things,” Madison said. “The thing is, I started out keeping real files of pictures of clothes, sunglasses, cool shoes, temporary tattoos and stuff like that, like from all the teen magazines.” Madison showed Fiona the stacks of colored folders, “I cut stuff out and keep it in folders and I organize it all by categories so if I need to make something like a card I know where to look and find it.”
“You are so organized.” Fiona gasped.
“I guess so,” Madison tilted her head to the side. “I like to make stuff. Actually, I LOVE to make stuff. And I really like being organized.”
“Can I see what you’ve got?” Fiona asked.
Madison shrugged, feeling a little protective. She really wanted to show off all her stuff—including the files of Madison Finn. But she decided at the last minute that it was much better NOT to share. The files were super-secret, after all.
Fiona didn’t ask again. She didn’t push.
“Files are SUCH a good idea. I need to get organized in a BIG way,” Fiona continued. “I still have all these boxes to unpack from our California move! Plus, my Mom and dad expect me to be like a straight-A student in junior high. They have me like on the advanced placement list at all the Ivy League colleges already.”
“College?” Madison gulped.
“Dad says it’s right around the corner,” Fiona said. “He is like this super achiever and I think he expects me and Chet to be the same way. And since Chet is such a lump, I guess that leaves me. I have to do well for the both of us.”
Madison couldn’t believe Fiona was giving so much thought to college. It was five years away! Still, she admired the fact that Fiona wanted to do well in school. Madison took the same kind of pride in being a top student.
“Hey, Madison, you should store our makeover picture in a new and improved Fashion File,” Fiona joked, hitting a few computer keys. “Forget Harvard and Princeton! We can be maw-dells!”
“You really could be a model, you know,” Madison said earnestly.
Fiona laughed so hard, she spit. “NOT!”
Madison decided to save the picture of them as “blondie twins” as a screen saver. She’d e-mail it to Fiona, too, later.
Fiona walked back over to the photo of Egg. “You know, Madison, I really, really, really would love to meet your friend.”
“Egg?” Madison gawked. “You may change your mind when you see him up close, Fiona. He’s like a real wrestling freak and—”
“I like sports!” Fiona squealed.
Madison laughed. “Can I ask you a question?”
Fiona shrugged.
“Have you ever kissed a boy?”
Fiona smiled coyly. “Yeah.”
“A lot?”
“Well, I have kissed two different boys.”
“Two? But …” Madison couldn’t believe it. “Tell me everything.”
“Well, it’s really no biggie.”
“TELL ME!”
Fiona thought for a minute.
“There was this guy I was in totally in love with in California and we were boyfriend and girlfriend for a year. His name was Julio and we saw each other at the beach for this school volleyball squad and then we saw each other every single Thursday for a year. In the beginning we were just like smiling at each other. But this one time after a scrimmage, I got a point in and he grabbed me and kissed me, right there in front of everyone.”
“Were you embarrassed? I would have been so embarrassed!” Madison shuddered.
“I was embarrassed by the fact that everyone started clapping and hooting. But whatever. I was secretly hoping he would do it again. It wasn’t a long kiss, the first one, but it was nice.”
“Did he kiss you again?”
Fiona dropped her head. “Yeah. A lot.”
“So what happened to you guys?”
Fiona frowned. “He kissed my friend Claire, too. A lot.”
“Uh-oh.” Madison made a face.
“Yeah. It was bad.”
“What about the other guy?”
“Okay, when I kissed that guy it was just a dare. Maybe it doesn’t count exactly, but it was a dare and I kissed this eighth grader, Clark
“You are so organized.” Fiona gasped.
“I guess so,” Madison tilted her head to the side. “I like to make stuff. Actually, I LOVE to make stuff. And I really like being organized.”
“Can I see what you’ve got?” Fiona asked.
Madison shrugged, feeling a little protective. She really wanted to show off all her stuff—including the files of Madison Finn. But she decided at the last minute that it was much better NOT to share. The files were super-secret, after all.
Fiona didn’t ask again. She didn’t push.
“Files are SUCH a good idea. I need to get organized in a BIG way,” Fiona continued. “I still have all these boxes to unpack from our California move! Plus, my Mom and dad expect me to be like a straight-A student in junior high. They have me like on the advanced placement list at all the Ivy League colleges already.”
“College?” Madison gulped.
“Dad says it’s right around the corner,” Fiona said. “He is like this super achiever and I think he expects me and Chet to be the same way. And since Chet is such a lump, I guess that leaves me. I have to do well for the both of us.”
Madison couldn’t believe Fiona was giving so much thought to college. It was five years away! Still, she admired the fact that Fiona wanted to do well in school. Madison took the same kind of pride in being a top student.
“Hey, Madison, you should store our makeover picture in a new and improved Fashion File,” Fiona joked, hitting a few computer keys. “Forget Harvard and Princeton! We can be maw-dells!”
“You really could be a model, you know,” Madison said earnestly.
Fiona laughed so hard, she spit. “NOT!”
Madison decided to save the picture of them as “blondie twins” as a screen saver. She’d e-mail it to Fiona, too, later.
Fiona walked back over to the photo of Egg. “You know, Madison, I really, really, really would love to meet your friend.”
“Egg?” Madison gawked. “You may change your mind when you see him up close, Fiona. He’s like a real wrestling freak and—”
“I like sports!” Fiona squealed.
Madison laughed. “Can I ask you a question?”
Fiona shrugged.
“Have you ever kissed a boy?”
Fiona smiled coyly. “Yeah.”
“A lot?”
“Well, I have kissed two different boys.”
“Two? But …” Madison couldn’t believe it. “Tell me everything.”
“Well, it’s really no biggie.”
“TELL ME!”
Fiona thought for a minute.
“There was this guy I was in totally in love with in California and we were boyfriend and girlfriend for a year. His name was Julio and we saw each other at the beach for this school volleyball squad and then we saw each other every single Thursday for a year. In the beginning we were just like smiling at each other. But this one time after a scrimmage, I got a point in and he grabbed me and kissed me, right there in front of everyone.”
“Were you embarrassed? I would have been so embarrassed!” Madison shuddered.
“I was embarrassed by the fact that everyone started clapping and hooting. But whatever. I was secretly hoping he would do it again. It wasn’t a long kiss, the first one, but it was nice.”
“Did he kiss you again?”
Fiona dropped her head. “Yeah. A lot.”
“So what happened to you guys?”
Fiona frowned. “He kissed my friend Claire, too. A lot.”
“Uh-oh.” Madison made a face.
“Yeah. It was bad.”
“What about the other guy?”
“Okay, when I kissed that guy it was just a dare. Maybe it doesn’t count exactly, but it was a dare and I kissed this eighth grader, Clark
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