Danny’s POV
"Please, please, please!" Karissa whined.
We were out shopping for my prom attire, even after I had told them I had a dress planned already. But this time, Karissa wasn't fussing about fancy frills on lace skirts or the consistencies of eyeshadow in a NAKED palette.
Her eyes were pinned to the display of summer vacation discounts. It advertised a campsite off to Mayfield for three days on a first-come first-serve basis. Her face told me she was already thinking of a swimsuit and some colourful beach umbrellas to take there.
"We can ask everyone once we get home," Judy said.
"I've never went camping before," Asha said.
"It’ll be your best outing yet. Just watch," Karissa said, grinning.
When we went home – finally – something delicious was swimming in the air. The boy
