[I didn't think that anyone wanted chapter 8, but since ya'll do, here it is. How did ya'll like chapter 7? You never reviewed it.]

I turned the map over in my hands. "Stanley Yelnats IV, where the heck are you going?"

Stanley glared at me. "Deyna, please don't tell me how to drive."

"You missed the turn-off half an hour ago."

"No I didn't."

ZigZag leaned forward. "Hey, I'm hungry. Can we get something to eat?"

"Yeah, I need to potty," Twitch said.

"I told you guys that we had to potty at the last gas station. Those that didn't listen to me will have to wait."

I rubbed my stomach. "Actually, honey, I need to potty too."

Stanley banged his head against the steering wheel in frustration. He slammed on the brakes, swerved the van around and started going down the unpaved road in the other direction.

"Thank you, honey. That wasn't so hard, now was it?" He grunted.

Two potty breaks and 14 cheeseburgers later, we headed back on the road.

I pointed to the right. "There's the turn-off!" Stanley slammed on the brakes again. He looked at me with a glare. "Sorry, honey. It snuck up on me." I smiled. With a growl, he turned down the road and pulled his hat further down his face.

Okay, so I was wrong when I said that we didn't have problems. But the road is long, who knows?

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At lunch the next day, Summer rolled out the map of holes. Peter stood over her chewing on his sandwich.

"So we got the map, so what? How does it help us?"

"The map tells us where holes have already been dug. We can cross those places off the list."

Haylie looked at the map. "How much of the lake is left?"

"Half of it," Summer groaned.

"Well, that doesn't help much," Jennifer said as she chewed on her cookie.

The water truck drove up and James, the skinny man who had kidnapped them got out.

He walked up to Summer. "Lynn wants you. Come on." He opened the door for her as she got in and they drove off. He dropped her off at Lynn's door and drove back to the holes.

She gulped and knocked on the door. It swung open and Lynn stood there.

"Come in, kid." She walked over to a couch and sat down. "Sit." Summer sank down into a chair, but kept her guard up. "I don't like kids, so I'm going to make this short. A paper was stolen from my room last night and I want you to find it. You seem the smartest of the bunch. If you don't find it, then I will have to take extreme measures against your friends. Do I make myself clear?" Summer nodded. "If you do find it, I want to know the exact location and then you will be rewarded. You will have a choice of anything in my house and it will be yours to keep."

Summer's eyes fell to a pair of snakeskin boots on the floor. "Anything?"

"Yes."

Summer looked up and smiled. "Well, I'd better get to work then."

"You're giving it back to her?" the whole group chorused after Summer had returned to her hole.

"What do you want me to do?" Summer brought out the black book and began to trace the map on a page. "We will give Miss Lynn her precious map back, and I know the perfect place." She smirked to herself as her plan formed.

[Sorry about the short chapter but I have to get off soon and clean my room. I need some advice. I like this guy, and he flirts with me, but I don't know if he likes me and I had my head on his shoulder during the ride back home from camp (I asked first) and he's really cute, and he's younger than me. What should I do? Ask him if he likes me, or just let it go? Help! Yeah, I'm a sorry case, but I've never had a boyfriend before!]