Read Online Acting Out by Katy Grant - Free Book Online

played Twilight Princess on Wii?” I asked Lance. He was the one I liked best. Behind his glasses, I noticed he had beautiful gray eyes, and when he smiled, he had a dimple in the side of his cheek.
    â€œOh! I don’t have it, but my friend Gabe does. It’s pretty tight.”
    â€œI’ve got it for GameCube,” said Michael. “My favorite part is when you’re battling the monkeys.”
    â€œOn Madden, do you guys ever set a player’s weight as high as it’ll go and his speed at zero so he can barely move?” I asked.
    Lance let out a loud cackle. “I love doing that! One time I made this one player really weak. He tried to catch a pass, but he fell over and couldn’t get up!”
    The four of us spent at least ten minutes talking about all our favorite games and what levels we’d gotten to on all of them. Then I said, “Hang on a second, guys. I need to talk to my friends, but I’ll be right back.”
    I walked across the dining hall to my crew. “Wipe that smirk off your face!” said Lauren when I walked up to her.
    Mei grabbed me by both arms. “How? How? Just tell us how you did that!”
    â€œWhat were you guys talking about, JD?” asked Courtney. “You sure had their attention.”
    I shrugged. “Nothing, really. Just guy stuff. Look, I gotta go. My boys are waiting for me. Do any of you want to dance with one of them?”
    â€œI’ll take the cute one,” Courtney said.
    â€œThe one with the dark hair? That’s Michael. I’ll see what I can do.” It didn’t surprise me that Courtney would pick Michael. He was the cutest of the three, but I still preferred Lance’s gray eyes. Plus he was taller than Michael.
    Then I walked back over to the guys. “Look, guys, I know it would be a lot more fun to stand around and talk about video games all night, but my friends are bored. So why don’t you come over and meet them? You don’t have to dance or anything.”
    I walked off like I assumed they would follow me, and they did. I’d never been the one who’s always telling other people what to do, but the weird thing was, it worked. At least most of the time. It seemed like most people spent a lot of time waiting for someone to tell them what to do. I figured I might as well be the one who did the telling.
    While my friends were introducing themselves to the guys, I decided it was time to put my plan in action. I leaned over to Lance and said, “I don’t like to dance, do you?”
    â€œNo, I suck at it,” he answered. He had really long legs, and he moved like he wasn’t used to walking on them yet.
    â€œHey, want to go out on the porch? It’s pretty stuffy in here.”
    Lance shrugged. “Okay, sure.”
    He followed me outside to the porch, where a bunch of people were hanging out and talking. Some people were sitting on the rails and others were just standing around. It was almost dark. Crickets were chirping, and a few moths fluttered around the porch lights.
    â€œSo, do you know any good cheat codes for the Sims?” I asked.
    â€œYeah, freeall, fisheye, midas. You enter them by holding L1, L2, R1, R2.”
    While Lance chattered away about the Sims, I glanced around. Besides a bunch of campers, a few Crockett and Pine Haven counselors were out here too, but I didn’t see any of the CATs. Did that mean they weren’t really on Porch Patrol? Had the whole thing been a joke? If we walked away from the dining hall right now, would anybody notice us?
    â€œIt’s a pretty nice night out, isn’t it?” I said. “Feel like taking a walk? I’ve never been to Camp Crockett before. You could show me around.”
    My heart started pounding a little when I said that. Getting caught sounded like a great idea when I’d first thought of it, but now that it was time to actually go through with it, I wasn’t so