Fearless by Katy Grant Page A

chest—not a healthy situation at all. I also completely stopped breathing, and that’s not particularly good for long-term survival either. The hands swiveled me around, and I was facing—Rob Thompson.
    â€œRob! You scared me to death!” I hissed at him through clenched teeth. Rob was Eda’s son. He was a Camp Crockett counselor. He was nineteen and more than six feet tall, so he towered over me like a tree.
    Rob laughed at my reaction. He was the closest thing Madison and I had to a big brother. He teased both of us a lot, but me especially, since I’m so much younger than he is.
    Rob’s sandy blond curls were cut short to keep themfrom completely taking over his head, which curly hair can do very easily if you don’t watch it. He wore glasses and had a little bit of acne, but otherwise, he was sort of cute, in a slightly geeky way.
    â€œHey, small stuff—you’re not dancing. The question is why. Insecurities? Lack of rhythm? Bunions?”
    I frowned at him. “I have danced. A little,” I lied. I was pretty sure Rob hadn’t watched me every single second, so how would he know the difference?
    â€œOh, yeah?” His eyebrows went up above the rims of his glasses. “Listen. I’ve personally seen at least two different guys walk up to you. You either turn them down or walk away. That is
cold
, my little sista. Icy. Frosty. Glacial. You can’t be dissing these little dudes like that. You’ll give them a complex. Break their hearts. Crush their souls.”
    â€œWhy don’t you go embarrass Madison now, okay, please? That is, if you can find her. She’s dressed like a shrub.”
    Madison and all the other CATs were busy doing Porch Patrol duty. That meant they walked around outside Camp Crockett’s dining hall with flashlights to make sure nobody went past the dining hall porch. They always made it a big deal by dressing up in camouflage and taping tree branches and leaves to their clothes.
    â€œUh, yeah, nice try to get rid of me. I’ve seen her already. I actually saved her from a vicious woodpecker attack. Certain death loomed before her, had I not been there with my swift reflexes. So now you’re my next project.” Rob propped his elbow on my shoulder and leaned down.
    â€œOkay, small stuff. Look around. These are the finest that Camp Crockett has to offer, I’m sorry to say. Pathetic. Disappointing. Downright sad. But you’re only twelve, so it’s not like you’ve got lofty standards—am I right?”
    â€œI wish I was invisible,” I groaned. Why was Rob torturing me like this?
    â€œEh, sorry. Can’t help you there. My invisibility cloak’s at the cleaner’s. Here’s what I want you to do.” He was still leaning on me. “Name the little dude of your dreams. Point him out. He’s yours. Done deal. I’ll work my magic, and you’ll be paired with him for the rest of this romantic evening.”
    I covered my face with my hands. “This is the worst night of my life.” I ducked out from under Rob’s elbow and tried to walk away, but he blocked my escape.
    â€œJordan. Seriously. You ought to dance. Are you sure you don’t want me to fix you up with someone? How about one of the little dudes in my cabin?”
    At that moment, I happened to see something that made my heart feel like it really had fallen out of my chest. And then someone had stepped on it. It was now all covered in dust, lying flattened under everyone’s feet.
    Because I looked across the dance floor and saw that Ethan was now dancing with Kelly.
    So much for waiting until he came to me. I’d been right all along. He didn’t want to talk to me again. He didn’t like me anymore. He’d had his eye on someone else instead.
    â€œWhat’s up?” Rob asked me, looking across the dining hall to see what it was I was suddenly so focused on.
    â€œNothing. I