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forgotten to order lunch.
We finally stopped in front of a door with a keypad and waited while Sarah Jane punched in more numbers. The butterflies were back at work in my chest, tapping out Morse code for Are you sure you’re ready for this? There’s still time to escape!
Sarah Jane pushed open the door and held it wide as Kyra and Mel stepped inside. I followed suit, stepping into the secret hideaway of The Cinderella Society.
The ritzy setup looked like a huge, posh boardroom. But instead of catering to corporate-y types in suits, it was just the four of us and Gaby, who was busy laying binders around the giant table.
Warm, shiny wood and big, comfy rolling chairs in lush deep purple suede gave the room an expensive feel while still making the huge space feel homey. Homey or not, the fears from the night before crept in, reminding me I was out of my league. I laid my hand on top of a chair, nervously stroking the soft leather.
“Faux, of course.” Sarah Jane said. “Soft and animal-friendly.”
Vanilla candles burned on a crystal platter down the center of the table, and ornately framed pictures lined the walls. The walls themselves were a soft shade of lavender gray and, upon closer inspection, were covered with photographs of celebrities: classy actresses and pro athletes and Grammy winners. Exactly the kind of women you’d expect The Cinderella Society would consider role models. All positive, all powerful, all dazzling.
Yep. Light years out of my league. A different galaxy even.
I stepped closer to peer at a collection of silver-framed group photos near the door, some of which included Sarah Jane or Kyra or Paige surrounded by other girls. Everyone looked luminous and happy. With some framed Asian graphics for joy, wisdom, prosperity, and harmony, the room was a tribute to girl power.
Gaby waved us around the table, where thick binders awaited us. Sarah Jane led me over to one by her, and Kyra led Mel to another. I reached for the binder.
Sarah Jane stilled my wrist. “Gab?”
“Hang on,” Gaby said, still bustling around the room lighting candles, pulling supplies from shelves, and grabbing bowls for snacks. “We have to wait for everyone else.”
“No worries.” Sarah Jane leaned toward me. “This is Gaby’s first time as Alpha Chair. She’s gonna be great.”
“Alpha Chair?” I asked.
“Sit tight, J.” She looked up at Gaby, who was pouring trail mix into jewel-toned glass bowls. “Did Audrey tell you about the number spike?”
Gaby glanced up, losing her concentration and pouring trail mix on the table. “She has news already?”
“Fourteen,” Kyra said.
Gaby set the bag down with a thump. “That’s double.”
Sarah Jane, Kyra, and Gaby looked at one another, each mulling over the magic number fourteen, while Mel and I exchanged matching looks of cluelessness.
I cleared my throat. “What does fourteen mean?” I asked again, hoping Gaby would shed some light on the mystery. But she seemed as distracted by it as Sarah Jane and Kyra.
Gaby shook her head to clear it, bending to scoop up the trail mix mess. “I guess I’ll have to include that.” She steadied her hands on the table. “As Gwen would say, Game on .”
“Game on,” Sarah Jane agreed.
Chapter Ten
As the other girls from initiation began to arrive, Sarah Jane and Kyra retreated to a row of chairs against the wall behind us. When everyone was seated, Gaby moved to the head of the table and opened a large leather book with a lock on the side like a diary.
“As you probably remember from last night, my name is Gaby Winston. I’ll be your Alpha Chair for the next year. My job is to lead your Alpha-level meetings and get you ready to take the next step in the Sisterhood.
“Since this is your first time back to the Club, here’s the lowdown. This is our meeting place for Cindys only. No one else knows it exists. There are security locks on the outer management entrance and on the door to the Club.
We finally stopped in front of a door with a keypad and waited while Sarah Jane punched in more numbers. The butterflies were back at work in my chest, tapping out Morse code for Are you sure you’re ready for this? There’s still time to escape!
Sarah Jane pushed open the door and held it wide as Kyra and Mel stepped inside. I followed suit, stepping into the secret hideaway of The Cinderella Society.
The ritzy setup looked like a huge, posh boardroom. But instead of catering to corporate-y types in suits, it was just the four of us and Gaby, who was busy laying binders around the giant table.
Warm, shiny wood and big, comfy rolling chairs in lush deep purple suede gave the room an expensive feel while still making the huge space feel homey. Homey or not, the fears from the night before crept in, reminding me I was out of my league. I laid my hand on top of a chair, nervously stroking the soft leather.
“Faux, of course.” Sarah Jane said. “Soft and animal-friendly.”
Vanilla candles burned on a crystal platter down the center of the table, and ornately framed pictures lined the walls. The walls themselves were a soft shade of lavender gray and, upon closer inspection, were covered with photographs of celebrities: classy actresses and pro athletes and Grammy winners. Exactly the kind of women you’d expect The Cinderella Society would consider role models. All positive, all powerful, all dazzling.
Yep. Light years out of my league. A different galaxy even.
I stepped closer to peer at a collection of silver-framed group photos near the door, some of which included Sarah Jane or Kyra or Paige surrounded by other girls. Everyone looked luminous and happy. With some framed Asian graphics for joy, wisdom, prosperity, and harmony, the room was a tribute to girl power.
Gaby waved us around the table, where thick binders awaited us. Sarah Jane led me over to one by her, and Kyra led Mel to another. I reached for the binder.
Sarah Jane stilled my wrist. “Gab?”
“Hang on,” Gaby said, still bustling around the room lighting candles, pulling supplies from shelves, and grabbing bowls for snacks. “We have to wait for everyone else.”
“No worries.” Sarah Jane leaned toward me. “This is Gaby’s first time as Alpha Chair. She’s gonna be great.”
“Alpha Chair?” I asked.
“Sit tight, J.” She looked up at Gaby, who was pouring trail mix into jewel-toned glass bowls. “Did Audrey tell you about the number spike?”
Gaby glanced up, losing her concentration and pouring trail mix on the table. “She has news already?”
“Fourteen,” Kyra said.
Gaby set the bag down with a thump. “That’s double.”
Sarah Jane, Kyra, and Gaby looked at one another, each mulling over the magic number fourteen, while Mel and I exchanged matching looks of cluelessness.
I cleared my throat. “What does fourteen mean?” I asked again, hoping Gaby would shed some light on the mystery. But she seemed as distracted by it as Sarah Jane and Kyra.
Gaby shook her head to clear it, bending to scoop up the trail mix mess. “I guess I’ll have to include that.” She steadied her hands on the table. “As Gwen would say, Game on .”
“Game on,” Sarah Jane agreed.
Chapter Ten
As the other girls from initiation began to arrive, Sarah Jane and Kyra retreated to a row of chairs against the wall behind us. When everyone was seated, Gaby moved to the head of the table and opened a large leather book with a lock on the side like a diary.
“As you probably remember from last night, my name is Gaby Winston. I’ll be your Alpha Chair for the next year. My job is to lead your Alpha-level meetings and get you ready to take the next step in the Sisterhood.
“Since this is your first time back to the Club, here’s the lowdown. This is our meeting place for Cindys only. No one else knows it exists. There are security locks on the outer management entrance and on the door to the Club.
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