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“Maybe. Maybe not,” Naomi said. “I’m just saying it’s possible. This Derek guy doesn’t seem to like you—” She looked at Maisie, “—any more than you like him.”

Maisie nodded. “That’s fair.”

“So,” Naomi went on, “he has motive.”

“Wow, you could be a detective!” Sophia noted.

Naomi looked proud as she giggled slightly. “Thanks. I am practicing for when I get a role. Or at least audition for one. What if I landed a police procedural show some day?”

“You’d be so great on it!” Sophia said.

“Sure would be,” Maisie agreed. “And I think you’re onto something. This seemed coordinated. Not random.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Naomi agreed.

Maisie was still pondering it all when she yawned. It caused a chain reaction, with Naomi and Sophia joining in.

“I think I need to go to bed,” Sophia said.

“Me, too,” Maisie said. She sighed. “Maybe tomorrow we can find out for sure who did this.” Her eyes lit up as a devilish smile took over her face. “And strike back.”

The other Littles giggled and nodded.

Tomorrow seemed as if it was going to be very, very naughty.

Chapter Ten

Maisie woke up the following morning, excited for her date with Declan later that night, but also ready to get revenge on Derek and whoever the other snotty Littles were who’d helped him.

After getting ready for the day, she walked with Naomi and Sophia toward the cafeteria. They kept their eyes peeled, weary of another attack.

They breathed a sigh of relief when the trail curved into the large clearing that sent them straight to the center of camp. There were tons of other people around now, so the odds lowered that Derek and his gang would strike.

It wasn’t out of the realm of possibility, though, so they were still vigilant.

“Man, I want to even the score,” Maisie grumbled as they approached the mess hall.

“Me, too,” Sophia said. “That was a brand new dress! Thankfully the camp has a laundry service here, but that string is hard to scrape off once it gets stuck on something!”

“Yep,” Naomi said. “And I loved that outfit! Ugh.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll have our revenge soon,” Maisie stated. “Did you see the classes being offered today?”

“I haven’t looked yet,” Sophia replied.

“Well, along with the usual stuff like crafts and archery and all that, there’s a prank class. And you won’t believe who’s leading it! I’m going to go and get some good ideas.”

The two other Littles giggled with glee as they walked into the cafeteria. The aroma of bacon, eggs, and freshly baked biscuits filled the air, causing Maisie to smile.

Today was going to be a good day. Even if Derek Preston was at Camp Mountainville.

***

A little over an hour later, Maisie, Sophia, and Naomi all sat in the classroom that was housed inside a large, one-room log structure.

There were about thirty other Littles in there and the place looked to be at capacity. A few people were even standing against the back wall. Some sat on the floor.

Chloe strolled down the center aisle that ran between the two columns of chairs and said, “Good morning, campers!”

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