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zipping up Dylan’s turquoise ankle booties. She examined her foot. “Cute for spring,” she declared.
    “Think we’ll know why you shaved Todd’s head by then?”Kristen asked, rolling onto her back. Candlelight flickered across her flawless skin.
    “You’re sending Claire a warning. Like, you could shave off her power at any time.” Alicia twirled a lock of hair around her index finger and mimed yanking it out of her head.
    “Opposite of makes sense,” Massie giggled, and then she craned her neck to spy on Claire through the window, noting with satisfaction that her former beta was still wearing the blue hat. She watched as Claire threw something at Layne’s head. Layne sprang up and immediately caught whatever it was in her mouth.
    “Are you trying to make the neo-friends think Todd has some sort of contagious disease?” Kristen asked.
    “Something
lice
that…”
    “Ehmagawd!” Kristen smacked Massie’s back. “You want them to think Todd has
lice
!”
    Massie turned away from the window and applauded. “Yayyy! Opposite of wrong!”
    Alicia gasped. Dylan tossed away the floaty green boho scarf she’d been weaving through her hair. “No!” they cried out in unison.
    “Oh yes.” Massie grabbed her iPhone off her purple bedspread and fired off a text to Layne. “Phase two of the plan will be activated in three… two… one…” She tapped SEND.
Massie: Heads up! There’s a louse in the house. Y do U think Todd shaved his head? Make sure Clairedoesn’t wear Todd’s blue hat. Sleep tight. Don’t let the head bugs bite! /\O/\
     
    “Massie, that wasn’t very lice,” Kristen smirked.
    “I know,” Massie admitted. “But her friends were really
bugging
me.”
    Everyone burst into laughter.
    “
Shave
it for someone who cares,” Dylan howled, tears running down her cheeks.
    Alicia was laughing so hard, her boobs shook. “Life’s an
itch
!”
    Massie’s iPhone
bwoop
ed.
    “Is it Claire?” Dylan asked.
    Alicia looked over Massie’s shoulder. “OMG, it’s Landon.”
Landon: My birthday is Tues. U and Bean want to come 4 cake?
     
    “Is ‘cake’ code for ‘lip-kissing’?” Dylan balanced on her tippy-toes to get a glimpse of Massie’s screen.
    “Yeah, he just loves lip-kissing Bean,” Massie snapped, feeling slightly unnerved by her crush’s offer. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Landon. From his blue-green eyes to his rugged preppyness and his high level of pug appreciation, Massie had no complaints. But the idea of lip-kissing him threw her off-kilter. It had been months since she had lip-kissed Derrington. What if she’d forgotten how? What if she got a sudden lip spasm and drooled on Landon? What if techniques hadchanged and she’d missed the
Cosmo
article that detailed the updated kiss-dos and don’ts? Landon was a hawt ninth-grader who was probably at least nine times more experienced than she was. What if she didn’t measure up?
    “Come awn,” Alicia teased. “You know he’s gonna want to give you a taste of his
cake
.”
    The girls giggled. Massie tried to smile.
    “What are you going to wear for your first cake?” Kristen asked, spreading a dollop of face mask over her smooth forehead.
    “Something by Anna Sui?” said Dylan, waving a frilly red ruffled blouse like a toreador.
    Massie wrinkled her nose, hoping her friends thought her look of horror had to do with fashion rather than lip-passion. “Too sweet.”
    “Prada!” said Alicia.
    “Nada,” said Massie. “A little
too
sophisticated.”
    Dylan held up a black sequined top. “Marc always knows what men like.”
    “Maybe something French?” Alicia tried, slipping into a nude Lacroix heel.
    Kristen’s green eyes widened. “Ehmagawd. What if Landon wants to kiss you…
en français
?”
    “In French class?” Dylan asked.
    “No, like THIS!” Alicia stuck out her tongue and waggled it around. Kristen exploded into laughter. Dylan made fake smooching sounds. Massie tried her very best not to