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playing a Halloween prank.
    “I think you guys should go on a real date,” Lindsay said. “He obviously likes you, too.”
    Fiona gulped. Madison couldn’t believe Lindsay would say that right out in public, but she did.
    “No way, Lindsay!” Fiona said, embarrassed. “Besides, I’m leaving for soccer camp, and he’s off to computer camp soon. And my mom and dad won’t let me go on a real date. Do yours?”
    “Who’s going to ask me on a real date?” Lindsay asked.
    Madison started to say, “Who wouldn’t?” but she cut herself short. Egg was walking toward them at that exact moment—and Hart was following right behind him.
    “Hey,” Egg said, smiling in Fiona’s direction. “Some of us were thinking about playing volleyball. You want to join in? I mean, all three of you.”
    Madison smiled. “Sure,” she said for the three of them.
    “Cool,” Hart said, looking right at Madison.
    “Yeah, cool,” Egg said, turning to Hart. “That means we’ve got me, you, Drew when he comes back in, Dan, Lance, Chet, Fiona, Lindsay, Aimee, Maddie, Ivy, and Joanie.”
    “Ivy?” Madison said aloud without realizing it.
    “Yeah.” Egg pointed over to the refreshment area. “She and Joanie just got here a little while ago.”
    Fiona rolled her eyes. “Whatever,” she said.
    “What’s the big deal?” Egg asked.
    Fiona shook her head and huffed. Madison and Lindsay let out a little sigh. After so many years of being friends, Madison couldn’t believe Egg remained so dense about their biggest seventh-grade rival. When was he going to learn once and for all that Ivy was the ENEMY?
    Hart was no better. He just smiled. “That’s cool,” he said, having no clue about what was the matter.
    The boys told all three girls to meet them over by the volleyball net on the other side of the beach in a few minutes.
    “Oh-em-gee! Who invited her ?” Aimee asked when she saw Ivy primping and prancing around in her neon bikini top and short shorts.
    “Don’t ask,” Fiona said. “Egg did. Maybe I don’t like him as much as I thought I did.”
    “Could her shorts be any shorter?” Lindsay asked.
    Madison let out a big “HA!” and took her place on the side of the net where she’d been assigned. As fate would have it, Ivy took her own position right next to Madison.
    “I’m so bad at volleyball,” Ivy said, tugging at her top. Madison had a sudden vision of Ivy crashing into the net, into the sand, and losing her top in front of the entire world—only to slink away in shame…
    But that was just a dream. Ivy’s top wasn’t going anywhere. And neither was Ivy.
    The first serves and setups were mellow. Madison’s side—calling themselves the Kings—went ahead by three points. Hart was serving, and even Madison had to admit that he was really good.
    “Way to go, Hart,” she shouted, clapping. It seemed like the supportive thing to do. However, instead of helping, it distracted him. Hart sent his next service directly into the sand with a pow!
    “Way to go, Maddie,” Ivy teased, clapping.
    Madison didn’t say a word as they rotated positions.
    On the other side of the net—calling themselves the Supertanks—Aimee and Fiona jumped around excitedly. Fiona was ready to serve, and she sent the ball soaring over the net with an overhand smash.
    Ivy stepped to the side when it came over, leaving Madison alone to get it back. Madison dove—and missed. She landed face down in the sand.
    “Oh, jeez!” Dan said from behind. “What happened there?”
    Madison picked herself up from the sand and gave Ivy an evil stare.
    And then the same exact thing happened again with the next serve.
    “Get the ball once in a while, Ivy,” Madison said. “Instead of running away from it?”
    Ivy threw her hands into the air. “It was on your side. I didn’t want to interfere,” she said.
    Hart spoke up from behind them. “That really was your ball, Maddie.”
    Madison wanted to run away as soon as he said that. But she