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Boot Camp?!Just Kill Me Already.....[.:The Diaries of a Self-Proclaimed Nerd:.]{1}

This is my first series so enjoy!!!^^

Created by GaaraloverChick on Sunday, December 30, 2007

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6/16/07

Dear Diary.......

Brrrrrrring!!!!!! The blood-curdling shriek of the alarm clock filled my ears. Groaning, I sat up and
slammed on the snooze button. Then, suddenly, I realized what day it was.
Holy shit!, I thought. Its summer vacation!!! I jumped out of bed and stepped into the steaming shower. Afterwards, I dried myself and started brushing my teeth.

A little about myself. My name is Kaitlyn Renee` Woodwards. Not Katie, not Lynnie. Just Kaitlyn. I am 15 years old and today is the first day of summer vacation. Thats not the reason Im excited. Starting today, Im going to be enrolled in a science program for the rest of the summer. Yes, I'm what you people call a nerd. I may not look like one, but I am. And pretty damn proud to be one.

Back to the story........

I dried off my long chestnut locks and went to closet for something to wear. I slipped on a black polo top, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and a pair of black vintage converse. After I was done dressing and had put on my make-up, I grabbed my already-packed suitcase and ran downstairs into the kitchen where my parents were waiting for me.

"Good morning, honey", my mom chirped while putting a plate of food in front of me.

"Are you excited for science camp?", my dad added a little too cheerfully.

"Ummmmm.........sure..", I stuttered. I didn't get why my parents were so happy. Just a week ago, they had argued that I was too focused on academics and that I should join a sports camp. Let's just say my face was so full of disqust, that alone helped me win. Plus, my parents are pretty nice people. Yes, I'm one of those people who scream and run away like an idiot when a ball whizzes over my head. Sports do not like me....

After breakfast, we all loaded into the car to drop me off to camp. I pulled out a book and started reading. It was a pretty quiet drive. Every so often, my mom would sneak a glance at me and smile knowingly at my driving dad. My dad,of course would smile back. I started getting a pretty bad feeling..........

45 long minutes later, we finally arrived. I let out a sigh of relief and tried to look around, but my parents grabbed my luggage and dragged me towards the entrance doors.

Inside, was a small waiting room filled with unhappy-looking teenagers. Most of them had choppy bleached hair, eye make-up, and lots of piercings.I was sort of surprised. I had expected a "nerdier" crowd. Plus, nobody was talking about science. Oh well.

I looked up at my parents. They both had anxious smiles plastered on their faces and sweaty palms. Did they think that I wouldn't be able to take care of myself in a place full of violent-looking teens? This was a science camp! Plus, they were probably all like me. Minus the choppy haircut, piercings, and the heavy eye makeup.

My thoughts were interrupted when the plump lady at the front desk called my name.

"Kaitlyn Woodwards", she called.

I was instructed to take my luggage and go down the hallway into the orientation room.Before I went, my parents both gave me tight hugs.

"We're going to miss you
SO much.", my mom choked. There were tears in her eyes.

"Mom, I'm 15. I can take care of myself.", I said, beyond annoyed.

I pulled away from my mom's smothering embrace and made my way to the orientation room.

Once everyone arrived, the orientation was was about to begin. However, we were all sitting on the floor. I thought that was quite odd. Shouldn't a science academy have chairs, tables, and God forbid--maybe some SCIENCE EQUIPTMENT?!

My thoughts were interrupted again, when a man and woman dressed in military uniforms, marched into the room. Funny. Why were they both dressed like that?

"SILENCE!!!!", the man suddenly roared. The room grew quiet at once. "Here in Meadowlark Military Camp,we will make sure none of you have any FUN!!!", he continued.

My mind raced. MILITARY CAMP?!?!?!?!

I felt myself weakly rising to my feet.

"I-isn't this a science camp", I stuttered.Someone in the crowd snickered loudly.

"YOUNG LADY, SPEAK ONLY WHEN SPOKEN TO, SIT DOWN!!!!!!", he screamed.

I immediately sat back down. He didn't answer my question.Why the hell was I here?! I would call my parents soon and find out. My head felt dizzy and I paid little attention as the two went over the rules, consequences, and daily schedule.

Finally, the orientation was over and we were to go to our new cabins. We were told that we would have an hour to unpack, get aquainted with our roomates, and clean up our cabins. The boys' cabins were to the west and the girls' to the east. My cabin number was 77. I would be sharing it with two other girls.

When I got there, one of my roomates were already there. She looked around my age and had short, purple high-lighted hair,purple eye contacts, and a polka-dotted purple tank-top to match. Needless to say, she most likely loved the color purple.

"Hi, I'm Gina", she said, extending her hand.

"Kaitlyn", I replied. Gina looked nice.
Suddenly, the door swung open and a girl chatting loudly on her cellphone entered. She had long, blonde hair and was wearing a skimpy outfit that screamed prep.

Ignoring us, "Ms.Prep" plopped down on a bed and kept on talking. Gina and I exchanged looks and just stared at her. Finally, she stopped talking and slid her phone into the tiny purse she brought along with her suitcase. Then, she began to unpack.

"Uhhhh....",Gina began.

"Name's Jessica; don't expect me to talk to you losers.", the blonde prep interrupted rudely.

"What a little bitch.", I thought, rolling my eyes.

If everyone here was going to be like her, camp was sure to be HELL!!!!!!
click for character pictures......^^

Kaitlyn
Ashley Simpson

Gina
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Jessica
jessica simpson
lol i know Jessica is Jessica Simpson and Kaitlyn is Ashley Simpson, but I had trouble finding pics, okay? ^.~


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