Spoiled by Jessica Morgan & Heather Cocks

Author:Jessica Morgan & Heather Cocks [Morgan, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction
ISBN: 978-1-7426-9579-2
Publisher: Allen & Unwin Pty Ltd
Published: 2012-03-26T04:00:00+00:00

After half an hour of BMW-to-BMW traffic on Pacific Coast Highway, Shelby shot through an opening in the sea of cars and exited into the quaint, unassuming little strip mall where Nobu sat. A cluster of paparazzi photographers huddled outside, their backs to the valet stand. They all perked up whenever the door opened, only to deflate when the restaurant expelled someone unrecognizable.

Shelby pulled up to the valet stand at 55 miles an hour, like she was relieved to have some open road at last, then slammed on the brakes at the last possible second. The valet looked terrified as he ran off to get her a ticket.

Molly stared nervously at the paparazzi. There was a borrowed pair of Prada sandals on her feet, but they didn’t make her feel much better about her non-outfit, since Shelby — despite her assurances that their attire would be fine — had changed into a BCBG dress she’d pulled out of an overnight bag in the trunk.

“I’m having total acid flashbacks from the party,” Molly shuddered. “Thank God none of those guys remember who I am.”

Shelby tucked away her lip gloss. “Of course they do,” she said. “It’s their job. Half of them were at your party.”

“What? Wait, this is not a good idea,” Molly said, peering at herself in the passenger side mirror and noticing that her nose was pink. “I don’t think that Brick — ”

“Brick will be delighted that you’re out having fun,” Shelby said, pushing open her door. “Hurry up, we’re causing a traffic jam here.”

Molly considered her options. If she stayed in the car, she’d look like a bratty child. If she got out, she’d be immortalized in a wrinkly, damp outfit and hair that looked like she’d combed it with an immersion blender.

Shelby made the decision for her, walking around to open Molly’s door and all but drag her to her feet.

“Shelby Kendall and Molly Dix Berlin,” she called out to the assembled photographers as she led Molly toward the entrance of the restaurant. Once they were smack in front of the photogs, Shelby planted her feet and turned to smile at the cameras, which started obediently clacking their shutters. Molly tried to step away but Shelby wrapped her arm around Molly and turned to her, laughing as if Molly had just said something deeply hilarious.

“Molly, one on your own, please!” called out a voice.

“Please, Molly, just one over here!”

“Come on, Molly, we love you! Step over here!”

Shelby tugged on her hand. “Enough,” she said. “I’m so hungry. Let’s get a table.”

As she dragged Molly inside, the reporters groaned. Molly turned, offered a half smile, and waved an apology to the reporters. Their flashes went off a few more times, and then suddenly Molly was inside. The room was much better lit than she’d anticipated — she’d expected tiny tables and dim lighting, the better to rendezvous with an illicit fling, but Nobu was bright and buzzing with life. Molly noticed a crowd waiting for tables and didn’t see a single empty seat.

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