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just stood there, frozen. I had no idea what would happen next. Then Reb snapped out of it.
    â€œYou are gonna die!” Thank God she had a huge smile on her face. She dove right at me, and I screamed and ran out from under the tree. She chased me all the way down the hill, with me screaming the whole way. Jennifer was still standing under the tree.
    â€œJennifer, help! Help!” I yelled.
    â€œI’m not gonna help you! I’m gonna kill you too!” Then they both caught me, and Reb dragged me toward this huge mud puddle. I was trying to get away, but the grass was so slippery. Plus I was laughing so hard I could barely stand up.
    Reb pushed me right smack down into that mud puddle, and I felt the water seep all the way through to my skin. The whole seat of my jeans was absolutely soaked. I tried to stand up, but Reb had both her hands on my shoulders, holding me down.
    â€œAh, revenge is sweet!” She laughed evilly. “I AM your worst nightmare!”
    â€œMy butt’s freezing! Let me up!” I shouted.
    Reb looked over her shoulder at Jennifer. “Look who’s amazingly dry,” she whispered to me. “On the count of three—one, two . . .”
    On three I jumped up and we both lunged at Jennifer and dragged her to the mud puddle. After Jennifer got dunked, we both turned on Reb, and by then we’d pulled off our jackets and ponchos, and we started puddle-hopping. When we got tired of splashing, we scooped the mud out of the bottom of the puddles and threw it at each other. It was amazing!
    At first none of us aimed that well because we were laughing so hard. But then it was like we were psychic, and Reb and I wouldn’t even have to say anything, we’d just look at each other and bombard Jennifer. Then they’d look at each other and trash me! Then Jennifer and I got Reb, and we got her good. The only part of her face not covered in mud was her eyes.
    â€œI have never been this dirty in my life !” Jennifer yelled. “Is it in my hair?”
    â€œIn your hair, your ears, your nose . . . ,” I said.
    â€œWhose idea was this?” asked Reb, then threw one last mud pie in my direction but missed.
    Now it had pretty much stopped raining, and people were coming out of hiding. Everybody stared at us and shook their heads like they couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it either. Every inch of us was covered in mud. I was shivering like crazy. My wet, muddy clothes felt like they weighed a ton.
    We went back to the cabin, with people staring at us all along the way. Jennifer got to the door first, and she was walking in when Rachel saw us. “Hold it right there!” She came to the door with Erin and Brittany, and the three of them stared at us with their mouths open.
    Rachel shook her head. “You all can’t come inside like that.”
    â€œWhat are we supposed to do?” yelled Jennifer.
    â€œGo straight to the showers.” Rachel made Brittany and Erin get us towels and dry clothes from our trunks. “And I would suggest showering with your clothes on first.” Rachel handed us our stuff, trying not to touch us.
    We laughed, but it was a pretty good idea, so we did what she said. We got into the showers with all our clothes on and washed the mud off; then we undressed and finished showering. My wet clothes felt like they weighed about twenty pounds when I took them off and hung them over the shower door.
    We kept laughing and talking across the shower stalls. The water was so hot that it burned. I wanted to stand there in the water and steam forever.
    We were friends. We really were. I’d been holding my breath all week, waiting for Reb and Jennifer to find out I wasn’t really cool. But maybe I was cool.

That night after evening program, we were leaving the lodge when Reb whispered to us, “We’re not going to the cabin yet. Keep quiet and follow me.”
    We could