dinner party for a bunch of boring town businesspeople, and Iâm supposed to help her get ready.â
âBummer,â I said. âI hope your mom doesnât have you scheduled for anything next Saturday, though. Because itâs my birthday, and youâre all invited to help me celebrate.â
âYour birthday? Really?â Megan glanced at me. âI didnât know that was coming up.â
I shrugged, not bothering to remind her that up until a week or so ago, she wouldnât have cared. âYeah,â I said. âWith the move and all, I havenât had a chance to make any plans.â
âI can fix that.â Lavender suddenly looked a lot friendlier. âParty time!â
I laughed and high-fived her. âPretty much what I was thinking.â
âWhat kind of party are you having, Cassie?â one of the minions asked.
âI havenât thought about it yet. Any ideas?â
âSure,â Lavender said immediately. âBoy-girl party, cool DJ. Finger food.â
âDancing?â a minion said.
âNaturally,â Lavender replied.
Megan smiled. âSounds like the perfect place to wear that cute new dress I got when we were shopping last week.â
âTotally,â Lavender agreed. She glanced at me. âMake sure to tell the DJ there should be lots of slow songs, right?â
The second minion giggled. âPerfect!â
Before I could say anything, Lavender suddenly frowned.
âWait,â she said. âDonât you live over on Granite Street?â She wrinkled her nose. âMaybe you shouldhave the party somewhere else.â
Okay, obnoxious. But she had a point. Our new place in Aura was so tiny that Caitlyn and I had to share a bedroom, something we hadnât done since we were six. At first weâd both been horrified. Iâm kind of type A when it comes to cleaning and organizing, while Caitâs more like type P, for pigsty . But so far it had actually been okay. At least mostly.
âMy cousin had her Sweet Sixteen at that big hotel in Six Oaks,â one of the minions said. âThe ballroom there is really swank!â
Megan nodded, looking interested. âDid she get it catered?â
Yikes. This was getting out of control.
âHang on,â I said. âDonât forget, itâs my sisterâs birthday, too.â
âYour sister?â Lavenderâs nose wrinkled even more dramatically. I wanted to warn her that her face might freeze that way, but it didnât seem like the right moment.
âYes, my twin sister, remember?â I shrugged. âWhatever we do, I have to run it by her.â
And call me crazy, but I had the feeling Caitlyn wasnât going to go for Lavâs idea of a swanky slow-dance party. Not that it mattered. I definitely didnât have the funds to throw a party like that, and I doubted Iâd be able to talk Mom into it either.
Lavender looked unimpressed. âAnyway,â she said, âwhat do you guys think about our chances against the Tigers tomorrow? You know, with Brayden out of commission . . .â
We were still talking about the football team a few minutes later when we headed for the exit. Lavender pushed open the heavy front door, letting a blast of AC out with a whoosh.
âUgh,â I said as the late afternoon heat smacked me in the face. âRemind me to move to Alaska soon, okay?â
Megan laughed. âFunny, Cass.â
âIâm not joking,â I said, smirking to show that I was. At least sort of. âThis kind of weather makes my hair go all kinky. It would only be tolerable if I had a pool.â
Lavender shrugged. âMegan has one.â
I wasnât surprised. Megan was totally the type of person whose house would have a pool. Probably a fancy one with a waterfall and a slide.
âYeah.â Megan dug her lip gloss out of her purse. âNormally my parents would have shut it down