Chapter Six
"Lola, where are we going, I know when you're lying and this is not the way to the beach or the bonfire."
Eek. Busted.
I looked shiftily at her, hoping that my cute I-got-caught-face would soften her up. Usually, it worked on my blonde, even when she was still my best friend.
Rachel sighed. "I know that face too. What are you up to?"
"Okay, confession. We're not going to the bonfire."
"I figured."
"We arrrrrre going tooooo theeeeee..." I stretched out my words, trying to gain time. What was I supposed to tell her? Make up a little lie? Tell her the truth and hope she wouldn't be mad? What if she thought it was a great idea, but I couldn't actually find the place? This little pamphlet was a nightmare to read. For their insistence on using English, this map was riddled wit
