Pranked by Katy Grant

the beds and hung the robe up with the other clothes. Then we ran out the door, crashing right into Jordan and Molly coming back from their riding lesson.
    â€œWhat’s with you?” Molly yelled at us, jumping out of our way.
    â€œNothing! Sorry!” Reb yelled as we ran down the line.
    â€œOver here.” Reb led us to some bushes between Cabin 4 and Solitary. We could see the showers from here, but we were kind of hidden from anyone walking by.
    â€œIs she still in there?” Jennifer wondered.
    â€œOf course she is,” Reb said. “Nobody’s seen a naked streak go by at a hundred miles an hour, have they?” We all laughed at the thought.
    Jennifer gave us a sly look. “How is she going to get out of there?”
    Reb shrugged. “She can just waltz right out the door anytime she wants. It’s not like we locked her in there. Anyway, this is a girls’ camp. Big deal if she’s naked.”
    Jennifer snorted. “Reb, you know Miss Modest is never coming out of there without a towel on. She’ll stay there till Closing Day if she has to.”
    â€œJennifer’s right. Maybe we should give them back now,” I said. I have to admit—it had been a huge rush to steal them in the first place, but now . . . well, there was really no way for her to get out of the shower unless we gave them back.
    â€œOh, good idea,” Reb said, “and then let’s beg her forgiveness for short-sheeting her and flying her underwear up the flagpole.”
    â€œWell, how long should she stay in there?” I asked. I’d let her call all the shots.
    â€œShhh, someone’s coming,” Reb said. “It’s Erin.”
    From our hideout, we could see Erin walking down the line, and as she passed the showers, she stopped and looked around. We could tell that the door to Shower 2 had opened a little, and Erin was talking to the person hidden inside. Then she looked around and walked away.
    Jennifer stared at us. “She’s leaving her in there?” she whispered.
    â€œDon’t count on it. She’s probably getting her a towel,” Reb said.
    She was right. Five minutes later Erin was back, carrying a baby blue towel just like the one that had mysteriously disappeared. Then Melissa came out of the shower stall with the towel around her. Her wet hair was plastered against her head, and her ears stuck through it. She looked even more pathetic than usual. Well, at least she’d gotten out of there. She was really only stranded in there a couple of minutes.
    Melissa and Erin were whispering together. “I don’t know! I didn’t see them!” I heard Melissa say. They went to the cabin.
    Jennifer sighed. “Too bad. Fun’s over.”
    â€œNot quite. It’s probably just beginning. Let’s go.”
    Back at the cabin, Reb burst through the door. “Hey, cabinmates, what’s new?” Melissa was rummaging through her open trunk, still wrapped in the towel. Molly and Jordan were on Side B, acting extremely interested in their card game.
    Erin stood by the door and frowned at us. “Melissa was taking a shower, and somebody stole her robe and towel.” She looked at us like, Quit being such jerks . Erin was way too mature to ever play any pranks like ours. I felt stupid in front of her.
    â€œReally?” Reb gasped, all shocked. “Your things were stolen! That’s terrible! Hope you had name tags in them. We’ll keep an eye out for them.” She had her hands behind her back, and she looked all concerned. “What’d they look like?”
    Melissa slammed her trunk closed and gave Reb a killer look. “Well, it just so happens—I found both my towel and my robe when I got back.” She waved to where we’d put her stuff away. She was trying to sound sarcastic, but her voice was all quavery.
    â€œNo kidding? Maybe you just forgot to take them with you,