The Secret Society of the Pink Crystal Ball by Risa Green

Author:Risa Green
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2010-04-02T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty

So, you know, I was thinking about it, and I think you’re right. I mean, maybe it would be good for me to go to the concert with you Saturday night.”

Samantha doesn’t say anything, and the phone line lets out a soft, crackling sound. I can just picture her—eyes narrowed suspiciously, head tilted to the side.

“Uh-uh,” she finally says. “What happened? Why the sudden change of heart?”

“Nothing happened. I just think you’re right. I should experience new things. Live a little. I might even have fun.”

“I’m not retarded, Erin. Tell me what’s going on.”

I sigh. “Okay. Jesse Cooper asked me to go to the concert with him, and I told him that I was already going with you, and now I’m meeting him there. I mean, we are meeting him there.”

Samantha snorts. “You’re going out on a date with a guy who has a faux hawk?”

“It was never a faux hawk,” I protest. “And anyway, at least Jesse puts some effort into his hair. Aiden always looks like he just rolled out of bed.”

“That’s a look,” Samantha informs me. “It probably takes him forty-five minutes and a half a bottle of product to achieve that every morning. But whatever, I’m glad you’re coming. It’ll be fun.”

“We’ll see. Did you know the Flamingo Kids are a hardcore punk band?”

“Yeah. What did you think they were? Easy listening?”

I have to laugh. “I guess I didn’t really think about it. But what does one wear to a hardcore punk concert?”

Samantha inhales excitedly. “Oh my God. We are so totally going shopping! Let’s meet at the mall on Saturday. I know just where we should go. And afterward, we’ll go back to your house, we’ll have a little chat with the ball, and then I’ll do your hair and your makeup before we go out.”

“I don’t know, Samantha. I don’t think we need to get fancy or anything—”

“Yes, we do,” she insists, cutting me off. “And besides, if you don’t let me make you over, then I’ll tell Jesse that you sleep in a Barry Manilow T-shirt.” I roll my eyes to myself. This has disaster written all over it, but it’s too late to turn back now. “So do we have a deal?” she asks.

I sigh loudly, to make sure she understands that I am agreeing against my will. “Yes. We have a deal.”

***

If someone were making one of those feel-good teen movies about me and my two best friends—not that anyone would, considering that I have the Most Boring Life Ever, but let’s just suspend reality for a moment and pretend that someone even more boring than I am actually did think my life was interesting enough for the big screen—then Samantha and me at Hot Topic right now would definitely satisfy the Teen Movie Dressing Room Montage requirement.

Just try to imagine a series of quick shots of the two of us in increasingly more ridiculous outfits (posing dramatically each time we emerge from the dressing room, of course), set to music

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