Melanie was gone, and so was all of my stuff. My bed, suitcase, and backpack were trashed and thrown in every which way. It was like a child had had a major temper tantrum and thought my stuff was the perfect thing to chuck across the room.

"This is stupid and immature," I said. Liz nodded.

"She has no right to do that to your stuff. She vandalized your stuff, and that's illegal," she said, helping me pick up some of the stuff that was thrown around the room.

Where is she? I thought as I put the last of my stuff away. Luckily she hadn't gotten into anything major important, but she had done enough to tick me off.

"I'm going to go look for her," I said, heading out the door.

"Wait!" Liz called, grabbing my shirt and pulling me back. "That might be just what she wants. Look, I'm no expert on this, but she's being immature. Peter knows that. That's the reason she's mad at you. If you act cool and all, it'll not only impress Peter, but show her that she can't beat you by doing stupid stuff."

There was enough logic in what Liz said to make me stop. I sighed.

"Alright, but if there's another stunt like this soon, I'm telling a counselor." I walked back over to my suitcase and pulled out my sleeping stuff. Then, I headed to the bathrooms, which were located almost directly across from my cabin.

I sighed as I started brushing my teeth. If Melanie kept acting up like this, I was destined to get angry and do something I'd regret later.

I walked out of the bathroom, and headed back to the cabin when I heard someone arguing about something behind the bathrooms.

"That voice sounds oddly familiar," I muttered as I sneaked along the wall and listened to the argument.

"...Trashing her crap isn't enough! You've got to do more than that if you really want to piss her off!" The first voice was definitely a female, and an angry one at that.

"But I don't want to make her angry! You're the one who wants that!" the second voice, also female, retorted. Something clicked inside my head when I realized that voice number 2 had a British accent. And there were only two people at camp with that accent: Davy and Melanie.

"Shut up! Walls have ears, ya know, and we're right outside the girls' bathroom! I don't want anyone to know about this, you got that?" Voice number 1 was doing a pretty good job of yelling softly. If that's even possible.

"Thalia..." Melanie growled. Thalia? She's the one who made Melanie trash my stuff? I've done nothing to her! I thought as I continued listening to the conversation.

"Irina!" I turned my head and saw Liz coming out of the bathroom. I put a finger to my lips and she frowned.

There was silence from Thalia and Melanie. I bit my lip and thought that they might've heard Liz.

"Thalia, I'm not doing this anymore. I'm not mad at her at all. I don't care if she likes Petah," Melanie said.

"Oh, you are so not going there. Ew, no. You can NOT go all sweet and innocent on me," Thalia retorted. "I still have it in for your brother, remember?"

"What in the world..." Liz muttered. She was next to me, also eavesdropping on the other two girls' conversation.

"Leave David out of this!" Melanie's voice rose to a squeak.

"He still needs to pay up for ruining my necklace! That was about $500 bucks, mind you. And he doesn't have the money, and he's busy, and that's why you agreed to pay up for him," Thalia said.

"That makes a lot of sense," I murmured to Liz. She nodded.

I heard Melanie sigh. "Look, I have a lot of stuff in my bags. I can give you something—"

"Nothing will replace that necklace! It was priceless! An antique!" Thalia argued.

"Then why in the world did you bring it to a summer camp? That's about the dumbest thing I've ever heard of!"

"SHUT UP!" Thalia yelled back at Melanie.

That was it for Liz. She brushed past me and walked over to the corner.

"Eliza!" I hissed. She waved her hand and stepped out so that Thalia and Melanie could see her.

"Talia!" Liz crossed her arms over her chest.

I peeked around the corner and then walked out next to Liz. Melanie got noticeably paler when she saw me. It was either that, or the floodlight nearby was casting weird shadows over her face.

Thalia's green eyes looked like they were about to pop. I fought the urge to laugh at the look on her face.

"You... You... You aren't supposed to be out here!" Thalia said weakly.

"Neither are you, hun," I said, smirking. Thalia frowned.

"Well...Uh...Uh...Uh..." she stammered. It was hilarious, seeing the one person you never think would mess up do something like that.

"Thought so. So, it was you who made Melanie mess up my stuff, wasn't it?" I accused Thalia.

"Uh, not exactly... I...Er..." she looked down. "Yeah. It was me." She looked up, narrowing her eyes. "Whatcha gonna do about it?"

"And it was you who planted those rumors about Rina, wasn't it?" Liz stepped forward, blue eyes flashing.

"You could say that," Thalia muttered.

Melanie just stood there, eyes getting wider and wider.

"Melanie, c'mon," I said, motioning to her. She bit her lip and then glanced at Thalia.

"But..." she murmured. I reached out and grabbed her arm.

"I know you don't want to be here. Leave her to wallow in all her snobbery." I smiled a little.

Melanie stood there for a minute. "O-ok," she said finally, looking back at Thalia and then walking back to the cabin with me and Liz.

"I'm sorry I had to trash your part of the cabin, Rina," she said when we got into the cabin, "It's just Davy broke Thalia's necklace yesterday, on accident, and then he had to do some stuff with the guys, and he doesn't have any money with him, so I told Thalia I'd repay her for the necklace. Then, when she found out I was mad at you, she thought it would be a great opportunity to make someone else miserable and not have any blame fall on her. So, she said that you were a... You know...And made everyone think I was the one who said that, and then she told me to throw your stuff everywhere. By then I wasn't angry at you, I was just ticked off at her. And then, when I told her so, she got angry, and...Well, you know the rest."

"It's ok... Just as long as you don't hang out with her anymore," I said.

Melanie smiled a little. "Trust me; I won't."