Courtney walked along the shore, sadly singing to herself.

“That’s beautiful,” a voice said.

Startled, Courtney stopped singing. She looked at the girl with blue-streaked hair standing in front of her. “Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

“Hey, I know you,” Erika said.

Courtney nodded. “We met on the dock.”

“Right! When I was trying to make the boat…the wrong boat, that is.”

“Wait—you’re the one who’s supposed to be at Camp Pop?” said Courtney.

Erika nodded. “And you’re the one who’s supposed to be at Camp Royalty!”

The girls laughed.

“We could just switch camps,” Erika suggested.

Courtney thought it over. After what Sloane had just said, maybe switching was the right answer. “I don’t see why not,” she said.

It was settled. Princess Courtney would return to Camp Royalty. Erika would join the other pop stars at Camp Pop. They would both be where they belonged. So why were they still standing there?

Courtney thought about all she had accomplished at Camp Pop. With the help of her friends, she was breaking out of her princess shell. It was fun to just be herself—without all the rules of royalty! How could she leave that feeling of freedom behind?

Erika understood. Her life on tour was always so lonely. She had never felt like she truly belonged anywhere—until her time at Camp Royalty. Giving that up would be so hard!

“You know,” Erika suggested, eyeing Courtney, “we could always not switch camps. Keep things the way they are…”

Courtney was relieved. As bad as things were, she knew she could count on her friends at Camp Pop to help her through. “True. There’s only a week left,” she agreed. “See you at the sing-off, then?”

Erika grinned. She looked as relieved as Courtney felt. The girls hugged goodbye and went to find their friends.