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Out at nine thirty, straight after you hear the Curfew Kazoo,’ she added, pulling an instrument from her pocket and tooting a silly tune.
    ‘Rule Number Three,’ said Bush. ‘No one is allowed out of their hut after we blow the Curfew Kazoo. If you want to go to the toilet in the night, you’ll need a Pee-pee
Pass-out.’
    ‘If you’re caught outside after Lights Out without a Pass-out,’ said Bunny, ‘you’ll have to do the Poo-wiggly-wig Wipe-up.’
    ‘Llewellyn, the security guard, and his guard goose, Gwyneth, patrol the camp after dark,’ continued Bush. ‘And let me tell you, you don’t want to meet gruesome
guard-goose Gwyneth on a dark night in the forest. She’s as cranky as a frog in a sock!’
    Bunny nodded. ‘Too right, Bush! The competitions start this arvo, right after lunch, with a woodland bottom-shuffle relay race.’
    At that moment an excited yelp burst from the girls’ side of the room.
    ‘DANNY!’
    All faces turned to stare at a girl waving frantically in Danny’s direction. She wore a crimson jacket and her bright red hair was twisted into two tight pigtails.

    She pointed at Danny and squealed, ‘That’s my boyfriend!’
    Danny’s tummy did a somersault and his toes curled up inside his socks. He ducked down, his face burning, as all faces swivelled round to stare at him.
    ‘I don’t believe it,’ he hissed at Matthew. ‘It’s Sally Butterworth!’

    ‘We met in Spain last summer,’ Sally yelled to everyone. ‘And we’ve got the world record for kissing in a tree!’
    ‘Woooooooooooooooooooo!’ whistled the other kids, laughing with delight.
    Danny looked for somewhere to hide, but he was stuck. Bunny blew hard on her owl whistle – HOO-HOOOOOO! HOO-HOOOOOO! – and the room fell silent once again.
    ‘What a rip-snorter of an idea for a competition!’ she laughed. ‘Maybe tomorrow you two can show everyone how it’s done!’
    ‘No way!’ shouted Danny, scrunching up his face. ‘I’m allergic to girls. They give me spots.’ He pulled his jumper over his head, trying desperately to
disappear.
    The powwow finished with Bush and Bunny teaching the kids the camp song and holding a competition to see who could sing it loudest:
    ‘Always eat when you are hungry.
    Always drink when you are dry.
    Always wash when you are dirty.
    Always smile and never cry.’
    ‘The Gobsmacking Girls are first on the scoreboard!’ yelled Bunny. ‘I say we definitely won that one!’
    When it was over, Danny and Matthew tried to sneak from the wigwam, but Sally Butterworth was too quick and ambushed them by the entrance.
    ‘Silly-billy-dilly-dally-bing-bang-bong,’ chirped Sally, smiling at the boys. ‘I didn’t know you’d be here.’
    ‘Silly-billy-dilly-dally-bing-bang-bong,’ said Danny, trying to ignore the grins of the other boys as they pushed past.
    There was a small dark-haired girl standing just behind Sally. ‘This is my best friend, Vicky Wilmott,’ she said. ‘Vicky’s brilliant at maths, just like you Matt.
She can do really hard sums in her head.’
    ‘143,967,552 multiplied by 3,718,’ said Danny.
    Vicky frowned, and stuck her tongue out the corner of her mouth while she worked out the answer.

    ‘535,271,358,336,’ she replied.
    Matthew pulled a calculator out of his coat pocket, and tapped in the numbers. He gaped at Danny. ‘3.6 seconds, and she’s right,’ he said. ‘Cool!’
    ‘19,674,887 divided by 7,833,’ said Danny.

    Vicky screwed her face up once more. ‘2,511.79459.’
    ‘Mega cool!’ gasped Matthew.
    Sally linked Vicky by the arm. ‘You beat me at football last time we met,’ she said to Danny. ‘This time, I’m not going to be on the losing side.’ She
smiled dangerously, and with a swish of her bright red pigtails flounced out of the wigwam.

Welly Wars
    Everyone returned to the Wygol-y-wigwam for lunch. Danny pulled off his muddy wellingtons, dropped them in the boys’ boot zone by the