Rylee's POV

I opened my eyes groggily as Julie and April sat on either side of my bed, shaking me awake. 

"Come on, you have to see this!" April yelled, practically dragging me out of bed. I followed my friends out of our room and down the stairs to see a huge commotion outside. 

Lowlies, both new and old, gathered by the brick wall of one of the dorm buildings. Pushing my way through the crowd, I managed to get a look at what was on the wall. It was April's "Proud Americans" paper, except now, it was filled with signatures! Two new pieces of paper had even been taped to the bottom of it to make room for all of the names!

"Told you it'd work," April smiled proudly. 

"Kevin, it's them!" Indie yelled from the front of the crowd, pointing back at us. "It came from their room first!" 

In seconds, everyone was staring at us, and Kevin, Steve, Rick and Indie walked towards us. 

"Oh, it's the newb from yesterday and her friends!" Steve laughed. "Who would've thought." 

"Hey, that was really cool," Kevin smiled, high fiving each of us. "We've been here since forever and we never thought of something like this," he pointed to the paper. 

"You know, people like you guys shouldn't be in Lowly Camps," Rick shook his head. 

"Yeah," Indie nodded. "There's actually a way we might be able to get you out, to say thank you for doing this...something we've wanted to see here at the STCC for a very long time." 

"It's very iffy though, no promises," Kevin shook his head. 

"Really?" I beamed. "What is it?" 

"Every month, Dr. Powers and her Moderate lackeys pull together a list of the "best behaved" campers," Kevin began. "They get sent off through a program called Outside Opportunities, to work out in the real world." 

"We heard the jobs and the pay aren't the best, but it's sure as heck gotta be better than Lowly Camp." 

"Negative speech about Sunnyvale Third Circle Center detected. Noted," Rick's Cardex said. 

Screw you, Rick mouthed, pointing at his Cardex, and we laughed. 

"So, basically, we're pretty big here at camp," Kevin continued. "We have some influence over who gets on the list, although we could never get on ourselves. Dr. Powers hates our guts."

"Kevin, Steve, and Rick could try to get you on the list," Indie smiled. 

"Really!?" Julie gasped excitedly. 

"Yep," Kevin grinned. "They're making the announcement of this month's list in two days. I'll see what I can do before then. See you around, kids!" 

"Bye!" April beamed, and as soon as the four of them were gone, the three of us almost simultaneously screamed "YESSS!" 

"Hey, Dr. Powers is coming!" An older kid yelled, yanking the Proud Americans list off the wall and stuffing it into his pocket. 

"What are you doing, standing around like this?" the Camp Director barked. "Get to work!" 

Groaning, the Lowlies dispersed to their various assignments. This week, my room was assigned kitchen duty. 

"This is disgusting!" April scrunched up her nose in disgust as we entered the kitchen, where a pot of the typical brown mush, which I had learned Lowlies referred to as Glop, boiled on a stove, already emitting its putrid odor. 

"Okay, I'll stir the Glop, April, mop the floor, and Julie, do the dishes." 

"Why do I get the worst job?" Julie moaned. 

"We'll switch tomorrow," I rolled my eyes, grabbing the large, wooden spoon covered in stains I didn't want to know about and stuck it in the thick mixture. It made a gurgling sound, and I almost threw up on the spot. Knowing that I'd have to eat the stuff later only sickened me even more. 

Finally, twenty plates, ten bowls, and two gigantic pots of Glop later, the bell rang for first break. 

Lowlies stampeded from their various posts to the center of the camp, to talk, rest, and play soccer, football, and tennis with wads of paper. 

I was about to join them, when I remembered something. 

"Guys, we have to meet Dee and David behind the director's building, remember?" I whispered. 

"Yeah, let's go," Julie nodded, and the three of us skirted the crowd, going around the dining area and back behind the dorms to the only nice place in the camp: Dr. Powers' building. Sure enough, just as they promised, Dee and David waited behind it. 

"Hey, guys!" Dee waved when she saw us. 

"Hi," I smiled. 

"Okay, this might hurt a little, but it's necessary," said David, walking over to us and pulling a tiny, black chip out of his pocket. "We can't afford to have our Cardexes listening in on this." 

He slid the chip open, revealing its silver interior, and placed it on the ground. It began to beep, and I felt a wave of electricity jolt through my body. And then, all five of our Cardexes disappeared!

"Oh my gosh, you got rid of it!" April gasped. "This is amazing!" 

"I can only temporarily disable them," David said. "They'll be back in about fifteen minutes, so we have to talk quick." 

"So, I guess you're wondering what Operation Trump Dump is," Dee began. 

"Yeah, I am," I nodded truthfully. 

"Okay, don't get too excited...OTD's a rebellion." 

"Against Trump!?" I gasped. 

"Yep," Dee grinned. "Rumors say their main base is in Texas, not far from this camp, actually. Of course, we have no idea how much of any of this is true." 

"So that's where that guy who tried to run away wanted to go!" Julie's eyes lit up with understanding. 

"Probably," David said. 

"How do you know all of this?" April asked. 

"Our dad's the leader of Operation Trump Dump," Dee smiled proudly. 

"So you guys are..." 

"Yeah, we're Olsons," David gave us a thumbs up. 

I flashed back to one of Trump's first speeches as President, when Trumperica was still very new and unstable. 

"The Olson family is a threat to national security...they must be eliminated as soon as possible to ensure the safety of all of our citizens..." 

"That's so awesome!" 

"Not really, we're wanted by the Trumpist Assembly," Dee sighed. "But at least they'd never think to look at a Lowly Camp." 

"We can't stay here forever, though," David gave us a grim look. "They're so powerful, they're bound to find us eventually. We're thinking about escaping." 

"They'd kill you!" I gasped. 

"OTD's got people scouting the area, picking up runaway Lowlies. We'd actually have a fair chance. We were going to ask...do you want to come with us?" 

"Oh my gosh, yes!" 

Katniss Everdeen finds District 13

Rylee Stone finds Operation Trump Dump

What is it with the Hunger Games references???

"Oh look, first break's over," David pointed to the Lowlies around us going back to their work. Just in time, our Cardexes appeared over our heads. 

"We'll talk later," Dee waved goodbye, as we returned to our dreary work in the kitchen.

A/N: I know Kevin's sudden nice behavior may seem like a plot hole, but even though he's a bully, he, just like the rest of the Lowlies, respects anyone who stands up to Trump. You should too!

#letsdumptrump