Hailey rushed into my room a few minutes after Peter left.

"I'm so sorry, but I really needed to take the swim test. They were gonna make me wait another week to take the test," she explained apologetically.

"It's ok. Peter came, and—"

"Wait, PETER came? What about the nurse? Oh, please say that she came, too," Hailey said as she rushed over to my bed.

Miss Carson came in just then. Hailey groaned and banged her head on the bed.

"What's wrong, Miss Kinly?" Miss Carson came over to the bed and knelt by Hailey.

"Peter came in here to take over for me. I thought Liz said she was gonna do it!" she wailed.

I frowned. "What's the huge problem, Hailey? I don't see anything wrong with—Oh."

Miss Carson frowned a bit too. "Why did Peter come in and take over when you said you were going to watch Irina?"

Hailey bit her lip. "Well, they wouldn't let me take the swim test tomorrow and I was going to have to take it next week if I didn't take it today. So, Eliza said she'd take over here for me, and then she sent Peter in!"

"But we didn't do anything! You know Peter ain't that kind of guy, Hailey!" I reached over and touched her arm.

She lifted her head and looked at me. "Sorry," she apologized, "It's just that I know how much trouble boys can be sometimes, and I..." She trailed off and stared out the window next to me.

I tried not to roll my eyes at her overreaction. I mean, not even Miss Carson was acting like it was a big deal.

"I trust you and Peter, it's just some of the other girls, like that James kid... Um, Thalia, was it?" Miss Carson said. She checked my ankle and then told me and Hailey that it was fine, and I had nothing to worry about.

Hailey was still freaking out over the whole "Peter and Rina" fiasco. She was starting to get on my nerves, and that's never a good thing. Don't ever get on Irina Eliana Gonzalez' nerves.

Miss Carson left, saying she had other kids to attend to. I wondered who they might be.

"So all he did was sing?" Hailey asked me about Peter.

I nodded. "Yeah, and we talked about a few other things."

"Like what?" Her eyes got a little wider and I sighed.

"Music, books, life," I replied.

"As long as nothing really intimate happened."

My mouth flew open. "Hailey! Good grief, you remind me of my mother!"

She sighed. "I'm sorry. I just have a big sisterly instinct."

"Like, you consider me your younger sister?"

"Kinda. Though you're only a few months younger."

"What about Liz? She's older than me."

"But she's a week younger than I am." She smiled a little.

"What?"

"Nothin'. Just remembering something." She shook her head a little and then started talking about her little sister, Reagan.

Reagan sort of sounded like my sister, Carrie. Carrie was annoying, tomboyish, moody, and a lot like me. Though she was always a little brat, I still loved her.

"Hello? Earth to Rina!" Hailey waved her hand in front of my face.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. Guess I zoned out or something," I apologized.

"'S okay. I do it a lot," she said.

"So... I'm bored now." I looked at my hurt foot in disgust. If I wasn't hurt...

"Oh my gosh! I've gotta go. It's third period! I'll wait for Tina outside, 'kay?" Hailey was suddenly jumping around frantically and looking out the window.

"Ok, you go ahead," I told her. She rushed out the door and I heard her yelling something like, "Tina! Tina, Peter was in there alone with Rina!"

I sighed. Whether or not Hailey realized it she had a horrible gossiping streak in her.

Tina walked in just then.

"Hey, Rina. I heard about the thing with Peter. Of course, Hailey probably blew it outta proportion. She did, didn't she? What really happened?" She pulled a chair up to my bed and we talked until Liz walked in with a tray of food.

"Delivery for Miss Irina Gonzalez!" she sang out. I grinned.

"Oh, it's lunchtime already?" Tina asked, standing up from her chair to help Liz get my food.

Liz nodded and placed the tray on the table next to the bed. Tina set the drink down on the table and spun around to look at the door.

Peter and his friends were standing there and singing.

"Hope you get better soon, Rina! Hope you get better today. Hope you get better, dear Rina! Hope you get better today." Mike and Peter grinned and bowed. Micky pretended like he was some great singer at a concert. Davy imitated Micky.

"Y'all are too much!" I yelled out at them, grinning.

Since Peter was the only one allowed in the cabin, the other three guys crowded around the window next to the bed as Peter walked into the cabin.

"You are feeling better, right?" Mike asked.

I nodded. "Yeah; I think I'll be able to walk again in a couple days."

"Good." He stepped out of the way to let Davy jump up and try to talk. He was so short that it was nearly impossible for him to see through the window without jumping.

"Hope-You-Get-Better-Rina-And-Thanks-For-Getting-The-Bat-Out-Yesterday!" he said when he jumped up.

"The bat was no problem, honest. Don't you guys have to go eat?" I asked. The three guys nodded and said bye, and Tina said she had K.P. duty, so she left. Liz and Peter claimed they'd already eaten, so they stayed behind to keep me company.

"Y'all are really good friends," I said.

"Naw. We're all really enemies," Liz told me sarcastically, flopping down on her bed.

"Huh?" Peter frowned in confusion. Obviously he didn't catch the sarcasm in Liz' voice.

"She's joking, Peter," I explained. His confusion cleared as he just said "Oh."

"Peter!"

We looked towards the door and saw a brown haired boy standing at the door.

Sometimes I wish that we didn't have to have the screen door closed and the wood door open... I thought as Liz and Peter went to the door.

"What is it, Wayne?" Peter asked.

"They're looking for you in dodgeball," the brown haired boy said. He glanced at Liz and then back at me.

Then, he looked back at Liz, eyes raking swiftly up and down her body and then shifting back to Peter.

One, he just checked Liz out; two, he's gotta be in one of Peter's classes; three, they must be starting organized group activities now. Huh. That was fast, I thought.

Peter nodded at Wayne and then turned back to me. "Guess I gotta get going. See you later, Rina." He waved at me and Liz and then left.

"I got permission to stay in from the activity today!" Liz spun around and sat down onto her bed.

"Hooray!" I grinned.

"So, are you into him or what?" she asked right off the bat.

"What the heck! Liz, I hardly know him, and why do you care anyways?" I asked in surprise.

She shrugged. "Well, we're 16, and I can't think of much else to talk about."

I sighed. "Well..."

She grinned. "I can tell! You totally like him!"

"Do not!" I felt my face turn red in embarrassment.

"Do too! You like Peter!" she sang out.

I frowned and stared forward. "Fine. I like Peter. But what about you and Mi—"

Liz got this weird look in her eyes and suddenly said , "So, have you read and more of the book?" She pointed to the "Lord of the Rings" book she'd loaned me earlier.

"Oh, well, I haven't had much time... Hailey hacked my ears off and Tina was talking and then y'all came, so... Not much time!" I answered, a little confused at why the sudden subject change.

"Oh, yeah, Hailey went on and on about how you and Peter were alone in the cabin together. She's a little... Ugh, what's the word?" She snapped her fingers as she tried to think up the right word.

"Busybody?" I offered. She shrugged.

"Close enough."

"You don't really like her, do you?"

"Well, you should've seen her yesterday! She went on and on and on about 'how hot Mike is'. It was thoroughly weird." She grimaced a little at the memory.

"You know, I honestly am starting to think that she's more of a closet girly-girl then she acts," I suddenly blurted. I immediately felt guilty. I hated gossiping, but that had just slipped out. It was what I thought, though.

Liz, however, just brushed it off, saying,

"I think you're right."