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Friday, April 25
7 A.M .: Bird walk
8 A.M. : Breakfast
9 A.M. : Activities
12 P.M. : Box lunch
1 P.M. : Talent show practice
3 P.M .: Scavenger hunt
5 P.M. : Talent show practice
6 P.M. : Dinner & cleanup
7:30 P.M. : Talent Show
10 P.M .: Lights out!
Saturday, April 26
7 A.M. : Morning hike
8 A.M. : Breakfast
9 A.M .: The Tower
12 P.M. : Arts & crafts/award lunch
1 P.M. : Lunch/awards
3 P.M. : Departure
“There is so much to do!” Madison said.
“What’s a bird walk?” Rose asked.
“I’m starved. Is it time for the box lunch yet?” Joan the drone whined.
Madison noticed The Tower listed twice. She wondered if this meant her tall orange tower that she’d seen looming in the field.
“I heard that we have to climb to the top of the tower,” Lindsay said.
“The top?” Madison’s stomach flip-flopped.
“We have to fix up the trails or something, too,” Rose said. “Gosh, I am so NOT in the mood for this.”
“You’re never in the mood,” Ivy snapped jokingly. Rose stuck out her tongue.
“My brothers told me that this place is haunted.” Aimee said. “One of the old cabins has a ghost.”
“Ghost?” Madison said.
“I’m not afraid of this place,” Ivy said with an annoyed sigh. “Are you ?”
“There’s hardly any time for talent show practice,” Fiona said, looking over the agenda.
“Like you even have a chance of winning,” Joanie said snidely from across the cabin. She said it softly, but everyone heard.
Ivy laughed out loud.
Aimee shot Ivy a cold look. “If we’re going to be in this cabin, we might as well try to get along,” she said, crossing her arms.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Ivy shrugged. “Take a chill pill.”
Aimee huffed and puffed but ultimately backed down. There was no point in getting all worked up now. The trip was only just beginning.
Madison and Fiona decided to play Switzerland and stay out of this confrontation, too. Fiona went to the other side of the room to talk with Lindsay and another girl in the cabin, Stacey, while Madison opened her duffel and unpacked the orange notebook Mom had given her the night before.
Inside the front cover Mom had taped a photo of Phinnie. In the photo, Phin wore a glitter-green bobbler Madison had purchased for him at the mall. His little pink tongue poked out. He had that happy-dog look.
Madison smiled to herself, clicked her pen, and started in on her first “temporary” file.
FILE: Field Trip
Laptop, where are you? It’s practically a washout here. Everyone’s fighting and the clouds are getting darker by the minute. I bet there are huge spiders that live in this cabin, too, which freaks me out. But I won’t mention that, because Fiona is scared of spiders and she’ll stay up all night even more freaked out than me. And my bed stinks. I can feel all the springs in the mattress. Nightmares are practically guaranteed here.
Speaking of nightmares, Ivy Daly is up to her usual tricks. And the bus ride was bumpy, hot, and looooong. Except for M.A.S.H, of course. Unfortunately, I am not going to marry Hart. That bums me out big time. I keep thinking about poor Bigwheels and her ex-boyfriend, Reggie. Maybe they’ve gotten back together? Maybe not. Sometimes I feel like bad news follows ME around like a dark cloud. And what’s with that tower in the middle of Jasper woods?
Field trips are supposed to be fun.
Are we having fun yet?
Chapter 4
A T TWELVE O’CLOCK, A LOUD bell sounded through the woods and a camp staffer came knocking.
“Lunches are by the main lodge, girls,” he said.
Ivy poked her nose out to see who was talking.
“ That was James,” she said, walking back inside the cabin a little breathless. “And—whoa—he is a total hottie.”
The drones giggled.
“Would you go out with him?” Joan asked Ivy.
“He’s not really my type,” Ivy replied.
Aimee hacked a cough like she would spit, which drew stares from almost everyone. Ivy looked