Read Online Camp Confidential 06 - RSVP by Melissa J. Morgan - Free Book Online

said. “What would you like?”
    “A manicure, a pedicure, and a facial,” she said.
    “Oh.” Skye crinkled her forehead. “I’m not certain we’ll have time for all that. But we can try,” she said, smiling. “All right?”
    I knew it! Natalie thought. She was disappointed. But she reminded herself that she would have plenty of other chances to come to the spa. She smiled politely and said, “All right.”
    “Okay.” Skye gathered their little booklets. The other employee collected their teacups. “If you will all follow me, I’ll show you where to put your clothes.”
    “Put our clothes?” Grace cried. “Are we going to get undressed?”
    “Not if you would prefer to stay in your own things,” Skye explained. “We provide special robes for you to wear while you’re here.”
    “Oh.” Grace looked at the others. “Are you guys going to wear them?”
    “I am,” Natalie told her.
    Alyssa nodded.
    “O-kay, then,” Grace said, taking a deep breath. “Let’s do it!”

chapter SEVEN

    Alex’s soccer game was a disaster.
    And it was Alex’s fault.
    She was distracted, and it showed in her playing. She was nervous about winning the game for her team—or at least, not losing it for them! The pressure made her try too hard, and she started kicking the ball out of bounds twice in a row. After that she hung back, letting another team member— any other team member—take the ball.
    She tried to remember her mantra— I know I can, I know I can —but she just couldn’t keep her mind on the game. Her teammates looked more and more unhappy with her as the other team continually took the ball and scored off her errors.
    I wish Brynn were here , she thought. Not to watch how well (or how badly!) Alex played. Right now, she needed a friend who didn’t care if she totally messed up. Someone to be supportive of her and not judge her.
    Maybe it was the stress of worrying, or maybe she hadn’t gotten enough sleep. But by the time the game ended—with a win for the other team—Alex had a pounding headache. She remembered the last time her head had hurt this much. It was at camp, just before she had gone into diabetic shock.
    She told her mom about it on the drive home. Her mother gave her a piece of candy to eat and said, “We’re going to have a good lunch, and you’re going to take a nap.”
    “But Mom! Brynn and I will miss our bus!” Alex protested.
    “And after your nap, we’ll discuss whether or not you feel up to going to the reunion,” her mom added.
    Her stomach flipped. Not go? To the reunion?
    “But, Mom !” she argued. “If I can’t go, Brynn can’t go.”
    “Just take a good nap and we’ll see, all right?” her mother said firmly.
    Alex nodded glumly and looked out the window.
    As soon as they pulled up to the house, Brynn burst out of the front door. She was dressed in her reunion outfit and her hair was curled. And she looked very, very mad.
    “I can’t believe you!” she cried. She stomped right up to Alex as she got out of the car. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
    Alex’s mom gave her a sympathetic smile, then walked into the house. The two girls were left alone outside.
    “I got up in the middle of the night, Brynn. I saw you reading in the living room,” Alex confessed. “I was afraid you’d be too tired to have any fun in New York. So I let you sleep.”
    Brynn rolled her eyes. “What are you, my mother? You knew I wanted to go to your game! I asked you to wake me up!”
    “I know.” Alex exhaled heavily. “I’m sorry.” She touched her temples. “I didn’t know what to do and . . .” Her head hurt too much to go into it. “Brynn, I don’t feel good. I need to lie down.” She closed her eyes and put her hands to her forehead.
    “Alex, are you going to faint?” Brynn cried, putting a steadying hand on Alex’s shoulder. “Mrs. Kim! Alex needs you!”
    “Shhh,” Alex pleaded, her head throbbing. “My mom knows. She’s the one who told me to lie