even though no one was supposed to scream. Girls pulled off shorts and T-shirts to reveal a rainbow of different-colored bathing suits.
Lake Dora was set up with a series of three long, interconnected docks for swimming and diving. There was an area reserved for weaker swimmers and toddlers, an area for swimmers who liked doing laps, and a general swim area with a diving platform.
Most of the seventh graders were headed for the free swim area.
Madison stood off to the side, still unsure about whether she felt like getting into the water. She watched as Aimee and Fiona made their way to the docks, yelling for her to follow.
“Nah,” Madison yelled back. “I’m just going to hang out here for a little while first.”
Lindsay Frost came over, still wearing her T-shirt, too. Madison smiled.
“I hate getting sunburned,” Lindsay said, plopping onto a towel and pulling her T-shirt way down over her knees.
Madison sat down beside her. “Me, too,” she said, glad that someone else in the group was as self-conscious as she was.
They watched as the kids in the water dove off docks and splashed around, laughing. It did look like fun. Lindsay wasn’t budging, but Madison eventually stood up and wandered over to the water’s edge.
“COME IN!” Aimee screamed from a dock before leaping into the air and crashing into the water.
Madison saw Chet run up behind his twin sister, Fiona, like he was about to push her in the water, but a lifeguard blew a whistle.
“No running!” the guard called out. “And no pushing, or I’ll have to ask you to leave the beach.”
Dripping wet, Aimee rushed up to Madison on the shore and grabbed her arm. “You have to come in,” she pleaded. “Or at least come sit on the dock. It’s so much fun!”
Madison shrugged and waded into the water, still wearing her blue T-shirt. She climbed onto one long dock and followed Aimee over toward the group that was leaping and diving. She kept looking behind her to make sure that Egg and Chet wouldn’t push her into the water unexpectedly.
“Hooray!” Fiona squealed. “You’re here! Watch this!” She did a perfect swan dive into Lake Dora.
Egg, standing on another dock, clapped for Fiona’s dive. No one else seemed to notice except Madison. She was beginning to think that Egg really did like Fiona back.
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. SPLASH!
Someone else came running down the dock out of nowhere and jumped into the water right by where Madison was sitting.
Her T-shirt was soaked instantly.
“Good one!” Drew yelled from where he was bobbing in the water.
Hart Jones popped his head up out of the lake.
“Hey, Finnster!” Hart said, treading water.
Madison felt her stomach flip-flop and her cheeks turn a little pink, but luckily she could blame that on the sun.
“Hello, Hart,” she replied sheepishly. She couldn’t be mad at him right at first for getting her all wet.
Hart kicked his feet and water sprayed around in every direction, especially at Madison. She tried to laugh like he was doing something funny, but she really wasn’t very happy about it.
“Could you splash over there?” Madison asked.
Hart just laughed. “Okay, sure.” Then he turned around and kicked his feet out again toward Madison. A spray of water came flying her way and she squealed.
“HART!” Madison said.
She stood up, exasperated, and reclipped her soaked hair onto the top of her head, her blue T-shirt now heavy with water. It sucked against her body with the worst pucker and cling ever.
“Sorry!” Hart said, laughing.
Chet gave him a high five.
“It was just a joke, Maddie!” Chet yelled.
Aimee, who’d been watching the splashing, swam over and got revenge on behalf of her BFF. She soaked Hart from where she was treading water.
Splash!
Aimee climbed up onto the dock. “Are you okay?” she asked Madison.
“Yeah, are you okay?” Fiona yelled, swimming over to the other side of the same dock. She treaded water.
Madison nodded.