CHAPTER 30 | Holly
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I wake up to sunlight hitting me in the face, and my cell phone frantically buzzing under my pillow. I roll over, peering at the screen. Ellie. In spite of being less than half awake, I smile.
“Hey,” I say, pawing hair out of my eyes. “What’s up?”
“Parker!” she shrieks. “Parker called! She’s on her way to Twelve Oaks!”
I blink. My brain’s too slow to fully understand and then suddenly I get it and sit up straight. “Are you serious?”
“Deadly. She called me while she was on her way. Can we come to Camp Cargo Shorts?”
I start to say yes and stop. After last night, I don’t know where Beau and I stand—actually, that’s not quite true. We’re standing somewhere between Not Good and Holly Is An i***t For Thinking Beau Will Change His Mind. “No,” I say at last, twi
