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toppling him and sending my glasses sliding off one ear. Alex let out a victory whoop that brought all the team members out of the woods. Our team closed around us. But all I could think about was that I had Seth in a bear hug. His arms were around me, holding me up. Or was I clinging to his neck for dear life?
    Our hearts beat so hard that I couldn’t tell whose was louder.
    “We did it.” He smiled up at me, his hands splayed on the small of my back.
    “Yeah.” My cheeks burned. But I was too happy to be as embarrassed. “You were pretty great.”
    “And you’re pretty.” His eyes searched mine before he slid my square frames back in place. “Especially with these on, like a cute librarian.”
    My mouth fell open. Whoa. Then our friends rushed us, pounding Seth on the back, hooting and hollering.
    The counselors tried to keep order but we dissolved into a dog pile, laughing and cheering. Someone elbowed me in the jaw and someone else sat on my foot. I lost my sneaker. But I still felt Seth beside me underneath all the weight of our happy friends.
    “Watch those glasses,” he called over Trinity’s head, which had somehow ended up between us. “Kind of fond of them.”
    I glowed for an hour after that.
    Eventually, we celebrated our victory on the picnic tables outside the mess hall with a contraband take-out pizza that—rumor had it—Julian sprang for. Apparently Bam-Bam had looked the other way when some of the boys snuck into the administration building to order it from a landline since we only had access to our cell phones for an hour on Sundays. And now, as the sun set on an awesome camp day, I tried my best not to get the cheese tangled in my braces.
    “So, girls.” Julian sat down between Alex and me while the fireflies danced in the brush nearby. “Did Seth really use a drop toe hold on Buster or did he wuss out and kick him in the groin?”
    From across the table, Seth threw a wadded-up napkin at his friend.
    “You think I’d know what a dropped toe looks like?” Alex asked, eating up the attention more than the pepperoni pie. “Get real, dudes. If you wanted to see the show, you should have put yourself in the winner’s circle like me and Lauren.”
    She looped an arm around my neck.
    “Oh, please!” Vijay protested from his seat next to Seth. “You were Hannah’s prisoner. You couldn’t even help.”
    “Well, I saw it.” I put my pizza down, wanting to be sure Seth got full credit. Please, God, don’t let me have strings of cheese hanging off my braces .
    “Spill it, Lauren.” Julian smiled with warm brown eyes and picked up his walking stick, waving it like a wand. “I can compel you to tell the truth.”
    I looked across the table at Seth and that unspoken connection leaped to life again, just the way it had earlier today when we’d been in the woods and I’d known instinctively that he wanted me to take out Hannah. Right now I felt …
    Approval.
    Seth liked me sticking up for him.
    Encouraged, I filled everyone in on Seth’s impressive moves. He really could make his father’s wrestling team someday … but he was more interested in pinning bugs than competitors. If only his dad wouldn’t pressure him to follow in his footsteps.
    “Anyway,” I concluded, “it’s like Seth yanked Buster’s leg out from under him and—boom!” I remembered how the ground shook. “He brought him down.”
    I glanced back to Seth and the grateful look in his eyes made me warm all over.
    Alex shoved our plates aside and leaned in front of me, elbows on the table. “Then he leaped over Buster to grab the flag.” She grabbed the orange bandana from where we’d laid it on the table.
    When she waved it in the air, we all cheered again. Everyone was practically hoarse, but who cared? We’d won.
    “I couldn’t have gotten it without Lauren, though,” Seth said when we quieted down. He slid the bandana out from where Alex had laid it between pizza boxes. “I vote she keeps the flag