Free Camp Confidential 09 - Best (Boy)friend Ever by Melissa J. Morgan Page A

bulky rectangle. She got her shorts down again and positioned the “pad” in the center of her underpants, pulled them up, then her shorts.
    It felt . . . like she had a huge wad of paper between her legs. But it was better than nothing. She waddled out of the stall and studied herself in the mirror. From the front she looked okay. From the back she looked a little bulky. Nothing anybody should notice, though.
    She hurried out of the bathroom and toward the elevator, then stopped and rushed back to the computer room. “Uh, Jordan, I have to go. Keep reading the reviews. You’ll find something good.”
    She backed out quickly, not wanting to give him the bulky view, just in case, not giving him time to answer.
    “Hey, Priya, what’s up?” he called after her.
    She pretended she hadn’t heard him. It’s not like she could tell him. There were some things you just couldn’t tell a boy. Even if he was the best friend you’d ever had.

chapter SIX

    Priya opened the hotel room door and flipped off her flip-flops. It was almost impossible to tiptoe in flip-flops. She stepped inside, then quietly shut the door behind her. Underwear , she thought. First, I need new underwear .
    Except even though her toilet-seat cover pad was ginormous, Priya was pretty sure she already felt a new wet spot. The thing just didn’t fit right. Which meant her new underwear would get wrecked, too. And she could end up with blood on her pajamas. And maybe even on the hotel sheets.
    She stood frozen in the dark room, feeling suddenly overwhelmed. What was she supposed to do?
    Priya could wake up Sophie. But going to their CIT would make such a production of the whole thing. Not that Sophie wasn’t cool, but . . .
    Who else? Priya’s eyes skimmed over the sleeping girls. She didn’t know any of them well enough for something like this. Something this personal. Except in that “I Never” game they’d all talked about some personal stuff. Alex had admitted that she wanted to know if she was the only one who hadn’t gotten her period. And Abby had said she was freaked about going to a doctor for not getting hers. That was totally personal information.
    Priya was pretty sure Valerie had said she’d gotten her period during the game. And Val was in the bed closest to the door. And Priya needed help. So she tiptoed over.
    “Val,” she whispered.
    “I didn’t take the eyeball out,” Val muttered, throwing one hand over her face.
    “Valerie, wake up.”
    But it was Sarah who answered. “What’s wrong?” She sat up and looked at Priya.
    “Nothing.” She’d been okay with telling one person. Just one. She’d been in a bunk with Valerie and everyone for half the summer, but she didn’t know them that well.
    Sarah yawned. “Nothing?” she sounded confused.
    Why wouldn’t she be? You didn’t stand over somebody’s bed in the middle of the night for nothing. Spit it out , Priya told herself. “Nothing, except I got my period. And they don’t have a machine in the bathroom, and I don’t have any stuff,” she confessed.
    “Oh, wow. Are you okay? Do you want me to wake up Sophie? Or I could run and get Becky,” Sarah offered.
    “No, that’s okay, “ Priya said quickly. “I just wanted to borrow a pad.”
    “I don’t have anything with me. I should, since who knows when mine will come back. But maybe Val does.” Sarah grabbed Valerie by the shoulder and gave her a shake.
    Val blinked rapidly, then stared around the room like she’d never seen it before. “D.C. field trip. Hotel,” Sarah whispered, helping her out.
    “I was having the freakiest dream.” Valerie shook her head, like she was trying to shake the dream free. “What’s going on?” she asked Sarah.
    “Priya got her period! She needs to borrow some pads,” Sarah explained. “And keep it down. Everybody else is still asleep.”
    “No prob,” Val said. She flipped on to her stomach, leaned over the side of the bed, and pulled her suitcase out from