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question, from CaptainPony,” Miko said, leaning forward to read the screen. “‘Have you found out who is going to be on the coveryet? Are you still each getting to ask that person a question?’ We still have no idea, but the photo shoot is scheduled for tomorrow, so keep checking back. When we know, you’ll know!”
“So that’s about all we have to report for tonight,” Ivy said. “Tomorrow we’re due back at
City Nation
at nine AM, and we’re prepared for anything. Whatever happens, we’ll be sure to keep all of you in the loop. Until then, New York hellos from your favorite
4 Girls
.”
Tally blew a kiss, and Miko and I waved, then Ivy got up and switched the webcam off.
“Cool,” she said. “I think that went well.”
“It did,” I said. “Though I feel like I sound funny when I talk on camera.”
“Oh no, you sounded like a pro!” Tally reassured me.
“Mmm, if you say so,” I answered. “Wow, I’m really exhausted.”
“We should all get some sleep,” Ivy said. “I was serious when I said we have to be prepared for anything tomorrow. It’s going to be a long day, and we all have to be at our absolute best.”
Ivy went to say good night to her mother. I yawned, changed into my pajamas, and crawled into bed. I was only too glad to get some rest, but my mind was racing from all the crazy excitement of
City Nation.
The faces of Garamond and Constantia and Bob and Vicky and Helvetica herself floated through my mind.
Be prepared for anything
, I told myself. I was running one hundred different versions of what “anything” might be when I finally fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
• chapter •
8
“Now, the thing with a photo shoot day is it’s all about the schedule, but we almost always end up off schedule,” Mrs. Scanlon explained to us as we walked out of the hotel still munching on our breakfast pastries. “And one of the things that happens more often than you think is the person we are supposed to be shooting is late or misses a flight and can’t make it at all. But Garamond has just texted me that she’s arrived in the office safe and sound.”
“So now can you tell us who it is, Mom?” Ivy said.
Mrs. Scanlon smiled as we stopped at the corner to wait for the light. “It’s Quincy Vanderstan.”
Tally gasped and smacked both hands over her mouth.
“Quincy Vanderstan?” Miko said. “Wow!”
I had to agree. WOW indeed.
Quincy Vanderstan was the It Girl of the Year. She had rocketed to fame recently as the plucky and beautiful sidekick in
The Time Lord
, a popular sci-fi show. She had been in two feature films since then, both shot this year, and now it seemed her face was everywhere.
“And we’re really each going to get to ask her a question for
4 Girls
?” I asked, dodging out of the way of a man with a briefcase shouting into a cell phone. It was morning in Manhattan, and everyone was rushing to work.
“That is still the plan,” Mrs. Scanlon said. “What we’ll be doing first is going to a pre-shoot meeting. While Quincy is being fitted in wardrobe and having her hair and makeup done, we go through the checklist for every department, right down to making sure lunch is taken care of. There’s nothing like waiting until the last minute, only to discover that the person doesn’t eat meat or can’t stand fish. We have to make sure everything is set. You’d be surprised how many times we get ready to go and find something really basic has been forgotten. Once we had a big shoot scheduled in Central Park. Fourteen models, three photographers, over a hundred dresses. But no one got a permit from the city to do the shoot—they shut us down. That’s basic stuff, but somehow it slipped through the cracks. You’ll see all the departmentsreporting in, except for the people working to get Quincy ready.”
I tried to take in everything she was saying, but my mind kept going back to Quincy Vanderstan. What question should I ask her? What did I even have
“So that’s about all we have to report for tonight,” Ivy said. “Tomorrow we’re due back at
City Nation
at nine AM, and we’re prepared for anything. Whatever happens, we’ll be sure to keep all of you in the loop. Until then, New York hellos from your favorite
4 Girls
.”
Tally blew a kiss, and Miko and I waved, then Ivy got up and switched the webcam off.
“Cool,” she said. “I think that went well.”
“It did,” I said. “Though I feel like I sound funny when I talk on camera.”
“Oh no, you sounded like a pro!” Tally reassured me.
“Mmm, if you say so,” I answered. “Wow, I’m really exhausted.”
“We should all get some sleep,” Ivy said. “I was serious when I said we have to be prepared for anything tomorrow. It’s going to be a long day, and we all have to be at our absolute best.”
Ivy went to say good night to her mother. I yawned, changed into my pajamas, and crawled into bed. I was only too glad to get some rest, but my mind was racing from all the crazy excitement of
City Nation.
The faces of Garamond and Constantia and Bob and Vicky and Helvetica herself floated through my mind.
Be prepared for anything
, I told myself. I was running one hundred different versions of what “anything” might be when I finally fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
• chapter •
8
“Now, the thing with a photo shoot day is it’s all about the schedule, but we almost always end up off schedule,” Mrs. Scanlon explained to us as we walked out of the hotel still munching on our breakfast pastries. “And one of the things that happens more often than you think is the person we are supposed to be shooting is late or misses a flight and can’t make it at all. But Garamond has just texted me that she’s arrived in the office safe and sound.”
“So now can you tell us who it is, Mom?” Ivy said.
Mrs. Scanlon smiled as we stopped at the corner to wait for the light. “It’s Quincy Vanderstan.”
Tally gasped and smacked both hands over her mouth.
“Quincy Vanderstan?” Miko said. “Wow!”
I had to agree. WOW indeed.
Quincy Vanderstan was the It Girl of the Year. She had rocketed to fame recently as the plucky and beautiful sidekick in
The Time Lord
, a popular sci-fi show. She had been in two feature films since then, both shot this year, and now it seemed her face was everywhere.
“And we’re really each going to get to ask her a question for
4 Girls
?” I asked, dodging out of the way of a man with a briefcase shouting into a cell phone. It was morning in Manhattan, and everyone was rushing to work.
“That is still the plan,” Mrs. Scanlon said. “What we’ll be doing first is going to a pre-shoot meeting. While Quincy is being fitted in wardrobe and having her hair and makeup done, we go through the checklist for every department, right down to making sure lunch is taken care of. There’s nothing like waiting until the last minute, only to discover that the person doesn’t eat meat or can’t stand fish. We have to make sure everything is set. You’d be surprised how many times we get ready to go and find something really basic has been forgotten. Once we had a big shoot scheduled in Central Park. Fourteen models, three photographers, over a hundred dresses. But no one got a permit from the city to do the shoot—they shut us down. That’s basic stuff, but somehow it slipped through the cracks. You’ll see all the departmentsreporting in, except for the people working to get Quincy ready.”
I tried to take in everything she was saying, but my mind kept going back to Quincy Vanderstan. What question should I ask her? What did I even have
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