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GROSSET & DUNLAP
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chapter ONE
Dear Emily,
Hey there, chiquita! Whats up back in Boringtown, U.S.A.? I bet youve been spending the whole summer just lying by the pool, right? Im having a blast here at Camp Lakeview, as if thats any surprise! My bunkmates ruletheyre almost as cool as you. (Calm down, I said almost !) Im in the same bunk as Brynn, Jenna, and Alex again, which is so much fun. Its hard to believe I havent seen them since last summerwe just slipped right back into our old friendship. Im lucky to have so many friends here. Not that theyll ever replace you, my bestest friend in the world! I wish you could come to Lakeview, too. Its weird not seeing you for the entire summer. And I know youre probably mad at me. Im sorry I havent written yet, Em, but you know how it is. I keep meaning to, but then
Whatever. I havent told you the most amazing thing. One of the new girls in my bunk, Natalie, is the daughter of Tad Maxwell!! Can you believe it?? He came to Lakeview with his girlfriend once in the early days of camp, but he couldnt make it for Visiting Day last week. If only my parents were famous movie stars so they would be too busy to get here for a visit. But no, they showed up. With another boring book for me to read. Ugh. Can you believe it? Jennas parents brought a truckload of food in their care package, and my parents bring The Jungle Book. Why would anyone want to read that when they can just watch the cartoon? Anyway, Mom and Dad spent the whole time lecturing me, as Im sure you can imagine
Grace Matthews sighed and put down her pen. Her best friend, Emily, deserved a letter. Shed already sent three letters to Grace at Camp Lakeview, and Grace hadnt answered even one. But it took so long to write a letter... and there was always so much fun stuff to do at camp. Her copy of The Call of the Wild lay upside down at the foot of her bed, open to the last page shed read. Grace grabbed it and pulled it halfheartedly onto her lap. Reading was almost as boring as writing. She glanced around bunk 3C at all her friends. Sure, some of them were reading or writing letters, but lots of them were busy doing more interesting stuff. Well, except for Chelsea, who seemed to be doing nothing but staring at herself in her hand mirror. Chelsea was beautiful, but it still had to be pretty boring to spend all your time looking at your own face. Grace shrugged and turned her attention to one of the other old-time campers like herself.
Hey, Brynn, Grace called down from her top bunk. What on earth are you doing?
Brynn stood in the center of the small room, her feet planted about ten inches apart on the scuffed wooden floor. She was bent over at the waist, her arms hanging down and her short dark red hair falling over her face. Shed been standing like that for at least two minutes. Its yoga, Brynn said, her voice muffled. She was speaking into her knees, after all. My mom gave me an article on Visiting Day about how lots of actors do yoga to keep themselves focused.
Grace grinned. She loved acting, and she knew Brynn did, too. In fact, it was the only real interest Brynn had. Mind if I join you?
Brynn shook her upside-down head. Grace jumped down from her bunk, took her place next to Brynn, and copied the strange position. Just before she bent over, she noticed Julie, their counselor, shoot a look up at the unfinished letter and book on Graces bed. Grace felt her cheeks grow warm, and she quickly leaned over so she wouldnt have to meet Julies gaze.
Hanging head-down wasnt much better, though. All the blood rushed to her head, making her cheeks and neck feel hot. Her curly red hair was longer than Brynns, and it kept getting in her eyes and covering her face. She moved to pull away a strand that had gotten caught in her mouth, but Brynn protested. Youre supposed to keep still, she said. Dont move; just pay attention to your breathing and to the stretch in your back muscles.
Thats right, Grace, dont forget to breathe, Jenna Bloom said from across the room. Jenna put on a slow, deep voice as if she were trying to hypnotize someone. Breathe in... breathe out. Breathe in... breathe in some more, Jenna said in her soothing voice.
Grace couldnt help itshe got the giggles. How can I pay attention to my breathing when I cant breathe? she asked. Leaning over like this made it hard to take a deep breath, and she felt herself getting a little dizzy. She stood up quickly and got a head rush. Whoa, she cried, stumbling backward. Luckily Marissa, bunk 3Cs CIT, or counselor-in-training, was there to catch her.
Im not sure youre mellow enough to do yoga, Grace, Marissa joked.
Brynn stood up very slowly. Its too bad, she commented. You could be such a good actress if you tried. Yoga could really help you be more centered.
Grace decided to ignore her. Brynns whole goal in life was to be a famous actor, and she could never understand why Grace wasnt as focused on that as she was. But to Grace, acting was just something fun to do. She loved itshe totally loved itbut mostly because it was easy, and she was good at it, and it gave her a chance to be someone else for a few minutes. She didnt need to be famous or anything. She just loved acting. Whenever things got tough in school, acting was her favorite way to escape from the pressure. But none of her bunkmates knew that. None of them had any idea how it was back at school. Summer camp was for fun, not stress, and that was exactly how Grace liked it.
Theres no more time for yoga now, anyway, Marissa said. Dinners ready. I just came back to grab my hair bandI forgot it. Marissa snatched a pink elastic band from her cot and took off, letting the screen door bang shut behind her as she scooped her long hair up into a ponytail. She and the other CITs were responsible for serving the meals in the mess hall. If you could call them meals.
Okay, everyone, lets go chow down, Julie called.