Kristen Gregory frowned, a crease deepening in her forehead as she surveyed the scene around her. The pamphlet had said that the two week soccer camp was going to be co-ed. But standing there, in her hot pink puma shorts, OCD Sirens t-shirt, and adidas cleats, it had become quite ahb-vious to Kristen that she was the only girl there.
Kristen sighed and fished a pink LG Venus (a present from Dylan, because Gawd knew Kristen couldn't afford a decent phone) from her Pink by Victoria's Secret tote bag. She was just going to have to call her mom and tell her that soccer camp was going to be a no-go. But as she started to dial the number, something stopped her. So what if Massie had declared a boy-fast? It was summer, and there wasn't a member of the Pretty Committee within miles of the place. Alicia was in Spain, Dylan was in Hawaii, and Massie and Kuh-laire were partying it up in Orlando. Kristen had gotten stuck in Westchester all by herself.
Soccer camp was going to be the only fun she got to have all summer. No way was she going to give it up just because she was supposed to be on a stupid boy-fast. And besides, this was the chance of a lifetime! Being the only girl meant she'd have the boys all to herself. And soccer boys were the hottest guys around. Want proof? Just look at David Beckham.