Pretty Little Devils Part 6

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HAPPY2BME.

THE PLDS LIKE BEING SCARED? WAIT TILL THEY FIND OUT WHAT I DID.

POOR KITTY, KITTY THAT WILL NEVER COME HOME. IT WAS A GOOD WARM-UP, BUT IT'S TIME TO WORK MY WAY UP THE FOOD CHAIN!

CHAPTER THREE.

"You were there, Hazel. I saw you!" Lakshmi whispered in the cafeteria the next day.

"Saw her where?" LaToya asked.

"At a PLDs' party," Lakshmi continued. "I was at my grandmother's house last night. On my way home I saw all these cars and everyone going into this house. Trina Esposito, Stephan Nylund...It had to be a PLD party. And Hazel's car was there-parked right next to Sylvia Orly's!"

"Oh my G.o.d," LaToya gushed. "Hazel, is it true?"

Hazel nodded. She felt guilty about being at the party without the rest of the group, but they were bound to find out eventually.

"They were hanging out in someone's backyard," Lakshmi continued. "And they were smoking pot!"

"Whoa!" Jamie gasped. "Hazel, did you do it?"

"No, I-" Hazel stared at Lakshmi. "Wait. How do you know about that?"

Lakshmi shrugged. "I saw your car. I wanted to find out what was going on. I snuck around the back and peeked over the fence." She turned to the others. "You guys, the entire football team was there!"

"That's so amazing," LaToya gushed. "Hazel, why didn't you tell us Sylvia invited you?"

Hazel frowned. "She told me to keep it a secret."

"Well, how was it? Was it as wild as everyone says?" Jamie asked eagerly.

"Yes...and no," Hazel answered.

"You have to get us invited to the next one," LaToya insisted.

Hazel just stared. It was kind of sad, really. Lakshmi, LaToya, and Jamie had no clue. The chances of them actually being invited to a PLD party were slim to none.

"I'll see what I can do," she fibbed. "In the meantime, Sylvia asked me to sit with her and the PLDs at lunch. Is that cool?"

"The coolest," Lakshmi said. Her smile seemed genuine, a mixture of pride and happiness for one of her closest friends.

Jamie and LaToya nodded like bobbleheads. Their awe knew no bounds. "Go on. Tell us all about it later, okay?"

"Of course," Hazel said, unsure if she was lying or not.

Tray in hand, she made the long walk over to Sylvia's table. As usual, the PLDs were looking fine. Sylvia was dressed in a sweet, blue-flowered, ruffled skirt and a blue stretchy top. Megan had on tan capris and pointed metallic flats very much like the ones Hazel had worn to the party.

Hazel had ransacked her closet for the perfect outfit, coming up with a black skirt and kimono top. The skirt was just a bit too long. But she had good black boots, so that helped.

Hazel couldn't help noticing that people were watching her as she made her way toward the PLDs. At every table, heads turned and kids nudged each other, taking in the new development.

Then Hazel saw that Matty's eyes were on her too. He gave her a nod, almost as if he were offering her encouragement. Her face went hot.

"Hey," she said as she reached the PLDs' table.

"Bonjour," Sylvia greeted her. "Have a seat."

Hazel set down her tray and pulled out the chair next to Ellen's. The four PLDs s.h.i.+fted, leaning forward.

Sylvia folded her hands. "Get home okay?"

"Yes, thanks. I mean, merci," Hazel corrected. "Did you find the cat?"

"No," Sylvia told her, her full lips pouting for all they were worth. "Poor kitty."

"It's okay," Ellen cut in. "I'm sure he'll turn up."

"Well, it was a great party," Hazel said.

"Just a typical little soiree," Sylvia said airily. "Nice to see that Matty Vardeman accepted his invitation, no?"

"Yes. Thank you for that."

"He's looking straight at you," Sylvia informed her.

Hazel shrugged. "Lots of people are looking at me." As if Matty's attention made no difference. Sylvia's smile grew.

"Speaking of invitations," Sylvia continued, "we've been thinking about inviting you to something else." She paused dramatically. Hazel's eyes darted to each one of the PLDs' faces. Her stomach gave a little flip.

"G.o.d, Sylvia, cut the drama. You're going to make her nuts," Megan said.

Sylvia shot Megan a glare before continuing. "Here's the deal. We've been talking about adding another person to the PLDs. How would you feel about joining our little group?"

Hazel blinked in astonishment. Was she dreaming? This wasn't just beyond comprehension, it was...too good to be true.

"Sylvia," she began in the calmest voice she could muster. "Is this a joke?"

"Why would we joke? You're smart, you've got style and att.i.tude, and we think you're cool. You'd make a perfect PLD. There will have to be a probationary period, of course." Sylvia paused. "And you'll have to earn your place."

"Like an initiation," Megan supplied.

"It sounds cra.s.s, but Megan's right. It is like an initiation. We have stages." Sylvia raised a finger. "Stage one is party conduct. You pa.s.sed that."

"Stage two-prank," Carolyn said, holding up two fingers. "She pa.s.sed that."

"Then you'll have to do a babysitting job," Sylvia said, "Which is a no-brainer. I mean, who hasn't babysat by the time she's a junior in high school?"

"So that's it?" Hazel asked. "That's all it takes?"

"Well, there are some other things. But you'll find out about those later." Carolyn gave an impish grin.

"We have a chat room and everything," Ellen cut in excitedly. She grabbed Hazel's hand and gave it a squeeze. "You'll love it."

Sylvia bit her bottom lip as if she were hesitating to deliver bad news. "You will have to get a cell phone."

"Um, I don't know if my parents will-" Hazel began.

"Oh, don't worry about them. I'll just buy one and you can pay me back with your share of the sitting money."

"Really?" Hazel asked. "Wow. Thanks!"

The sitting money. The parties. The status. It was all beginning to sink in.

Just days ago Hazel had been wis.h.i.+ng for the chance to belong to a group as cool as the PLDs. Now they wanted her as one of their own.

"So, do you think you'd like to give it a go?" Sylvia asked with mock innocence. "It's not too horrible an idea?"

Sylvia knew Hazel would be an idiot to say no.

"Oh, I suppose it'll help me pa.s.s the time," Hazel replied, using the same nonchalant tone Sylvia used. "That is, if I don't get too tired of all of you."

"Well, mes amies?" Sylvia prompted.

Megan, Carolyn, and Ellen produced little wrapped gifts, which they placed on Hazel's lunch tray.

"Welcome, Haze," Sylvia exclaimed. "We're happy to have you."

"Oh," Hazel said, thrilled. The others smiled at her, obviously pleased.

"Allez," Sylvia said, gesturing to the presents. "Go on. Open them."

"That one's from me," Ellen said, pointing to a rectangular box wrapped in purple foil.

Hazel quickly unwrapped it. Inside was a miniature plastic bottle of lavender body lotion.

"Thank you," Hazel said sincerely. She uncapped the bottle and smelled the lotion. "Oh, it's nice."

Ellen nodded. "I buy it all the time."

Hazel's hand ranged over the other gifts as she wondered which one to open next. She chose a purple bag, its handles tied with curly ribbons. There was something hard wrapped in white tissue paper inside. She drew it out. It was a purple candle.

"Short notice," Carolyn said, as if apologizing for her gift.

"I love it," Hazel a.s.sured her. She smelled it. "Lavender?"

"Spring rain," Carolyn corrected. "Purple and lavender, it gets kind of old." She looked at Ellen. "No offense."

Ellen s.h.i.+fted a tiny bit. "No problem."

"Mine's kind of twisted." Megan picked up an oblong object about the size of Hazel's palm, wrapped in purple tissue paper.

"You? Twisted? That would be new," Sylvia joked. Megan gave her a little bat on the arm, and everyone laughed.

Hazel pulled the tissue paper away. It was a replica of a human brain, made out of something purple and squishy.

"The brain!" Ellen cried. "Oh my G.o.d, Megan. You're giving away your brain?"

"I stole it from my brother a long time ago," Megan explained to Hazel. "Because it's purple, which is our color. Also, because I used to use it on the kids I babysat. I would tell them it belonged to someone who misbehaved. It's yours now. And trust me-you're going to need it."

Everyone cracked up.

"It's true. A lot of the kids we sit are monsters," Sylvia said. "But their parents realize it, so they pay us a lot of money."

"Hey, Sly, what about your present?" Carolyn asked.

"I'll give mine to Hazel after school."

Hazel's head reeled. As if being a PLD wasn't present enough!

She glanced around the lunchroom. Lakshmi and LaToya caught her eye. They smiled and each gave Hazel a thumbs-up.

Hazel quickly turned back to her lunch, pretending not to have seen them.

Ellen slurped the last of her Diet c.o.ke. "Out of soda," she announced. "Anyone else?"

Carolyn shook her head. "No thanks, but go ahead. We've got time before the bell."

Ellen headed toward the serving line. Hazel watched as Brandon left the jock table and joined her there.

Cosmic soda coincidence? Probably not, Hazel thought.