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Donovan? She’s like a humongous supporter of the basketball program.”
    â€œIs that so?” said Coach Scofield, happy to have the conversation turn back to a topic that he knew something about: himself.
    Ms. Donovan stood frozen in surprise, so Kat continued.
    â€œOh yeah,” Kat continued. “She’s totally about students being well-rounded. In fact, she was just saying how she’s sure you’ll be putting together a winning team this year and that we should all be at the games to cheer you on.”
    â€œWell, that’s mighty nice of you, Ms. Donovan.” He gave Ms. Donovan a smile that would light up a scoreboard. “I hope to see you at the games too, and I hope my boys don’t disappoint this year.”
    â€œRachel. Call me Rachel.” Ms. Donovan smiled, momentarily forgetting entirely about the shattered pubescent egos strewn around the hallways of Willkie at that very moment.
    While Donovan and Scofield started to play another round of Middle-Aged Mystery Date, Kat turned to Jules and said with a self-satisfied grin, “Spider-Man strikes again!”
    Her smile quickly faded when she spotted Darcy and Zoe emerging from the girls’ locker room with a very excited Kelsey in tow. And Kat, without a single ticket left to give, decided there was only one way to handle it.
    â€œGotta go!” said Kat as she quickly flung her backpack over her shoulder.
    â€œHey, Kat! Wanna go for burgers sometime?” Kyle called after her.
    â€œReally? I would love to! Call me!” she said with a delighted smile before quickly ducking out the nearest exit, much to Zoe, Darcy, and Kelsey’s confusion.
    Jules looked amazed and horrified at what she had just witnessed. She didn’t know what was worse. Her brother asking Kat for a date. Ew. Or Ms. Donovan and Coach Scofield. Seriously?
    Then again, she, Jules, displayed some fairly pathetic behavior herself when Kat had finally given her the invitation. She hated herself for how much she wanted to be invited. And how desperate she had felt the whole day, agonizing over it like all those silly girls at school. She told herself she only wanted to be invited because she was Kat’s best friend, and best friends never leave each other out of anything.
    But as she turned over the pink invitation in her hand and the rhinestones glimmered in the lights of the gym, she had to admit that it did feel good, being one of the chosen ones for a change. She wanted to believe it so badly she didn’t even let herself think about the fact that Kat, who said she had come to the gym to give her the ticket, had no idea Jules was even going to be there.

Chapter 8
For Now Sits Expectation in the Air
    At 9 a.m. Saturday morning, a brown delivery truck pulled up to Kat’s house on Jasmine Court. Kat dashed to the window and watched as the driver struggled to pull the huge box off the truck and onto a dolly. The wheels of the dolly went click, click, click over the sidewalk and seemed to be straining from the weight of the box. The thing was as big as one of those mini European cars that get such good gas mileage that Jules was always rambling on about. Kat’s mother signed for the box and tipped the driver for wrestling that behemoth into the living room. Kat looked from her mom to the box and took a deep breath. Whew!
    Across the cul-de-sac, Jules was still in bed. She had stayed up the night before trying to concentrate on the sonnets for the Shakespeare Club. She was supposed to recite one at the meeting next week and they had to pick another one for the Renaissance Faire, but she couldn’t decide which one.
    She looked from her thick book of poems on the floor to the pink invitation on her desk. The more she thought about the party, the more nervous she became. Which was silly. She’d slept over at Kat’s a million times. But still. Darcy? And Zoe? Really? And a bunch of girls who she didn’t even know,