“Do you know what this is?” she asked. “A bad example of how to accessorize?” Liberty joked. “It’s a camping backpack. You’re all going camping tomorrow as soon as we get you suited up for it. I know it’s a Monday, but you all have the day off from school while your teachers have an inservice day.” Bria raised her hand. “Camping? You mean like sleeping in the woods, where there are bugs and snakes and wild animals?” “And Bigfoot!” Gracie chimed in. “Then you’ll all just have to stick together to survive, won’t you?” their coach replied. “I’ve spoken with all your parents and they approve—although, Bria, your mother insists you study for your science test. I told her I’d make sure you bring a flashlight with extra batteries.” “Great,” Bria groaned. “Can hardly wait.” “I don’t actually own any camping stuff,” Rochelle spoke up. “I don’t do camping.” “Well, you do now. I gave your mothers a list and sent them off shopping. You’ll need canteens, hiking boots, sleeping bags …”
