Camp Confidential 05 - TTYL

Free Camp Confidential 05 - TTYL by Melissa J. Morgan

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she sat down at her desk chair.
    She logged on to Instant Messenger, and instantly received a message from Natalie.
    : hey, grace!
    : Hey, Nat
    : what’s up?
    : Not much, u?
    : oh, boy problems. how’s school & drama club??
    : It’s really fun . . . I have a bunch of new friends and Em and I still talk all the time
    : i knew you would make friends no prob
    : The bad thing is, I still have to lie to my parents
    : oh no, grace!
    : Yeah. They said if I have a B average in English I can join second semester . . .
    : you can do it!
    : Have you read The Pinballs ?
    : yes!!! that’s one of my favorites
    : Would you want to read it again?
    : definitely! are you reading it?
    : We start reading it next week
    : cool!
    : Do you think maybe you’d read it with me, at the same time?
    : totally
    : Really?
    : definitely. let’s have a book club! i’ll post about it on the lakeview blog tonight! you start it on monday?
    : Yes.
    : awesome. so we’ll start reading it monday!
    : Thanks, Nat
    : no prob, grace. now, can you help me?
    : With what?
    : my boy probs . . . .
    : Definitely . . . what’s going on?
    : oh man. where do I start?
     
    Natalie and Grace chatted for an hour, and afterward, Grace crawled into her bed. She picked up Hatchet and started reading. The ending was the best part! Before Grace knew it, she was closing the book with a satisfying smack. She looked at the digital clock next to her bed. It was almost 10 PM, so Grace changed into her pajamas. Before getting into bed, she checked the Lakeview blog.
    Posted by: Natalie
Subject: book club!
    hey, everybody. grace and i were talking tonight and we thought it would be fun to start our book club again! our first book will be the pinballs and we’ll start next monday. every night, post a little bit about what you think about the book! let us know if you want to join.
    love,
    nat
    Posted by: Karen
Re: book club!
    I am in.
    Your friend, Karen
    Posted by: Alyssa
Re: book club!
    Me too!
    xx A
    Posted by: Sarah
Re: book club!
    I LOVE that book. I’m in! Sarah
    Posted by: Marissa
Re: book club!
    Great idea, Nat and Grace! I loved that book. I’ll totally read it again.
    Love, Mars
     
    It seemed as though everyone was signed up, except Chelsea, but Grace just assumed she wasn’t interested. That would be typical for the sometimes-snobby blonde. For the first time, Grace was excited to go to English class the next day. Not only had she finished Hatchet , but she was really excited to read The Pinballs . . . with a little help from her friends.

Jenna > TUESDAY

    At the breakfast table Tuesday morning, while she ate cereal with her mom and Adam, Jenna decided to put her plan into action. She looked at her mom and Adam, and then coughed loudly.
    Her mom lowered the morning paper and shot her a worried glance. “That doesn’t sound good, honey,” she said. “Are you coming down with something?”
    Jenna took a spoonful of cereal and chewed slowly before answering. “I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. “I mean, a couple of my friends have been sick . . .”
    “Who?” Adam butted in. “I don’t remember anyone being sick.”
    “Just people at school,” Jenna replied through gritted teeth, throwing him a look. “Like . . . Helen.”
    “Who’s Helen?” Adam asked, clearly dubious.
    “She’s in my math class, Adam,” Jenna said, her teeth getting even tighter. “She sits next to me in my math class.” She knew that would bother her brother, who hadn’t passed the test to take the advanced class, Algebra 1, and was stuck in the regular sixth-grade math class.
    She was right. Adam dropped his gaze and picked up his glass of juice.

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