There was only one way to keep her quiet, and it wasn’t this. Maxine sighed, when she’d signed up to the Good Times Camp she’d imagined that they’d be having good times. It appeared she was wrong.
“Rayleen, Jacob’s going to keep screaming at you until you stop singing, so just stop, alright.”
At her words the other fell silent, “I was just trying to have fun.”
The trio looked around the deserted auditorium; if there was any fun here it was invisible.
“This sucks; I think we need to do something.” Jacob announced, “And I have an idea.”