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again,” I say, letting her wrist fall to her side.
       “I …” she trails off, more tears building in her eyes. She turns and runs. I don’t stop her.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
    Aubrey
     
    “Get up. You have to get a shower.”
       I groan and pull my comforter over my head. It can’t be seven already. It feels like I just shut my eyes. “Ten more minutes.”
       Cassie mumbles something and pulls the covers off of me. “Hey!” I screech, grabbing for my sheets. I curl into a ball and bury my head in my knees.
       “Get up , or I’m going to get Jake.”
       I sit up in the bed and glance around. Cassie is already dressed, her hair nicely straightened. I told her there was no need in doing that, the humid California sun is going to frizz it out. “I’m getting up.”
       She give s me a triumphant smile walks over to the mirror hanging on her closet door. Gathering my clothes, I sit on my bed and rub my eyes. “I’m beginning to think this was a bad idea.”
       Cassie snorts and brushes through her chestnut hair. “ Puh-lease. All the hours. The money. The hot co-counselors.” She wiggles her eyebrows in the mirror.
       Hot co-counselors. I bite my tongue to keep from drooling. Clearing my throat, I glance over at her. “Well, speaking of hot co-counselors…I slapped one in the face yesterday.”
       She turns on her heel, her mascara dropping and rolling under her bed. “You’re shitting me? Who? Wait”—a grin crawls up her face—“Tanner?”
       “Bingo.”
       “What. The. Hell? You slapped him? Why ? Was it a sexy slap? Did he push you against something and kiss the heck out of you?”
       I frown. “Uh, no. He didn’t really do anything. I just got so mad. He followed me behind the building —”
       She gasps and drops down on her knees, fumbling for her mascara. “You mean when he left he went looking for you? Hot damn. Tell me everything. What did he say?”
       I stand and stretch. “I was getting to that part. He was so…contradicting. He said I was lying about being able to swim. It pissed me off. So, I slapped him. Then I tried to do it again but he grabbed my wrist and told me not to ever do it again.”
       “Jesus. This is going to be the best summer yet. What happened after that?”
       I shrug. “I left.”
       Cassie frowns and tosses her makeup bag on her bed. “Well, there’s still two months to go. We have plenty of time. What are you going to do about Jake?”
       I reach for my caddy underneath my bed. “What about him?”
       “Are you two an item? I mean he did push you off a cliff. Not that he was trying to kill you or anything…but still.”
       Sighing, I run my fingers through my hair. Christ, I need a shower. “We’re not anything right now. At least, not that I know of. I’m not sure I want to be…I mean, we’re just not compatible anymore. I feel like I grew up and he didn’t.”
       Cassie snorts. “That’s because that’s exactly what happened.” A loud siren goes off through the camp, and I cover my ears. “Yikes, thirty minutes. You better take a whore bath. Hurry.” She pushes me toward our bathroom.
    ***
       The auditorium is packed with kids. I thought we’d have a big turnout, but I wasn’t expecting hundreds. Most are around fourteen or fifteen; I’m sure trying to get away from their parents for the summer. We’re all standing on stage, hands behind our backs. The kids are eyeing us up and down. I try not to groan.
       Mrs. Jones comes out, clapping her hands over her head. “Hello, Campers! Let’s show some love for Camp Awesome !” Wow, she’s that irritating kind of person who has all the energy in the world, no matter what time of day it is. Everyone pretends to like them, but really wants to reach over and strangle them to death each morning.
       A soft