Her new friends came to investigate what was taking so long.

Mackenzie kept pulling on the lid. It had to open. That rusty old lock couldn't last foreve-

"Hey Mackenzie!" said a familiar voice.

That made Mackenzie feel a lot more worried. She slowly turned and saw Lauren approaching.

"What's taking so long? We almost have the net ready!" Lauren said cheerfully.

Mackenzie gulped. This was bad, she was now isolated from her swimsuit, and her new friend was right there. One or two wrong moves and she'd be revealed. She needed a plan to protect her modesty.

On one hand, she could point out the chest to Lauren. It could give the needed distraction to get away. But she would feel bad about ditching a new friend. In fact... Lauren seemed nice... maybe she could help Mackenzie.