explained. She popped a cinnamon heart into her mouth.
“So?” Nina said. “What if someone else catches them first?”
Claire bit down on the heart. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. “Stop being so superstitious,” Layne said. “A stupid candy heart can’t predict your future.”
Claire couldn’t believe how well Layne knew her. It was borderline creepy.
“How cute,” Dylan huffed. “Not only do you live together but you date together too.”
“It’s simply ha-darbole.” Kristen rolled her eyes.
The girls walked up to the Virgins counter and ordered a round of Low-Fat Lovers. Claire attempted to pay, but Sage simply waved her hand. Claire shrugged, then stuffed her crumpled five-dollar bill back in her pocket. Friendship with Massie Block certainly had its benefits.
“Thanks for the freebies, Sage,” Massie said loud enough for the girls on line to hear. She took a long sip of the frothy fruit shake. “Ahhhh. Dee-lish! You know, I would actually consider paying for these. Not that you’d ever want me to, right?”
“Uh, of course not.” Sage was always so ah-nnoyingly calm, no matter how hard Massie tried to rile her up.
“Here’s to the Love Struck dance and my Cupid Award, of course.” Massie raised her juice in the air.
“Cheers,” the girls said as they clinked cups. Massie worked her vacant runway-model stare as she led her friends through the crowded Café, flaunting her free drink like a complimentary purse that had just been hand-delivered by Karl Lagerfeld.
Layne leaned over and whispered in Claire’s ear, “Hey, how romantic would it be if you had your first kiss with Cam at the Love Struck dance?”
Claire was overcome by the spicy smell of jalapeño but loved the idea so much, she didn’t even flinch. “Brilliant!” she whispered back. “And you can kiss your boyfriend, Eli, the same night.”
Layne made an “ew” face. Claire wondered if she had caught a whiff of her own breath.
“I’m done with him. He wears more makeup than I do, and I’m a little over the morbid skull-and-crossbones jewelry he wears. I think I need to be with someone a little more positive, especially as we get closer to spring.”
Nina interrupted. “You know, I am quite an archery expert. I’d be happy to give you lessons. My father taught me how to shoot a bow and arrow when I was a kid. It’s the sport of royalty, you know. And Daddy always told me I was going to marry a king.”
“Yeah, King Kong,” Massie said.
Claire and Layne were the only ones who laughed.
“That would be
meowsea
!”
“I’m sorry, I do not understand this word,
meowsea
.” Nina looked confused.
“Awesome!” Kristen explained. “It would be awesome. The second the guys see my short hair, they’re going to run as fast as they can to get away. I need some serious target practice.”
“And when they see my fat butt coming, they’ll—”
“
You’re not fat!
” everyone shouted together.
Dylan pinched an inch of skin on her belly and pointed to it with her free hand. “Tell that to
her
.”
“We need all the help we can get,” Kristen confessed.
“Great, then how about Friday after school?” Nina’s back was to Massie, Claire, and Layne.
“Uh . . .” Kristen and Dylan hesitated. They must have been thinking about what Massie had done to Alicia when she’d tried to make plans during one of Massie’s Friday night sleepovers.
“Uh, is there any other night we could do it?” Dylan asked.
“Yeah,” Massie chimed in. “Friday nights I host a very exclusive VIP sleepover party, so that won’t work for them.”
Claire popped a cinnamon heart in her mouth and tried her hardest not to bite it. But the increasing tension was making it very difficult.
“What’s wrong?” Nina flipped her ponytail and leaned closer to Kristen and Dylan. “Can’t you make your own decisions?”
Claire bit into the candy and felt the spicy rush of cinnamon burn her tongue.
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