Over & Out Read Free

and Mia, the bunk’s counselor and CIT, stood up from the table. “Singdown time!” Andie announced with a grin, and suddenly everyone forgot about boys, at least for the moment.

    Jenna wiped another sticky string of marshmallow off her chin and popped it into her mouth. Flopping back in the grass, she basked in the warmth of the campfire’s glow.
    â€œMmmm.” She gave her friends a goopy smile. “There’s nothing better than s’mores.”
    â€œReally?” Nat said, taking a big bite out of her s’more sandwich and giggling as some chocolate dribbled down her chin. “I thought you loved brownies more.”
    â€œBrownies!” Jenna said longingly. “I love them, too. I bet I could make super s’mores with brownies instead of graham crackers.”
    â€œJenna, is there anything you think about besides food?” Chelsea smirked.
    â€œRight this second, no.” Jenna laughed. She scooted over to where Karen and Alyssa sat singing a funny version of “The Bear Went over the Mountain” that they’d turned into “The Camper Got Lost on the Mountain.” She threw one arm around each girl and joined in, singing the words at the top of her lungs. Soon, the three girls were hiccuping with laughter in between verses. They’d finished the singdown a while ago, but everyone in the division was still in singing mode, making up silly lyrics to songs and belting them out as the fire crackled. A couple of the counselors were writing down lyrics to the songs the bunks were making up, planning to use them for Color War later on.
    â€œDoes everyone always sing off-key around here?” a voice said behind them, and Jenna turned to see Blake standing next to Adam and Simon and wearing a look of slight annoyance on his face.
    Karen saw him at the same time and froze mid-stanza, gave a little shriek of embarrassment, and dove for a marshmallow to hide her reddening cheeks.
    â€œWe sing however we want to,” Alyssa said with a shrug.
    Jenna smiled at that. Leave it to Alyssa to say whatever was on her mind. Jenna had always liked that about her, and she was relieved to see that Blake hadn’t cast his spell on everyone . . . yet.
    â€œThat’s the great thing about camp,” Jenna said. “Nobody cares how bad we sound when we sing.”
    â€œUntil now,” Blake said, then broke into his easy smile, so that no one could be entirely sure whether he was insulting them or just kidding around.
    â€œWait until the final banquet,” Nat said. “The whole camp sings the Lakeview Camp alma mater so loud that the windows in the mess hall rattle.”
    Blake yawned indifferently. “Yeah, well, we’ll see if I’m still around for the final banquet.”
    â€œWhat do you mean?” Tori asked. “ Everybody goes to the final banquet. This year will be my first banquet ever, and I can’t wait.”
    â€œYeah,” Adam said to Blake. “You’d miss out on all the great food and fun if you didn’t go. Besides, the longer you stick around camp, the better chance you have of seeing some of Jenna’s pranks.”
    â€œPranks?” Blake repeated.
    â€œLast year Jenna let all the animals out of the nature shack and into the mess hall at the camp dance,” Adam explained. “She’s the master prankster in these parts.”
    â€œ Retired master prankster,” Jenna corrected. “No more big pranks for me, not after Dr. Steve threatened to kick me out of camp.”
    â€œThat’s so my uncle.” Blake rolled his eyes. “He just doesn’t know how to have a good time. Which is why I’m giving this camp thing a trial run before I decide whether I want to stick around or not. I can call my dad’s driver to come pick me up whenever I feel like it.”
    Jenna rolled her eyes and leaned over to whisper to Nat. “How about he calls that driver right