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slyly. She knew Scott would be willing to help out if he heard Elena Maria was involved. Avery had heard him on the phone with his friend the other day talking about how cute Elena was.
    Maeve was still disappointed that she wasn’t going to serve ribs and corn on the cob. And even if they couldn’t get bales of hay, she was going to wear her cowgirl outfit no matter what. “Okay, it’s tutor time. I gotta run,” Maeve announced, gathering her things and zipping her backpack. “Think of some ideas, okay? And thanks so much for your help, everybody. You guys are the best.”
    â€œHow are we going to get this all together?” a practical Charlotte asked after Maeve left.
    â€œHey, we can use my house,” Avery offered. “We have a huge kitchen! Besides, since Scott will be doing the baking, he’ll probably want to use the oven he’s used to,” she said.
    â€œGood. Okay, so here’s what we’ve got.” Katani read from the list. “Charlotte and I will make flyers and pass them out at school and all around the neighborhood. The first step is to get people to come to the festival so they’llbuy all this food. We will also be in charge of making the world’s yummiest lemonade.”
    â€œScott and Elena Maria could pass out flyers at the high school, too,” Avery suggested.
    â€œPerfect!” Katani made a note. “Avery and Scott will do the grocery shopping before Thursday night.”
    Avery nodded. “Elena should probably come, too,” she added.
    â€œAnd we’ll all meet at Avery’s on Thursday to bake and get everything organized,” Katani finished, putting the list back on the table.
    Isabel looked around at her friends and added, “Thanks, you guys. I really hope this works.”
    â€œIt’s
going
to work,” Katani promised. “It has to.”
No (Apron) Strings Attached
    â€œThey live
here
?” Elena Maria gaped as the group rang the bell at Avery’s enormous colonial house on Warren Street.
    Isabel had been there many times, but she hadn’t forgotten the first time she saw the Maddens’ house. She knew exactly what her sister was feeling. If Elena thought the outside was impressive, wait until she saw the inside.
    â€œ
Buenas noches
,” Carla, the Madden’s housekeeper, greeted the girls at the door. “All the BSG are in the kitchen.”
    â€œ
Buenas noches
, Carla . . .
gracias
,” Isabel replied with a friendly smile.
    â€œOh,
wow
,” Elena Maria exclaimed, looking around the huge foyer with its gleaming black-and-white tile floor,circular staircase, and dazzling chandelier. “I’ve only seen stuff like this on TV!”
    â€œWait till you see the kitchen,” Isabel whispered.
    â€œThere you are!” Avery called as Isabel and Elena Maria came through the kitchen door.
    Isabel heard Elena Maria stifle a gasp. The kitchen looked like something right from the Food Channel. All the latest cooking gadgets were lined up on the marble counters. It was every chef’s dream kitchen.
    â€œHey,” Scott said, turning around and waving right at Elena Maria. Elena gave him a shy smile as she admired the gigantic kitchen.
    â€œHere. Put these on.” Avery handed each of the BSG an apron, while the girls stared back with dropped jaws. “What?! Just because I don’t care about dirty clothes doesn’t mean I don’t believe in aprons!”
    Charlotte and Katani, who had been unpacking bags of lemons, tied on their aprons and started juicing for the lemonade. Meanwhile, Maeve organized the other groceries into piles on the counter.
    â€œHere, let me tie the back for you,” Scott offered gallantly as Elena Maria struggled to get her apron on.
    Isabel and Avery exchanged knowing glances.
    â€œI can’t wait to try your famous salsa,” Scott said as he carefully tied the strings of Elena Maria’s