Chapter 9: Skunk Problem

A day at Camp Beaver Hill was high energy. Arts and craft stations were all over the place. Campers were dressed in bright colors, running around on their way to different activities. I found my way to the sandbox where the beach volleyball nets were set. Khloe was standing there with another girl and two boys. "Hi," I waved, joining them. Khloe gave me a one-over, "Do I know you?" She looked annoyed that I would even approach her. "I'm Millie Ripley," I introduced myself again, "a co-counselor. I'm supposed to be helping with the volleyball-" "Yeah, we don't need you anymore. We actually preferred the girl who replaced you yesterday, so we'll be keeping her." "What should I do then?" "Does it look like I care?" No. They turned their backs to me and continued their conversation. I stood there for a second before I fully registered that they were serious. The