Welcome to Camp Hell~Part 1~

I slouched over in my Dad’s office chair as he ranted on about my horrible behaviors. I mean I only kicked the janitor-where it hurts-and skated around in the school halls with my brand new skateboard! But it didn’t stop there, I then did drugs with my two partners in crime-I call them that, they’re really just two guys who have the same jacked up life as me-and well, I got in a fight with two policemen but I mean it was the most fun I had in all day!
“I can’t believe you broke the man’s nose!” He said throwing his hands in the air.
I huffed and rolled my eyes, “He asked for it.”
Dad’s head snapped to me, “No Spencer he didn’t ask for it he was doing his job.” He said sternly.
I couldn’t help but laugh…on the inside of coarse, I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing or smiling. Dad just didn’t get why I did these things-vandalize, do drugs, steal, get in serious fights, and of coarse be the most sarcastic person there is…at least that’s what he thinks and says-I mean it’s not like I killed someone.
So my background information is pretty…complex; my Mom died when I was ten-that was very close to seven years ago-and her last words to me were: ‘Trust no one.’ I didn’t understand but now I do, many people have stabbed me in the back and others are just complete a$s’s to me. Then Vince and Alex showed up. Vince and Alex are my partners in crime but I didn’t rate them out and I think that’s why Dad is so mad; I took full blame in court, admitted to everything even a few things I didn’t do. Vince and Alex were actually on their way to court when I was done admitting to everything. Vince and Alex showed up, but had to sit down in the back; then they found out what I did and decided to open their mouths but the judge didn’t believe them. So now Dad is making lecturing yet again on how my actions are an embarrassment to him. But there’s much more to my life’s story.
“You should have only admitted to the things you did…not take the blame.” He said pacing back and forth.
”I wasn’t going to rat out the only guys who actually care about me!” I hissed standing. Man was he making me mad.
“Sit.” He said stopping in his tracks and pointing a finger to the black lumpy chair.
I huffed and sat down my arms folded across my chest, watching him with glares. He was about to say something but then closed his mouth then again, this happened for a few seconds but he finally let the words flow freely from his mouth, “I can’t have you doing this…you need to get away form those two boys and off to where I can make sure you’ll be a better person.” He said stopping and getting a cream colored folder from his desk. He handed it to me and went on, “I’m sending you to a juvenile delinquent facility…or camp if you will.”
I looked at the folder to see all my files and a broacher to the camp…the only juvenile delinquent camp around here was for guys. I looked up to him then back down, he was serious! “You do realize that the only camp around here is for guys right?” I asked slowly.
“I do, the policemen will be here to pick you up in the morning. I suggest you get packing.” He said gesturing toward the stairs.
I looked at him then tore my file in half and shoved it down the file shredder. I glared at him then walked out of the room and upstairs to my room. I shut and locked my door as I heard him curse a few times then it was silent. Normally Vince was playing with out guitar or Alex and I are having a paintball fight outside-man I’m going to miss those guy-so silence wasn’t normal around here.
I grabbed my laptop and opened it to see my AIM pop up with Vince and Alex ready to talk. I found a comfortable spot on the bed and waited for them to say something. I would rather talk to them in person or on the phone but Dad took those away from me.
Bash101: I can’t believe you told the judge you did everything!
Gross_Goods: I can’t believe the retard believed you!
X-ing_Tears: You guys would have done the same…I hope.
Bash101: Hell Yes!
Gross_Goods: So how bad did pops lecture ya’ this time?
X-ing_Tears: Pretty bad…I have some bad news too…
Gross_Goods: What happened?
X-ing_Tears: Well, he’s sending me off to some freak camp to ‘make me a better person’
Bash101: You mean the camp up the road for juvenile delinquents?
X-ing_Tears: Yea…
Bash101: Man does that suck hairy invisible monkey balls.
Gross_Goods: Isn’t that camp for guys?
X-ing_Tears: Lol and yea…Dad said he wanted me to get away from you two so he sends me to a f*ck*ng guy’s camp?
Bash101: I know a guy in there…he said it sucked.
Gross_Goods: Because she really want to hear that?
X-ing_Tears: Can you get visitors in the camp?
Bash101: I don’t think so…
Gross_Goods: Oh I’m sure you can…right Vince?
Bash101: I don’t think so…
X-ing_Tears: You can say that again…lol
Bash101: I don’t think so…
Gross_Goods: Could you be any more of a smart ass right now?
X-ing_Tears: Lol, sh!t Dad’s coming!
Bash101: Love You Spencer!
Gross_Goods: Love You More Spencer!
X-ing_Tears: Love You Guys!
I quickly shut my computer then stuffed it under my bed as I heard Dad walk up the stairs he stopped at my door then just walked away…that wasn’t creepy at all? I couldn’t help but smile as I began packing. After I managed to fit everything in one very large suitcase I smiled and jumped on my bed ready to sleep, I mean it was striking midnight.




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