~ The Next Day ~
Amelia and Annabelle had told their friends about the "Stage Fighting Lake Incident." Amelia's friends agreed that it was Annabelle's fault, while Annabelle's friends agreed it was Amelia's fault.
That night, Annabelle's bunkmate, 12-year-old Scarlett, heard about a some campers who were hosting a Poker game in theEvita cabin. She told Annabelle about it. Annabelle, who happened to be a pretty skilled card player, having only lost three Poker games in her entire life, decided to check it out. She and her cabin mates gathered up all the objects they'd be willing to wager and headed to the Evita cabin.
When Annabelle and her bunkmates arrived at the Poker game, they found campers from all different cabins hanging out and playing cards.
Amelia was starting to deal in new players for the next game when she saw Annabelle walk through the door. She stopped and glared.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Little Miss Pushy-Shovey, eh?" she said through gritted teeth.
"You falling into the lake was not my fault, but you are entitled to your own opinion," Annabelle said calmly, making Amelia even more annoyed.
Annabelle strode through the crowd of girls and stepped up to the table that the deck of Poker cards was on. She smirked and dropped a small drawstring purse full of quarters onto the table. She took two brand new bottles of nail polish out of her pocket and placed them onto the table as well. She pulled a few crumpled dollar bills, a California keychain, three Pintendo GS games, two Japanese erasers that were shaped like hamsters, and some unopened tubes of lipgloss out of her other pocket and added them to the pile of objects that people had wagered on the table. She smirked and raised an eyebrow.
"Here's what I'm betting. So? You gonna deal me in or what?" she questioned, pushing her stuff towards Amelia.
Amelia struggled and took of her white baseball cap with a red maple leaf embroidered in the front. She added the hat to the pile. Her contribution to the betting pool also included a pair of aviator sunglasses, a pack of hair ties, a pack of bobby pins, an old phone case, and four pin-on buttons. She deftly shuffled the cards with her nimble fingers and dealt an even hand of cards to each Poker player.
After an intense, tension filled game, Annabelle wins.
~ The Next Morning ~
Annabelle and her friends were eating breakfast in the dining/mess hall. Amelia passed them and saw that Annabelle was wearing the hat she had won in last nights Poker game. Annabelle caught Amelia staring and gave a quick, subtle smirk. Amelia stomped away and went to her friends' table.
"I hate that girl!" an annoyed Amelia exclaimed, plopping her tray down next to Josh. She angrily shoved a piece of toast into her mouth. "That was my favorite baseball cap!" she said between bites of toast. She aggressively chewed her food.
"You shouldn't have bet your hat if you didn't want to risk losing it," Josh stated.
"Well, I was certain I'd win!" Amelia snapped, giving Josh a dirty look.
"Maybe you should be a little less cocky next time," Amanda suggested.
Amelia just frowned and continued eating in terse irritation.
Once breakfast was over, the campers had fifteen minutes of free time before their first class of the day began.
Annabelle and her cabinmate, Rowan, took advantage of their free time, using it to get ready for their Advanced Ballet Class.
Both girls had to follow strict guidelines for what they could wear to ballet class. They had the option of wearing either a black or pink leotard, and they could choose between wearing white, nude, black, or pink tights underneath their leotards. Depending on their level of advancement, they either had to wear pink ballet slippers or pointe shoes. Their hair was required to be worn in a bun that was tightly secured.
Annabelle choose to wear her black leotard with straps that crisscrossed in the black with a pair on pink tights. Rowan wore a pink halter-top leotard with a pair white tights. The two girls helped each other out their hair up into ballet buns that sat neatly on the crowns of their heads.
The girls decided to go to class early, so they can stretch at the barre.
Amelia noticed Annabelle and Rowan walking out of their cabin. She decided that this was the perfect opportunity to steal her baseball cap back.
She peeked into the cabin through a window and saw that it was empty. She texted her cabinmates, asking them to help her prank the Phantom of the Opera cabin.
A few minutes later, Amanda, Cece, Rena, and Phoebe showed up in front of the Phantom cabin.
"The cabin is completely empty. What do you say we play a few pranks on Phantom friends?" Amelia suggested mischievously.
She was met with enthusiastic approval from her cabinmates, and everyone started spitting out prank ideas.
The girls finally decided to short-sheet each bunk.
Amanda, whose first class was Advanced Ballet, pulled a bobby pin out of her meticulously neat bun and used it to pick the cabin's lock.
The girls giggled as the entered the cabin. Cece, Phoebe, and Amanda got to work, short-sheeting all the bunks. Rena was the lookout. Amelia located Annabelle's monogrammed duffel bag and searched inside of it, hoping to find her hat. After a few minutes, she finds the baseball cap buried in a pile of dance clothes.
"Yes!" Amelia cheered triumphantly, putting her cap on.
Amelia's glory was quickly interrupted by an ear-splitting shriek.
Everyone whipped around towards the source of the shriek.
"There's a snake!" Rena exclaimed, pointing to a small garter snake. She had been on the cabin's porch, keeping an eye out for anyone who might catch them pranking the cabin.
"Oh, it's just a little garter snake. Don't worry. It's totally harmless," Cece explained.
Amelia started to smirk. She walked over to the snake and picked it up. She climbed onto Annabelle's bed and slipped the snake into the girl's pillowcase.
"Nice!" Phoebe complimented with a devilish grin. She and Amelia high-fived one another.
Amanda checked her watch and notified everyone that they had five minutes to get to class.
The girls gave each other high-fives, then they left the cabin, locking the door behind them.
Since they had back-to-back classes that day, no one in the Phantom cabin discovered what the Evita cabin did until they were it was bedtime.
"Whew! I am exhausted! I can't wait to get into bed and sleep until morning!" Annabelle told her cabinmates.
"Tell me about it!" Carrie agreed.
The girls tried to get under their sheets, but they couldn't.
"Someone short-sheeted our beds!" announced Scarlett.
"I know exactly did it!" Annabelle grumbled with a scowl.
The annoyed girls muttered about the Evita cabin as they fixed their sheets.
Once Annabelle had climbed into bed and fixed her sheets, she was finally ready to go to sleep. She laid her head on her pillow and felt something move. She screamed.
"What!?" exclaimed the cabin counselor, Christine.
"My pillow just moved!" Annabelle screeched.
She let out a blood-curdling scream when she saw a snake slither out of her pillowcase. She started freaking out, flailing and trying to get away from the snake. Unfortunately, she was too focused on the snake, and she didn't realize how close she was to the bed rail. The snake slithered towards her, and she jumped back, falling over the railing. She landed with a thud.
Everyone in the cabin gasped. Christine ran over to Annabelle and helped her up. She asked if she was okay, and Annabelle nodded.
"Some guard rail...that one reeeaaally worked...a job well done," Annabelle grumbled sarcastically.
She said she was fine, but Christine insisted on taking her to the camp infirmary just to be on the safe side, so that's where they went. Scarlett dealt with the snake. She fearlessly picked it up and calmly put it back outside.
About half an hour later, Annabelle and Christine returned. Annabelle had a bag of ice, and her wrist was wrapped up in an ACE bandage. It was sprained.
Annabelle was certain that Amelia was behind the snake in her pillow case.
The next day, Annabelle vowed revenge on Amelia and also the Evita cabin as a whole.
At lunchtime, the Phantom cabin girls gathered in front of the Evita cabin to exact their revenge.
Sierra and Sienna set about TP-ing the cabin with ACE bandages. They would've used toilet paper, but they wanted to pay homage to Annabelle's sprained wrist.
Carrie and Rowan started piling the Evita cabin girls' bags outside, while Scarlett threw them onto the roof.
Annabelle replaced the Evita playbill flag with a makeshift Phantom of the Opera flag. The makeshift flag was made out of Annabelle's Phantom of the Opera t-shirt, which was tied to a stick.
Once the cabin was covered in ACE bandages and all the bags were on the roof, Annabelle tossed the Evita flag onto the roof for good measure.
The girls admire their handiwork, high-five each other, then run to the dining/mess hall to catch the last twenty minutes of lunch.
Later that afternoon, Amelia, Phoebe, and Amanda had a free period, so they headed back to their cabin to change and relax before their next class.
"I cannot wait to get it of these sweaty dance clothes!" Phoebe said. She and Amanda were coming back from their upper-level lyrical dance class.
"Well, I can't wait to get these character shoes off! My feet are killing me!" Amelia said. She was coming back from her Advanced Musical Theater class.
"It looks like both of you are gonna have to wait," Amanda stated. Phoebe and Amelia looked at her, confused. She pointed to their cabin.
Phoebe and Amelia turned their heads towards their cabin. Their mouths dropped open.
Their cabin was covered in ACE bandages. Their bags were on the roof. And, blowing in the light breeze, was a makeshift flag that prominently displayed the Phantom's mask.
"Oh, no, they didn't..." Phoebe whispered in shock.
"Oh, yes. They did," Amelia said through gritted teeth.
After forty-five minutes, Amelia, Phoebe, and Amanda got almost everyone's bags off of the roof.
Amelia, the most nimble, was designated as the one who would climb onto the roof and throw the bags down. Being the bold, fearless girl she was, she agreed — but not before she took a ton of pictures on her phone, so she could show the other girls in her cabin.
Neither Amanda nor Phoebe had a problem with Amelia leaving Lana's bags on the roof. Lana was the cabin's Mean Girl. No one really liked her.
The tree girls cleaned up the outside of their cabin and put their flag back in its rightful place.
They spent the rest of their free period scheming and coming up with a plan to get their revenge on the Phantom of the Opera cabin.
Later that night, when they were certain all the other cabins were asleep, Cece, Amelia, Amanda, Phoebe, and Rena snuck out of their cabin and headed to the Phantom cabin.
They thanked their lucky stars that Eva, their cabin counselor, was no longer staying in their cabin, since cabin counselor a only slept in their cabins for the first few days of camp.
Amanda picked the Phantom cabin's lock, and she and her cabinmates silently crept inside and got to work.
The next morning, Annabelle was the first of her cabinmates to awake, as usual. She sat up and yawned, groggily looking around her cabin, which unbeknownst to her, had been booby-trapped and rigged the previous night by the Evita cabin.
Annabelle went to climb down from the top bunk and felt something sticky on the ladder. She paused and rubbed her fingers together, examining syrupy substance on them. She smelled the substance. It was honey.
"Oh, good one, Amelia. You sure got me their time," Annabelle sarcastically muttered under her breath. Rolling her eyes, she finished climbing down the ladder and started navigating her way through the lowlight to get her shower stuff.
Annabelle walked into a wire that was attached to the side of a box. She heard the sound of cardboard tearing and looked up. The force from her walking into the wire pulled on the wire that was stuck to the side of a box, making it rip off. The box, which was located in the cabin's rafters, contained water balloons filled with vegetable oil.
Annabelle was trying to make out the thing she saw in the rafters, unable to see it clearly in the dim light that the rising sun provided. Before she could figure out what was up there, water balloon started raining down on her. She flinched, trying to dodge the bombardment of water balloons. The balloons broke on impact, splattering vegetable oil everywhere when they hit the floor. The floor became so slick that Annabelle could hardly move without sliding around. She flinched at another falling balloon and slipped, falling onto her side. She groaned as a full-sized balloon full of oil fell on top of her, covering her head-to-toe in slimy oil.
Amelia and her cabinmates, who had been spying into the cabin from a window, were trying as hard as they could to stifle their laughter.
"HEY EVERYONE! WAKE UP!" Annabelle yelled.
Her cabinmates awoke with a start and stared at her.
"Guys, the entire cabin is booby-trapped," Annabelle warned. She carefully stood up and started slowly walking toward the center of the cabin, where the fan with a light cord was. She kept her eyes peeled for more traps and wires. She jumped up to pull the light cord but missed and grabbed the fan cord instead, turning the fan on. It started to snow feathers all over the cabin. Annabelle jumped up again and pulled the light cord, turning on the light that was attached to the fan.
As the room filled with light, she and her cabinmates saw the true extent of the rigging done by the Evita cabin.
There were wires everywhere. There were so many wires, most of which crossed over each other and overlapped, that it was impossible to decipher which wires were rigged to what booby-traps. The only wire-free area was the path from the door to the ceiling fan.
Everyone in the cabin gasped.
Annabelle slipped again, accidentally activating a hidden wire that dropped a terrifying zombie mask inches away from Rowan's face.
Rowan screamed. She tried to carefully get out of bed, but her ankle got caught on a wire that caused several buckets to douse the wire-free path in vegetable oil. Annabelle was further drenched in oil, since she had been right underneath the fan.
Just sitting up in her bed caused Scarlett to trigger a wire that had been loosely draped over her chest. She inadvertently pulled at it while sitting up, causing a bucket of bright red non-toxic body paint to spill all over her.
"Looks like Scarlett really is scarlet," Amelia quipped, making her cabinmates giggle as they continued to watch the chaos.
The twins, Sierra and Sienna, had their hair laid straight out, dyed with temporary spray-on hair color, then saturated with hairspray so that it was rock-hard and stood up on its own. Sierra's hair was dyed neon pink, while Sienna's hair was dyed an electric blue color.
Carrie thought that she had been spared, but she didn't have her glasses on, and she walked into a wire. She ended up with an entire bottle of maple syrup being poured on her.
Amelia and her cabinmates could no longer contain themselves, and they burst into laughter.
Marjorie, the director of Camp Hippodrome, passed by as the Evita cabin girls were laughing and high-fiving each other.
The girls stopped laughing when realized Marjorie was headed towards the Phantom cabin's door.
"The bucket!" they exclaimed simultaneously.
Amelia dashed to front of the Phantom cabin and jumped in between Marjorie and the door.
"You DO NOT want to go in there!" she nervously warned the camp director.
Marjorie informed Amelia that there were surprise cabin inspections that morning and instructed the girl to move out of the way.
"I'm serious. You really don't want to go in there. They found a snake in there and made a huge mess while chasing it away. It looks like a tornado hit the cabin," Amelia lied. She quickly glanced up at the full five gallon bucket that was balanced precariously on the door frame. It was rigged to spill oatmeal made with lake water all over the person who opened the door.
Marjorie ignored Amelia's warning and tried to brush past her and reach for the doorknob.
Though it was only a split-second, Annabelle saw Amelia glance up at the bucket. She looked up and saw it. She stuck her head out one of the windows that was next to the door.
"Actually, Marjorie, we were just doing some last-minute tidying up in here. There weren't any snakes in here, at least, none that I know of...unless someone put one in here..." Annabelle told the camp director with a subtle smirk. She slid in between the door and the screen door and encouraged Marjorie to enter the cabin. Unfortunately, she slipped in the vegetable oil and fell forward, pushing the screen door open.
The bucket of lake water oatmeal dumped its contents all over Amelia and Annabelle.
Marjorie gasped.
Amelia and Annabelle jumped up and scrambled into the cabin in an attempt to lock Marjorie out from the inside. Their frantic scrambling was no match for the oil on the floor, and the began sliding down the wire-free path. They ran into a giant inflatable sack of flour, which exploded, coating the entire cabin in a layer of white powder.
Marjorie's eyes narrowed into slits.
"YOU TWO!" she screeched angrily. She pointed to Annabelle and Amelia, "YOU'RE GOING STRAIGHT TO THE ISOLATION CABIN! NOW!"
Holy cow, this was a long one! As always, thank you for reading and don't forget to review! :)
