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grimy after that long bus ride. But I’ve got to get this stuff unpacked. And I don’t want to be late. Please?”
    Corky glanced at Kimmy. Kimmy made a funny face, crossing her eyes.
    â€œYeah, sure,” Corky told Hannah. She started toward the bathroom in the corner.
    â€œYou’re a pal,” Hannah said, pulling two pairs of denim cutoffs from her suitcase.
    I don’t believe her nerve, Corky thought angrily. She really thinks she’s a princess or something.
    Corky pushed back the white plastic shower curtain, then bent down to turn on the water.
    First Hannah complains that the other room is too small for her, Corky thought, getting even more annoyed. Then she orders me around like I’m a servant. It’s really
unbelievable!
    She put her hand under the faucet to gauge the water temperature, then turned the knob to make it a little warmer.
    â€œOkay, it’s going,” she told Hannah, returning to the main room.
    â€œThanks,” Hannah muttered distractedly. She was arranging her makeup and other cosmetics on a dresser top.
    â€œWe’d better hurry,” Corky said to Kimmy. She walked to the mirror and pulled a hairbrush back through her straight blond hair. “You ready?”
    â€œIn a sec,” Kimmy replied. She disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
    â€œI guess we’ll meet you in the gym,” Corky told Hannah.
    â€œYeah, fine,” Hannah said, starting to unpack her second suitcase.
    Kimmy emerged from the bathroom. “Don’t take too long,” she warned Hannah.
    Corky followed Kimmy out to the hallway. She closed the door behind her. She heard the latch click as Hannah locked the door from the inside. “Do you
believe
Hannah?” Corky asked as they started to walk toward the elevator.
    Kimmy stopped short. “Oh, no! I forgot the pompoms. Miss Green said she was counting on me to remember them.”
    They both turned and made their way back to the room. “That was a close call,” Kimmy said.
    Kimmy reached for the doorknob.
    But her hand stopped in midair as a scream rang out.
    Both girls froze.
    Another high-pitched shriek.
    It was Hannah, Corky realized at once.
    Hannah inside the room. Screaming in horror.

Chapter 5
“I Could Just Murder Her”

    C orky fumbled in her bag for the room key. Kimmy pounded furiously on the door. “Hannah—whats wrong? Hannah!”
    Her hand trembling, Corky finally jammed the key into the lock and pushed the door open.
    As she and Kimmy hurtled into the room, Hannah came running out of the bathroom, a large maroon bath towel wrapped around her. Dripping water, she pointed an accusing finger at Corky, her eyes wide with anger.
    â€œHow
could
you?” she shrieked in a shrill, high-pitched voice. “How
could
you?”
    â€œHannah—what happened?” Corky demanded, gaping at her, bewildered.
    â€œWhat happened?” Kimmy repeated right behind Corky.
    â€œHow
could
you? How
could
you?” Hannah repeated frantically. “You tried to
scald
me!”
    â€œHuh?” Both Corky and Kimmy cried in unison.
    â€œThe water. It was so hot! I didn’t know. I stepped right in. I trusted you.”
    â€œBut, Hannah—” Corky started.
    â€œLook at my legs!” Hannah screamed. “Look!” She lifted the towel to give the other two girls a better view. “You tried to
scald
me!” she repeated.
    Corky lowered her eyes to Hannah’s legs. Still dripping wet, both legs were bright red from the feet nearly up to the knees.
    â€œBut that’s impossible. I
tested
the water,” Corky protested.
    Hannah glared furiously at Corky. “That’s just so
mean!
I—I—I don’t—” she sputtered.
    â€œThe water probably started coming in hotter after Corky left,” Kimmy said, coming to Corky’s defense.
    â€œReally. I tested it. I did,” Corky insisted, staring at