Breakout! by Stacy Davidowitz

Author:Stacy Davidowitz [Davidowitz, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2017-06-15T04:00:00+00:00

Jumping to Conclusions

Jenny sat cross-legged on the trambopoline—the trampoline in the lake—looking up at the stars. One shot by in the corner of her eye, and she wondered if it was a sign that whatever was left of her hopes and dreams was about to explode and die.

She heard a tap, tap, tap and bounced to her knees, hoping to see Play Dough kayaking to meet her, but it was just TJ and the Captain coming through the dock’s speakers.

Captain: Blue and White teams, the third day of Color War is complete! Your officers are busy preparing for SING, so TJ and I will get straight to the scores.

TJ: I’m about to reeeee-lay some important deets. As you know, Blue earned the fourth Sealed Envelope today for the Apache Reeeee-lay!

Captain: Very nice.

TJ: It’s all about the wordplay.

Captain: At the moment, White and Blue have two envelopes each.

TJ: And the sports ’n’ spirit points are super-close, too, with a score of 478 and 492—Blue in the leaaaaaaad!

The Hills erupted with Blue team cheers. Jenny leapt to her feet and did a series of celebratory midair splits. Ever since her Hatchet Plan had gone awry, she’d been worried her team would suffer big-time. But no siree! They hadn’t suffered at all! B-B-L, B-L-U-E, Blue team is consequence-free!

Captain: Those numbers are wrong.

TJ: I guess there’s a reason I run a camp and not a school. Apologies, my math is as rusty as a—

Captain [whispering]: No, it’s the Hatchet incident. With . . .

TJ [whispering]: Ohhh! Jenny Nolan. Right. Eesh. How do I break—?

Captain: The Hatchet Hunt is on a two-day freeze for the Blue team only. No more clues until then. We’ve recalculated the scores, taking both teams’ penalties into account. 458 and 442—White is in the lead.

TJ: Totally tubular.

Jenny plopped down on her butt, totally depressed. She could just imagine the chaos in Faith Hill Cabin. Jamie, Missi, and Slimey were probably popping the sparkling cider that Jamie’s mom had brought on Visiting Day. Melman was probably slamming her soccer ball against her creepy Pelé poster. Sophie was probably casting some robot-vampire spell to turn Jenny into a frog.

Jenny counted her lucky stars she wasn’t there. Somehow, her excuse to Scottie—“I have to report to the HC to write apology letters, byeeeee!”—had worked. It wasn’t a total lie. She did have to report to the HC to write apology letters. Just not tonight. Tomorrow night. Jenny figured that when tomorrow night rolled around, she would then explain to Scottie that her apology letters hadn’t been apologetic enough, and she was being forced to endure Punishment Night #2.

Jenny’s pink sports watch randomly beeped: 10:18. She looked toward the lonely dock and sighed. Play Dough wasn’t coming. She’d slipped him a message at dinner, but it was on a paper plate, so maybe he’d just scooped egg salad on top of it and hadn’t noticed. Or he was currently so deep in SING planning with his fellow officers, he couldn’t sneak off. Or, more likely, he just didn’t care what she had to say.

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