The Blind Date Read Free

abandoning Devon for who knew how long. Devon really did seem rather lost and lonely—in need of a friend.
    Emma was about to express some genuine sympathy when Devon sat up straight and broke into a slightly devilish grin. “So, Em, what can we do tonight? I don’t know about you, but I feel like doing something wild and crazy. You into that? Wanna have some fun?”
    Emma shook her head in disbelief. So much for empathy. Really, it sometimes seemed like Devon was her own worst enemy. Did she have to drag Emma along for the ride?

2
    I thought the DG meeting was supposed to be tomorrow,” Bryn said absently into her phone. She was headed for the kitchen to scavenge leftovers from last night. “Weren’t we meeting at Costello’s?”
    â€œYeah, that was before Devon came up with some big idea,” Abby explained. “Cassidy just called and said that Devon has changed the meeting to tonight instead. And she said it’s urgent.”
    â€œUrgent?” Bryn stared blankly into the well-stocked fridge. No sign of any leftovers. “Tonight?”
    â€œApparently it has to do with our costumes for the masquerade ball. And for some reason Devon says we need to go to the mall.”
    â€œThe mall?” Bryn felt her interest escalate as she closed the fridge.
    â€œYeah, I figured you’d be into that,” Abby teased.
    â€œHey, the mall works for me.”
    â€œCassidy is already picking up Emma and Devon and she’ll get us next—that is if you want to go.”
    â€œOf course, I want to go. And maybe I can grab a bite at the food court since my parents went to dinner with friends tonight—and I’m starving.”
    â€œOkay, we’ll be there in about fifteen.”
    Bryn hung up the phone and hurried to her room to change. It wasn’t that she had to dress up to go to the mall, but she sure wasn’t going to traipse around in her baggy sweats. After all, of the five DG members, she was the fashionista—she had a reputation to protect. And it wasn’t just because she was a member of the Dating Games club, a club that the five girlfriends had created shortly after school started. The club had actually been Devon’s idea—a way to get the guys in their school interested in dating. Especially since the guys had been practically coerced into giving up dating and girls as a whole. This was something that the DG was intent upon changing.
    Their club had actually made good progress by setting up dates for the recent homecoming dance. But, as they all knew, their work had only just begun. And part of their agreement as DG members was to maintain their appearances. Not that Bryn needed any encouragement in this arena. Some might call her shallow, but she didn’t care, because fashion was a big part of her life.
    As Bryn pulled on her most recent favorite pair of jeans, she wondered what kind of plan Devon could possibly have come up with regarding their costumes for the masquerade ball. After all, they hadn’t even decided which characters they were going to dress as. Oh, everyone had ideas and there’d been lots of discussions during the last few days, but so far no one had committed.
    However, they had a bigger concern than not knowing how they would dress. They still hadn’t lined up their dates yet. And not just regular dates either. These had to be “blind” dates for the masquerade ball. Bryn hadn’t been too keen on this idea when Devon suggested it, but the rest of the DG had jumped on board. How this feat was to be accomplished remained a mystery. And so far the DG had no practical plan in place, or even any idea which guys they’d go after. There had been some hints and good-natured teasing, but as Bryn had reminded everyone today, the dance was only two weeks off and that didn’t leave much wiggle room. Their goal had been to get everything nailed down at tomorrow’s meeting, but