Read Camp Confidential 05 - TTYL Online
Authors: Melissa J Morgan
Camp Confidential 05 - TTYL (9 page)
Alex sighed. She had to eat regular meals because of her diabetes, even when she wasn’t hungry sometimes. “I feel fine. But I can check it. And I’ll eat in a couple of hours or something.”
“Okay, sweetheart. Come find me if you want to talk.”
Alex picked up her bag and ran up the stairs to her room. She flopped down on the bed. Too exhausted to think about anything, she just fell asleep.
chapter
FIVE
graceFIVE
> MONDAY
“Pass the pepper, please, honey,” Grace’s mom said. Grace’s father handed the wooden pepper mill to Grace, who placed it into her mom’s hand. Dinner was chicken, peas, and rice: Grace’s favorite combo.
“How was school today, Grace?” her father asked between bites of his chicken.
“Um, well, I learned about ecosystems in science,” Grace replied. “About how all life relies on other life and stuff, and food chains.”
“That’s interesting!” Grace’s mother said.
“How is your English class going?” Grace’s dad asked abruptly.
Grace took a big forkful of peas and chewed and swallowed before answering. “It’s . . . it’s okay,” she replied slowly. “I’ve been working really hard, and I’ve been thinking about asking my camp friends if they want to do the book club again.”
“What are you reading?” her dad asked.
“We’re still reading
Hatchet
,” Grace said. They were almost done—she only had one more chapter to read. “And then next we’re reading
The Pinballs
,” Grace said. “That’s the one I’m going to ask my friends at camp to read with me.” She took another bite of rice. “I just want to read it at the same time as my friends.”
Hatchet
,” Grace said. They were almost done—she only had one more chapter to read. “And then next we’re reading
The Pinballs
,” Grace said. “That’s the one I’m going to ask my friends at camp to read with me.” She took another bite of rice. “I just want to read it at the same time as my friends.”
“Aren’t your school friends reading it, too?” her dad asked. “I think the book club is a good idea, but don’t you also have friends at school who’ll be reading it in the same class?”
Grace thought about her drama club friends, and how they were reading more advanced stuff. “No,” she said. “Most of my friends are reading
Animal Farm
. They’re in different classes.”
Animal Farm
. They’re in different classes.”
“Then I think your book club idea is great,” Grace’s mom said. She shot a look at Grace’s father, who was opening his mouth to say something. “Don’t you, honey?”
“Yes,” Grace’s dad said. He looked at Grace’s mom. “At any rate, your mother and I wanted to talk to you about something,” he went on.
Grace’s mom put down her fork and nodded. “We met with some people at your school today,” she said gently. “Principal Snyder, the guidance counselor, and Mrs. Burr.”
“You talked to my teacher about me?” Grace said, mortified. Did any of the teachers mention drama club?
“It was a good meeting, Grace,” her father said, and Grace let out a sigh of relief. “They all said you’re a hard worker, and that’s great.”
“Can they move me to a better class?” Grace asked.
“No, honey, they can’t. They think, and your dad and I agree, that you need a little more work on your reading before you can get bumped up a level. But that’s okay! You’re in a brand-new school, and you’re already working hard.” Grace’s mom looked proud of her.
“They told us that you’ve been working hard, and speaking up more in class, which is great,” Grace’s dad continued. “We’ve also noticed that you’ve been making an effort. We’re very proud of you for staying late at the library.”
“Uh . . . right,” Grace said. She felt a stab of guilt go through her. “The library.” She’d forgotten that she told her parents that’s where she was when she was really at drama club meetings. She’d even gone so far as to check out a stack of books that she left on her bedroom floor.
“Working hard like that really proves that you’re growing up, and that you’re really trying,” Grace’s dad went on. “And we’ve decided that if you can hold onto a B average until the end of the semester, we’ll consider letting you join the drama club.”
Grace looked up from her plate. “You will?” she said disbelievingly. “But you said that I wouldn’t be able to until next year!”
Grace’s parents exchanged a look. “I know. But we’ve talked about it quite a bit, and we were encouraged by your teachers today. They think you deserve a big reward if you can hold on to a B that long, and we agree.”
Guilt crept up into Grace’s tummy, and she put down her fork. “Well, that’s really great, you guys, thanks,” she said. “I’m full. Can I be excused?”
Grace’s mom gave her a worried look. “Are you feeling okay?” she said. “Come here, let me feel your forehead.”
“I’m fine, Mom, I’m just full,” Grace said, pushing herself away from the table. She stood up, carried her plate to the trash, and dumped the leftover chicken and rice into the garbage. After sliding her plate into the dishwasher, she said, “Good dinner, Mom,” and went upstairs to her room.
Lying on her bed, Grace read a few pages of
Hatchet
, but then sighed and placed the book down on her pillow. She got up slowly and crossed the room to her desk, turning on the computer as she sat down at her desk chair.
Hatchet
, but then sighed and placed the book down on her pillow. She got up slowly and crossed the room to her desk, turning on the computer as she sat down at her desk chair.
She logged on to Instant Messenger, and instantly received a message from Natalie.
The Pinballs
?
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.
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!
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!
Re: book club!
I am in.
Your friend, Karen
Posted by: Alyssa
Re: book club!
Re: book club!
Me too!
xx A
Posted by: Sarah
Re: book club!
Re: book club!
I LOVE that book. I’m in! Sarah
Posted by: Marissa
Re: book club!
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.
JennaHatchet
, but she was really excited to read
The Pinballs
. . . with a little help from her friends.
> 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.
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. “Oh,” he said. “I don’t know her.”
Jenna’s mom looked over her newspaper. “What’s wrong with Helen?” she asked, folding the paper and setting it down on the empty chair next to her.
“I don’t know, she was out yesterday,” Jenna lied, feeling a guilty blush creep across her face. Helen didn’t really exist at all—it was just the first name that came to her mind. “And so was Tanya, who you also don’t know, Adam,” she added, deepening the lie. “On Friday,” she continued, “they were at school but they were coughing a lot.”
“Did they go to Nicole’s party?” Adam asked in his best innocent voice. He put down his spoon and stared right at Jenna.
She narrowed her eyes. “I don’t know, Adam. I wasn’t there,” she said pointedly. Before anyone could ask her any more questions, she noisily took a big bite of cereal and chomped on it loudly for way longer than she needed to. As soon as she swallowed, she immediately shoved another spoonful into her mouth.
But her mom didn’t get the hint. “I didn’t know Nicole had a party, Jen!” she said. “When was it?”
Jenna’s mouth was full, so she couldn’t respond, but Adam’s spoon still rested on the table. He crossed his arms. “It was last Saturday,” he said. “Everybody at school was talking about it, about how fun it was and stuff.”
“That’s too bad you had to miss it, sweetheart,” Jenna’s mom said consolingly.
Jenna swallowed. “Yeah, whatever, it’s fine,” she said. “Adam, let’s get going, we’re going to be late.” She shoved her bowl away from her, and stood up quickly.
“Do you need a ride?” her mom asked. “Steph and Matt left already, but I can drive you if you need me to.”
“That’s okay, Mom,” Jenna said. She started walking toward the door, but stopped and thought for a moment. “Actually . . . maybe I do want to get a ride. I don’t know if being out in the cold will be good for me.” She coughed again, more gently this time.
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