The group of teenagers find they share the same love of music. In an improvised jam session, they sing and play guitars, bang on the trunk and completely lose track of time until Jose tells them it’s time to go to bed.
They said goodnight again and went back to their room, talking quietly about their new friends. They were able to settle down between Polly and Caroline, grateful that the other girls hadn’t seen fit to put spiders or something in their sleeping bags. They shook them out well anyway, just to be sure. With a whispered goodnight, they fell asleep.
Something warm and wet trickled down the back of Maddie’s neck. Screeching, she sat up to find Claire standing over her with a cup in her hand, grinning evilly. Polly and Caroline sat up groggily.
“What’s going on in here?” Polly demanded.
“She’s pouring something on me,” Maddie…
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