"Oh, yeah," you replied. "That's a great idea." But your mind was already racing, trying to figure out a way to turn this to your advantage.
Pearl started to unpack her bags of supplies, and you could see that she was really taking it seriously. She hung streamers from every bunk and taped clusters of balloons around the door. "I've got lights, too," Pearl declared, holding up a string of sparkly bulbs. "I'm gonna get the ceiling."
With a swift grin, she leaped up one-handed to catch hold of the narrow wooden beams and swung into the rafters. "Ha!" she cried in triumph as she righted herself again. "What?" she said, as she caught you watching. "It's fun!"
Well, that's something you didn't know about your co-counselor. Apparently Pearl's a bit of a thrillseeker.
You followed along while Pearl decorated, waiting for an opportunity to do something to make you look better than her. Then, when you spotted Ms. Martin walking by Cabin 12, you saw your chance. You stepped out onto the wooden steps to hang some streamers on the outside of the door frame, and called back in, "That looks great, Pearl! Thanks for helping me out with this idea."
You caught a glimpse of Ms. Martin's approving smile—and didn't even care that Pearl was glowering when you went back into the cabin. You did what you were planning to do.
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