Chapter 10

Brittany and Charlotte dropped me off, and I went inside, after making a deal that Charlotte would pick me up at seven forty, we would pick up Brittany, meet the guys at Starbucks, and then go to school. I have a feeling I am going to be practically living at Starbucks.

I run inside, dropping my keys on the foyer table, and my backpack on the floor.

I go into the kitchen. Pearl and Veronica are in there, making dinner. Adrienne is tasting some things as usual.

"Well, it's nice to know that you haven't forgotten your family here," Mom jokes, coming in. "Where've you been?"

"Oh, me and the gang all went out. It was really fun."

"Well, well. You will have to tell us all about it. Dinner is almost ready. Hurry up now! Get washed up!" Veronica directs me to the the sink. I wash my hands, dry them, and then help take dinner to the table.

Everyone comes down.

We sit, and Dad starts asking the questions.

"So kids, how was school?"

"Oh, you have no idea! It was great!" Adrienne says, very excited.

"Well, let's hear about it."

We all go around, telling how our days went. Turns out that Peter is in the popular crowd for the eleventh grade, and they are trying to set him up with Hayley! I knew they were. Turns out that we have all had someone try to set us up. Everyone thinks that it is great that we are popular, and that I am already invited to a party. Turns out that Peter is invited to the same party. It must be the popular kids party or something. Who knows.

After dinner, I head up to my room. I do my homework, and shower. I get Mom to French braid my hair.

I put on a pair of sweats and a tank top, and head into Peter's room with my math text book to get some help. I remember that he did this kind of stuff last year.

"Hey Peter, I was wondering if you could help me with something..." I says, going into his room.

He is sitting on his bed, surrounded by books and papers. "Wow, think you have enough work?" I ask.

"Supposedly this is light..." he says, shrugging.

"I feel really bad for you."

"Yeah, me too."

"Well, I was just wondering if you could help me with some math problems. I think we went over them in class, but he didn't explain them very well."

"Yeah, sit down."

I climb up next to him on his bed, and show him the problems. He helps me through them, and I soon head back to my room.

I get a phone call a little while later.

"Sophie! Phone!" Mom yells upstairs.

"Coming!" I head downstairs, and grab the phone from my mom. I nod when she motions for thirty minutes tops.

"Hello?"

"Sophie? Hey, it's Brit."

"Oh hi, what's up?"

"Nothing really, I was just calling to see if you talked to Kyle yet."

"Oh yeah, the party sounds like fun."

"Okay, good. Well, I'll e-mail you all the information and everything tonight, okay?"

"Sure, thanks."

"Okay, we have to plan you out."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean?" I hear a sigh. "This is going to a popular kids party. We have to make a good impression with you."

"Okay ... so what goes into that?"

"A lot."

"We are going to have to start from the basics," I hear Charlotte.

"Char?"

"Yeah, hey. It's three way calling, don't you love it?"

"Yeah..." I head back upstairs to my room. "So what is this all about?"

"We are going to have to doll you up, and make sure that you are perfect for the party."

"Sounds good. So what should I wear?"

"Well, what do you have?"

"Anything really. I'm looking at my closet right now. What kind of thing do you want?"

"Well, do you have something sexy but subtle, flashy but conservative?" Brit asks.

"I guess..."

I dig through my clothes. Sexy but subtle? Who are they kidding? I keep looking. "Well, I mean what do you guys want? Do you want a cute little dress that screams 'I'm going shopping in Paris'? Or an outfit that says 'I'm ready to party all night'?"

"How about somewhere in between?"

"Okay..."

I continue to dig. "I think I have an idea. I'll bring it to school tomorrow and show you guys."

"Okay, sounds good."

"Oh, and good luck with Kyle!"

"Bye you guys."

I pull the outfit off its hanger, and put it by my school bag.

I head downstairs, and put the phone back on its charger.

Adrienne is coming downstairs as I go up.

"Who was that?"

"Just some friends from school calling about a party on Friday. Why?"

"Just wondering," she heads into the kitchen.

I shrug, and head back upstairs.

I finish up my homework, get ready for bed.

I finally fall asleep around eleven thirty.