"That's it!" Lauren shrieked. Her spoon clattered onto the table. "Christian, you're a genius."
"I know," he said with a grin, leaning back in his chair
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and then pretending to frown. "I was wondering when you were going to notice."
"You're brilliant!" She clapped her hands together.
"You're right and all, but..." Christian frowned. "Is it because I remembered the day we went to the Japanese Tea Garden? It wasn't that long ago, you know."
"No, no. It's because you've given me the perfect idea for Congé!" Lauren was practically squealing with excitement. She was going to save the day! The S. Society would be beaten! The Ashleys would be forever in her debt!
"Conj...what?" Christian shook his head. "Oh, you don't mean that day trip thing you're always obsessing about?"
"It's much more than a day trip, " Lauren told him. She reached for her phone and speed-dialed Ashley. Congé was coming up very soon; eleventh-hour brilliant ideas like this couldn't wait. "Hello?"
"You're going to go to the Japanese Tea Garden?" Christian looked bemused. He also looked kind of irritated that she was making calls to her friends when she was out with him. Oh well. He didn't realize the vital importance of this!
She blabbed everything to Ashley in a huge rush.
"And my father could fly everyone in, no problem. He goes to Japan for business every two weeks, and he knows a ton of people. He could fly in a whole lot of real-life geishas
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and really expensive silk kimonos for everyone, and all the makeup, and everything.
"It'd be like playing dress-up, but in a really amazing way. We could have sushi chefs there to prepare all the food, and maybe even have a dance competition in the afternoon, once everyone was all dressed up and had time to rehearse. The winning girl could get a free trip to Kyoto to see the cherry blossoms! And we could film it all and broadcast it on Your TV! What do you think?"
"Not bad at all." Ashley sounded impressed! She really did! "I think we may have a winner here. It's much more original than going to Great America for the day."
"You think?" Lauren felt wave after wave of happiness ripple through her--though maybe it was just the effects of too much ice cream.
"Of course!" Ashley scoffed. "Everyone's already been to Great America. Roller coasters--big deal. This is much more sophisticated. I want to have first pick of the kimonos."
"Of course," Lauren assured her. "And I'm sure the teachers will like it too, because we'll all be learning something. "
"Whatever!" Ashley always said that learning was for people who couldn't afford to pay full tuition at the colleges of their choice. "I'll call the others and let them know the good news, okay? You get started on booking everyone."
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Lauren turned off her phone and beamed at Christian. Everything was all wrapped up in a perfect silk-bowed parcel. She'd come up with a killer idea and now she was back in Ashley's good graces at last.
"Thank goodness." She sighed. "Ashley is so into the idea."
"Can we talk about something else now?" Christian asked, swallowing the last bite of ice cream.
"Okay. But you know, I'm just so glad that Ashley thinks--"
"Who cares what Ashley thinks?" Christian demanded. The tone of his voice startled Lauren--he sounded really fed up. "We were talking about stuff you and I want to do. Together. Or at least, I was talking about that. Maybe you were just thinking about Ashley and A.A. and Allie--"
"Lili!"
"Whatever her name is. It sounds like you care more about what they think than anything I have to say."
"That's not true!" she protested.
"Really? I don't know if I believe that." Christian looked really mad. He scratched at his dark blond hair. "Maybe you shouldn't be spending so much time with a guy who doesn't understand all the nuances of life at Miss Gamble's."
He was just mocking her now. Lauren bristled.
"I can't believe you're being so awful."
"I can't believe you 're being so awful," he retorted. "Let's just go, okay?"
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"Okay!" Lauren started pulling on her coat, trying to choke back tears. They'd been having such a good time, and suddenly they were arguing. And the timing couldn't possibly be worse: Christian's mother had invited her to their house for a big family lunch tomorrow, something she'd been looking forward to for ages. Why couldn't he be more reasonable? Tonight she'd finally managed to get back IN with her girls--and now she was OUT with her boy.
This was so unfair. Couldn't a girl have both?
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27 LILI DOESN'T LIKE BEING SECOND BANANA
W hat about lauren?" asked A.A., flopping onto Lili's vast carved Chinese bed--and obliviously pushing a half dozen of Lili's carefully arranged silk cushions onto the floor.
"What about Lauren?" Lili shrugged dismissively. Now that Lauren the Spy had discovered what the S. Society was up to, she was back in Ashley's good books--and Lili couldn't help feeling a bit insecure.
Lauren was the one who found out about Great America; Lauren was the one who had the exciting alternative plan. Lili had always come up with the ideas for Congé before. Okay, so maybe she'd been a bit busy with Max, but given enough time, she would have come up with something great, as usual. She didn't like Lauren stealing all her thunder.
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A.A. exchanged looks with Ashley, who had commandeered Lili's Aeron chair and was playing with the controls, whizzing up and down. "Sunday lunch with her what's-his-name. Crispin. Christopher. Chip..."
"Christian. His name is Christian. You know, we could have had the meeting later."
"No, we couldn't." Lili bustled around the room, handing out copies of Lauren's Japanese Tea Garden idea for Congé. Lauren had e-mailed the plan to her this morning, at Lili's request.
"How long is this?" Ashley sighed, paging through the document that Lili had printed out in her father's home office. "It's, like, War and Peace!"
"This was the only window I had available today," Lili told A.A., trying hard not to snap. "I have to set up for a party at Chinese school later this afternoon," she continued, "and my ISEE tutor is here this evening." Acceptance into Miss Gamble's high school was competitive and not guaranteed to students in the elementary school. But Lili had her sights even higher: She was determined to go to boarding school back east.
"I'm so glad I don't have your life," groaned A.A., her voice muffled by the cushion she was nuzzling. "All I have to do tonight is make sure there aren't pizza crumbs all over the white carpet before my mom gets back from L.A. We're not
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supposed to eat colored food in the living room."
"Anyway," said Lili, shaking her stapled sheaf of notes, "we needed to meet right away, because there are some very serious matters to discuss. First, how do we deal with this Great America booking made by the S. Society?"
"No problemo," sang out Ashley. She twirled in her chair, feet (yellow Tory Burch Reva flats, charcoal Wolford hose) sticking straight out. "I have it all under control. My father's already called Great America. Well, he had his people call their people."
"On a Sunday?"
"They're open on weekends, duh! Apparently, someone had put down a deposit for every day for the five days Congé could possibly be, to close the park for a private group on forty-eight hours' notice."
"Damn!" A.A. looked forlorn. "What are we going to do?"
"We don't have to do anything. My father already has. He's paid the full fee up front."
"What--you mean for every one of those days? To totally close Great America to anyone but us?"
"Even better," Ashley said with a wicked smile. "The official reason for closing the park is so they can do emergency maintenance on some of the rides. If they don't do the maintenance, people might be killed, yada yada yada. They'll return the S. Society's deposit, and nobody will be any the
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wiser. The S. Society won't be able to
go around pointing fingers at us and crying foul. They'll only find out tomorrow morning, just before we submit our Congé proposals. Whatever we submit, that'll be the only proposal. We win!"
"Hang on--why can't we just submit Great America as our idea, then?" Lili frowned, but Ashley shook her head.
"Apparently they said they'd either have to honor the original booking or close the park completely for the week. Something to do with ethics or...whatever!"
"How did you get your father to agree to pay so much money?" A.A.'s eyes were wide with wonder and admiration. "It must be costing him a fortune."
"I guilt-tripped him into it," Ashley announced, kicking her heels. "New baby, new room, I feel left out, you don't love me. I threw a major tantrum." She grinned. "And he went to school with half the board of Great America, so there was no way they'd refuse."
"Excellent work," Lili told her. She perched on the side of her giant bed, legs bare against the thick silk coverlet. Now was the time to put her plan into action. She felt a little nervous: Could she persuade A.A. and Ashley to see things--do things--her way? "So now we have to lock down our proposal for tomorrow."
"This idea of Lauren's looks pretty cool," said A.A., flapping the handout.
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"As long as she does all the work," agreed Ashley. "We can just give her the go-ahead this afternoon." Lili cleared her throat.
"This is great and all," she began, and then paused. "But Ashley--didn't you have an idea as well?"
Ashley nodded. "Stinson Beach."
A.A. made a face. "It's not exactly Malibu."
"That's true," Lili said slowly. Stinson Beach was windy most of the time, and the beach was covered with rocks. Even though the weather in early spring was a bit warmer, it was still cold out there. The only big plus was that it was close to the city, and all that meant was that everyone could go there whenever they wanted. It wasn't a very glamorous, exotic, or exciting location--and not half as fun as a day out at Great America. "But there are some good reasons why we should consider it."
"Like Cooper's yacht," said Ashley with a sigh. Whenever she mentioned his name these days, thought Lili, she seemed to go weak in the knees--and soft in the head. "It's moored there this week. So there's a good chance he'll be able to hang out with us. We could all go on the yacht and sail around. We'll sneak behind Miss Charm's back!"
"That's nice for you, but what about the rest of the girls? Not all of us are going to fit on Cooper's yacht," A.A. pointed out. "If he's the only reason we're going to the beach, it's kind of lame...sorry."
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"True," agreed Lili. She adjusted her position on the bed so she could look straight at A.A. "But not everyone will feel left out. There are other reasons for hitting Stinson. For one, I know that the entire seventh and eighth grades from Gregory Hall are camping there this coming week for their geology field trip." That should make a lot of girls happy.
"Camping!" Ashley shivered with horror, but Lili's words had the effect she intended on A.A.
"Really?" she said, sounding a little too casual. "They'll be there all week?"
Lili nodded. "Tri, Christian, all the cute lax guys."
"That should keep you busy, A.A.," said Ashley, spinning in her chair again. "Tri, Christian, Cooper--all the men in our lives will be converging on this beach this week. Except for yours, Lili. They don't have field trips at Fame Junior High, do they? Unless it's to some grungy place in the Castro."
"Actually," said Lili, "Max's spring break starts Wednesday. So he could, in theory, come down to the beach as well." She certainly hoped he would. Things had been cool between them since the hiking drama.
"Now I see why you're so up on this idea." A.A. hit Lili with a pillow. "And fine--you've sold me on it. Much more fun than trying on robes in a tent in the Tea Garden."
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"We can wear bikinis under our school uniforms that day!" Ashley was excited.
"Lauren won't mind, will she?" A.A. asked. "Not if she can hang out with Christian."
Lili stood up, dropping Lauren's proposal to the ground as though it was a piece of trash.
"That's the other thing I wanted to propose," she said. She stood with her hands on her hips, looking from A.A. to Ashley. "I don't think we should tell Lauren about the change in plans."
"Why not?" Ashley looked stumped. "She was the one who found out what the S. Society was planning. I know I've been a bit hard on her, but she totally came through. She's totally on our side."
"Is she?" Lili asked. "Then what was she doing at the Mother-Daughter Fashion Show, helping all those other girls get ready?" Lili meant she had seen Lauren with Guinevere, Daria, and Cass, not Sadie and Sheridan, but she didn't make it clear. She knew it would annoy A.A., who was still angry at the S. Society for sabotaging her shoes.
"She did what?" A.A. sat up.
"Maybe she was just being friendly." Ashley shrugged. "I mean, she and Sadie did used to be friends." Lili couldn't believe that Ashley was trying to defend Lauren.
"Friendly," Lili repeated. "Right. You know, Lauren was
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the first girl to arrive that day--I know, because when Mom and I got there, Lauren and her mother were the only other people around, and then later they were talking to Sadie and her mother. They were probably planning it then."
Lili didn't mention that Lauren had walked into the backstage changing area after Lili: She wouldn't have had time to damage A.A.'s shoes. And the Pages greeting the Grahams had been perfunctory. But the others didn't need to know that. Lili knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't help it. It bugged her that Lauren was taking her place in the group.
"No way!" A.A. was outraged. "Why would she do something like that? Do you think she's trying to double-cross us? Play both sides?"
"Maybe. Certainly looks like it," Lili said smoothly.
"You know," Ashley said, tugging off one shoe and examining the sole, "I think we're giving Lauren way too much credit. She's not smart enough to double-cross us."
"Exactly," A.A. cried. "Lili's found out the truth!"
Ashley screwed up her nose. "But I don't get it. Why would she ruin their Congé plans and do all this work on a huge, elaborate plan for us if she was really on their side?"
"Who knows what she's really planning?" asked Lili, folding her arms and looking stern. Since when was Ashley Spencer so tolerant and laid-back? Maybe Cooper was
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having a good effect on her. Unfortunately, Good Ashley was not the person Lili wanted sitting in her room today--it was Mean Ashley she was hoping to convince.
"I mean, did Sadie really tell Lauren about the S. Society's plans yesterday, or has Lauren known for ages? Maybe she's been planning this Japanese thing all along, so she can be the one who gets all the glory for Congé. Doesn't it strike any of you as odd that she suddenly, overnight, comes up with this brilliant plan?"
"Ash, I think Lili is right," said A.A. "We can't really trust Lauren yet. Let's just freeze her out on this. It'll do her some good to learn she can't stab us in the back."
"I guess." Ashley still looked doubtful. "But how do we keep it from her? We have to present our Congé plan to Miss Charm tomorrow."
"I'll tell her I'm presenting it," Lili said. "And I'll tell her that I'll be the one making all the bookings and plans for the Japanese Tea Garden, like I always do for Congé. She won't know a thing about the real plans until Congé is announced."
Ashley sighed. "It just seems...kind of mean," she said. A.A. and Lili both stared at her.
"Are you feeling okay, Ashley?" A.A. asked. "Have you got a fever or something?"
"All I'm saying is, if it wasn't for Lauren, we wouldn't know about the Great America plan at all."
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"And all I'm saying," Lili told her, glad that at least A.A. was on her side, "is that we can't trust her entirely yet, and she needs to know that." Lili felt a twinge of guilt. But there wasn't enough room in the Ashley's for two brainiacs. I
f Lauren planned Congé, it wouldn't be long before Lauren was number one on Ashley's speed dial either. The girl had to be put in her place.
"Oh, she's going to know! "A.A. laughed, and Ashley shrugged. She wasn't going to put up a fight. Lili could see that.
Lili had won the day. They were going to Stinson Beach for Congé, and Lauren was in for one nasty surprise.
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28 EVERYTHING'S JUST BEACHY
Usually Ashley couldn't wait until Thursday morning--because it was almost the last day of school that week, and she had awhole weekend ahead that didn't involve boring things like classes or ugly things like school uniforms. But this week, Thursday was the biggest day of the week--maybe of the semester.
At the headmistress's morning meeting, held in the Little Theater, with all the school assembled on bleachers and all the teachers sitting on the stage, Ashley arose from her seat and walked very slowly up to the podium. She wanted to make this moment last as long as possible. With every step she took, she could hear the whispers behind her growing louder and more excited. Why was Ashley Spencer walking up to the stage? Could this mean...could it possibly mean...
Yes!
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"Surprise!" she shouted into the microphone. "Today is Congé!"
The entire school erupted into shrieks of delight. Girls leaped up in their seats, woo-hooing and hugging one another. No school! A day off! Total fun to be had by everyone!
Well, not quite everyone. Ashley stared in triumph at the forlorn members of the S. Society, who were the only girls in the school still in their seats. Now they knew the terrible truth--that the Ashleys had come up with the winning idea for Congé. That sealed their ownership of the bench, the table at the refectory, and Social Club. Ha!
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