was just a kid, Iâd hate to meet her parents.
Vraj held out an egg. âAll right. This is what weâre looking for. Not easy on a rocky hillside in the dark.â
I looked at the egg clutched in her claw. âBut it helps that it glows.â
âGlows?â Vraj growled.
Mistake.
I
could see the glow, but apparently Vrajâs kind of alien couldnât. I didnât want Opal to catch on that I had special alien powers. âEh ⦠maybe itâs just reflecting starlight.â
âNo, itâs glowing all right,â Opal chirped. âThese should be as easy to find as giant glowworms.â
I relaxed. It seemed that humans and my own species could both see the glow, but Vrajâs beady yellow eyes couldnât. The Cadet grunted with annoyance and turned to go uphill. She moved ahead in quick jerky steps, her tail sweeping back and forth. I guess, all told, I was lucky to get this sort of alien for apartner. Something that looked like a badly animated movie dinosaur was still easier to explain to Opal than some green alien with three heads.
Through the misty starlight, Vraj led us over the crest of a ridge and onto a steep hillside bare of everything but rocks. Zillions of rocks. Glow or not, it wasnât going to be easy to find those eggs. And if we didnât find them soon, two mismatched alien kidsâand maybe this whole planetâcould be in big trouble.
It was the weirdest egg hunt Iâd ever been on. After long hours of scrabbling in the dark, we were tired and cold, and our eyes ached. All we had to show for it were nine more eggs. Nine plus Vrajâs seven left eighty-four more eggs to find.
The sky was paling to gray when Opal and I slipped back into our cabins. It seemed like the wake-up gong sounded only seconds after Iâd crawled into bed. But by then it was fully light, and everyone was bustling around, excited about the first full day of camp. As for me, I almost fell asleep at breakfast and nearly drowned in my pancake syrup.
After breakfast, I blearily noticed that Melanie had cornered Opal between the dining hall and the nurseâs cabin and was apparently making her cry. I told myself to ignore it, but nobody deserves to be bullied, not even little pests like Opal. And with Opal holding that big secret, I figured Iâd better check things out.
âSo whoâs your boyfriend?â Melanie was saying as I walked closer. âTell me, or Iâll tell the counselors I saw you sneak out last night to meet a boy.â
âI didnât,â Opal sobbed. âI donât have a boyfriend.â
Melanie had backed Opal against a tree and was smirking down at her. Angrily, I stepped up to them. âHey, leave the kid alone,â I said. âDonât you have some artsy showing off to do?â
Melanie spluttered. Then suddenly a nasty glint came into her eye. âIt was
you
, wasnât it? The guy was tall and dark haired. I saw that when they came back.â
Opal started to protest, but I jumped in. âMelanie, who would have guessed you havesuch a dirty mind? If you must know, weâre planning our Nature Nuts project. We want to lead a nighttime hike, but we need to figure out where to go.â
Opal, eyes big and teary, nodded earnestly.
Melanie sneered. âYou expect me to believe that?â
I shrugged. âWho cares what you believe? But when we get the hike planned, Arts Farts and Sports Dorks will
not
be invited.â
As we split up, Opal gave me the thumbs up, followed by what looked like dinosaur claws. When it came to keeping a secret, that kid was a time bomb.
Still, when we got to Nature Nuts that morning, I had an idea churning. As Opal and I settled onto a bench, I tried it on Muskrat. âOpal and I have a great project idea, and it could involve other peopleâs projects too. A nighttime hike. Chelsea could do her bird-call project with owls, and Opal could point out