The Lost Summer by Kathryn Williams

Author:Kathryn Williams
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction - Young Adult
Publisher: Disney Publishing Worldwide

Chapter 9

The first thing my tired eyes saw the next morning was Ruby’s upside-down cherubic face inches from mine. Standing at the head of my bed, she was studying my face intently, perhaps to check that I was still breathing.

“Wake up, sleepyhead!” she cried with that tiny hint of a lisp that was usually adorable, but was, at the moment, incredibly annoying.

I groaned and shut my eyes again. “Ruby,” I said hoarsely, “what time is it? Shhh. Get back in your bunk until Reveille.”

She giggled. “Reveille already blew, silly. You missed Flag Raising!”

I shot up in my bed, fully awake now. “What? What time is it? Really, the bugle already blew?”

“Yes,” Ruby said impatiently.

Sure enough, all around me, my campers were already straightening their shoes under their beds and stepping into the cleanest shorts left in their trunks.

“Are you sick?” Melanie, who also stood by my bed now, asked suspiciously. Since the spider eggs in the chin incident, she and Ruby had been inseparable. Kind of like Katie Bell and I had been once upon a time.

“No,” I said, swinging my creaky body around to stand. From the beer at the bowling alley, my brain felt a couple sizes too big for my head. It didn’t matter, though. Once my initial alarm at having slept through Flag Raising subsided, the memory of the previous night’s kiss seeped through my body like warm water. Brief as it had been, it was the best kiss of my life.

I wanted to kick my legs, grab Ruby in a bear hug, sweep Melanie into a waltz around the cabin, and tell the girls they could have the day off of inspection, because their counselor had officially kissed the love of her life last night. I also thought of running to tell Katie Bell, but the way we had left each other at the Bath the day before stopped me. Instead I sat on the edge of my bed and let the dizziness fade as the girls cleaned up and dressed for breakfast.

Finally, I raised myself from the warmth of the bed and went to my trunk to find something to wear. As I reached for a bathing suit, I remembered it was Field Day.

The campers didn’t know yet because it hadn’t been announced, but that day was one of the biggest at camp. At breakfast they’d be divided into the East and West Teams, according to which side of the cabin they lived on. The teams would compete in a day of relay races and field games, ending in a swim meet and, just before sundown, a mini-marathon. The team that accumulated the most points throughout the day was pronounced the winner. At ceremonies on closing day, that team would select one girl, usually a cubby, who had most embodied the Southpoint spirit at Field Day. She received the Spirit Award, and her name was stenciled in either green or white (Easts were green, Wests were white) by the crafts counselor on a plaque that hung over the Mess door for future generations to admire and revere.

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