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Camp Green Lake is a miserable place. It’s supposed to be.
Not many kids who come here are given much of a choice. Camp Green Lake is a place for boys deemed too bad to be given the chance to try to escape back into society again. The philosophy behind the existence of Camp Green Lake is, “if you take a bad boy, and make him dig a hole all day in the hot sun, you will turn him into a good boy.”
Or that's what some people think anyway.
So that's where the judge had sent Andrew Joseph–recently–Minyard, but even that judge didn’t think Andrew was capable of turning into a good boy. Andrew was used to it. And besides, he was glad to be at Camp Green Lake. Or at least as close to 'glad' as he was capable of. The second closest to 'glad' he'd ever been in his fourteen years of life. He was satisfied perhaps. Andrew was a ward of the state. He had never been to camp before.
He knows this hot match of a place isn’t what he was imagining, but he wasn’t imagining much anyways. He just needed to be here, he made a promise. The timing wasn’t easy, spots fill up fast in Camp Green Lake, but if Andrew was anything, he was calculated. So when the judge said, “there’s a spot open at Camp Green Lake,” he took it with a malicious smile.
Now, looking at the horizon, he can see a dust cloud slowly growing. A white bus approaches with DEPARTMENT OF JUVENILE JUSTICE written over a blue stripe on the side.
Ah... a new camper. Andrew has been here for a while now, and he’s bored of the same faces, he wonders if the new kid is going to be interesting enough for him.