Inside Girl by J. Minter

Inside Girl by J. Minter

Author:J. Minter
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2007-03-03T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 17

Round and Round it Goes….

We really could just take the subway, you know,” said Judith as a yellow taxi came to a stop in front of us. “That would probably be cheaper.”

“No, there’re three of us. So it’s the same, practically,” said Meredith, opening the door. “Flan’s right—this makes more sense.”

I climbed in after Meredith. Judith got in and told the driver the address, and pretty soon we were speeding toward the party. I looked at my watch: 8:15. So much for fashionably late. We’d be lucky if we weren’t early.

“I hope Jules is there,” Meredith sighed, looking out the window of the cab. “He’s cute.”

“Not as cute as Eric,” Judith pointed out.

“I thought you said he was a snob,” I said.

“Yeah, but when he’s as cute as that, who cares? It’s not like I’m going to pay attention to anything he says anyway.”

“Well, Jules likes animals. Remember that story he told about his dog? I think that’s a cute quality in a guy.”

“Listen, there’re going to be a million guys at this party way cuter than Jules. I’m sure at least one of them will have a gerbil or something.” Judith flipped her hair back.

I laughed, and Meredith rolled her eyes and looked back out the window.

Even though Bennett had invited us to the party, he wasn’t the one throwing it. It was actually being thrown by this other sophomore guy, Devon, who lived in a high-rise in Chelsea. Chelsea is a weird part of town, especially at night, and especially around the Flower District. Sixth Avenue is okay, but all the little side streets are lined with these weird wholesale shops filled with novelty sunglasses and belt buckles and crazy little battery-operated toys that light up and play off-key music when you push a button. After about six P.M., these places all shut down and you might as well be walking through a ghost town made of iron gates and padlocks. Plus, most of the restaurants close early because they mainly just do a lunch business for all the office workers in the area. Sometimes you’ll find an ice cream shop or a pizza place to go to, but not often.

So, when we got out of the cab in front of that guy Devon’s building, it was spooky and deserted, and Meredith, Judith, and I decided the hell with being fashionably late, and walked into his building.

It was really pretty inside and much friendlier looking than the empty street. The lobby was huge, with a fake waterfall against one wall and lots of mirrors on the others. There was one doorman at the door and right in the middle of the lobby was a big desk with another doorman sitting at it. We told him who we were and he sent us to the elevator.

We rode up, giggling about nothing and feeling kind of nervous. I did anyway. Even though I’d been to a million high school parties with my brother and his friends, this was still my first high school party that was completely my own, and I didn’t want to screw it up.



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