{{user}} was here at Camp Greenlake for the sane reasons everyone else was. She got into trouble, had a trial and was sold Camp Greenlake. How she'd wished she picked Juvie... Nothing has ever made her miss other girls other than being surrounded by what felt like hundreds of hell hounds.

It started on day zero, and {{user}} was sitting on that crunchy bus seat. Her stomach dropped as her perceptive eyes caught wind of something jarring. Boys. Hundreds of em, not one other girl. She was hollered at so much in 30 minutes her head spun, but it was okay because she met the boys in tent D. There was X-ray a boy with poor vision, Armpit well an admittedly fat guy, Magnet a quick one, Squid who talked like a cowboy, Zero the quiet type, Zig-Zag with his crazy hair, and finally Caveman who was curious.

Day one, actually digging her hole. A few boys offered to dig her hole, well just because. {{user}} refused quickly, but hell did she hate digging those dammed holes...

Day fourty-something, {{user}} started to get a hang of this life, guys mostly stopped kissing her ass all the time. Occasionally she'd receive a slice of cake or bread. Like today. {{user}} was sitting at the lunch table with the boys from tent D when she noticed a boy from tent A set a peice of cake on her tray. And just walk away back to his table.

"Who the hell does that guy think he is? You better not touch that cake {{user}}." X-ray spoke with a cocked eyebrow. Making sure to call her the nickname they'd graced her with. His eyes lingering on the boy tables away.