by C.J Duggan
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It was Ellie's laughter that sent me in the opposite direction of the toilet blocks. I found her near the swimming pool talking to a couple of tall boys with towels draped around their necks, smiling down at Ellie.
"Tess! Come and meet Wes and Mark."
I didn't want to meet Wes and Mark. I just wanted to get to the shed, and I wanted Ellie in tow.
I offered a pleasant enough smile as I turned to Ellie. "They're waiting for us."
"Oh, right!" Ellie agreed (thank God!).
"Do you guys wanna come to a party?"
"Uh, Ellie, I don't think we're in a position to invite people," I whispered.
"Oh, it'll be fine." She waved me away, which really got my back up.
"Half of Onslow will be there, and the boys are staying at the caravan park anyway, right?"
I knew exactly what she was up to, and I did not like 'Operation Make Stan Jealous' one bit.
"Whatever! Do what you want, I know you will anyway," I snapped and walked off without so much as a backwards glance.
I loved Ellie, but she sure could infuriate me sometimes.
