The clique: charmed and dangerous: the clique prequel by Lisi Harrison

Author:Lisi Harrison [Lisi Harrison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Jeunesse
ISBN: 9780316055376
Published: 2009-10-27T07:00:00+00:00

WESTCHESTER COUNTY AIRPORT

MERRI-LEE MARVIL’S NEW YEAR’S YVES PARTY

Friday, December 31st

9:07 P.M.

Spending hours in a dressing room while her swizzle stick–size sisters cursed carbs and saturated fats worked Dylan’s appetite into a frenzy. Only this time, she didn’t crave food. She craved fun.

“I’m going out to watch Christina,” she announced to her sisters, who were still in the makeup chairs being preened like it was Fashion Week. It seemed criminal to watch the show on a dinky monitor when the performances were right there, just on the other side of the wall.

“Tell the girl she needs to eat,” Jaime snarled at the TV. “That genie is gonna slip right out of her bottle.”

“Hold still,” urged Kali, clamping down on the eyelash curler. “I almost ripped your lashes off.”

“Ohmigod, I would club a seal to look like Christina.” Ryan dotted iridescent highlighter over her cheekbones. “She’s got the whole hungry runaway look down.”

“I’ll let her know.” Dylan rolled her eyes, then hurried out, finding it hard to believe they came from the same parents.

Backstage, the air was crackling with energy. On the dance floor it was blazing.

Dylan forced her way to the front of the crowd, just behind the mosh pit. Were people really moshing to “Come On Over”?

The whirlpool of spastic rain-dance moves looked like it would have been fun if it were a sneakers-and-sweats kind of day. But in YSL wedges, it was all about steering clear of harm and swaying gently with a less explosive bunch.

Dylan inched back a few feet and stood beside the four girls in ill-advised matching Burberry dresses. They were standing in a gossip cluster, threatening to destroy some girl they’d just fought with. Still, Dylan decided they were less dangerous than the pop pit.

Sexy servers weaved in and out of the crowd. Their recipe-covered catsuits added an edge to the party that was typical of her mother. Merri-Lee always did it better and bigger than anybody else. The packed house and fourteen-page waiting list proved it.

“Who’s ready for a new year?” Christina called into the crowd.

Everyone cheered, especially Dylan, who had spent the last three hundred and sixty-four days playing it safe with the COCs (Children of Celebrities), her press-phobic friends, and was hungry for some action.

“Well, get ready for this!” Christina unzipped her satin jacket, revealing a black leather tube top, then swan-dived into the crowd. Fans passed her between them while the dancers kept the party going onstage. When Christina was ready to sing, the crowd lifted her stiff body back onto the stage as if loading a sarcophagus onto a truck. Now this was living!

Dylan’s insides leapt like popping popcorn kernels. Why had she wasted so much time trapped in a stale dressing room with her sisters when she could have been out here, living la vida loca?

Then she remembered…

She didn’t have anyone else. The COCs were away on family vacations. And living la vida loca solo was like riding a bicycle built for two—alone. What was the point?

Thwack!

A sharp object pegged Dylan’s left ear.

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