Chapter Fifty-Two
Landon "God, this is so stupid, don't you think?" This is what Beckham asks me as we head off into the woods. We've been talking more after the whole kissing mess, as if standing in the freezing rain and pretending to have romantic feelings for each other bonded us together somehow. She hasn't brought up Justin again, either, which I greatly appreciate. I don't mind it being almost-friends with Beckham. She's smarter than most of the people at camp; even though she likes Xavier. Which is just poor judgment, in my opinion. "Yeah," I respond, clambering over a lichen-covered boulder. "Searching for missing campers is so inconvenient." "Don't even pretend you're enjoying this." She stomps down on a branch, severing it in half, then picks up the straighter half and re-purposes it as a wal
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