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say.
    The girls relax.
    â€œBut their names aren’t on my master list.” Garrett holds up his clipboard.
    â€œProbably the names Paula Baldwin and Sam Baldwin are,” I say.
    He runs a finger down the first page. “Yes, they are.”
    â€œPaula and Sam couldn’t make it,” I say. “And I didn’t want the tickets to go to waste.”
    â€œAre these girls’ names anywhere on my list?” He peers over his glasses at me.
    â€œI doubt it,” I say.
    People in the line are grumbling. I’m starting to sweat. Garrett the Human Stop Sign obviously takes his job too seriously. Suddenly, I hear a cheerful, cheerleadery voice.
    â€œAnything I can help with here?” Madison asks. “I need to get our guest of honor back to her seat.”
    â€œGuest of honor?” Garrett says suspiciously.
    â€œYes, Sherry Baldwin.” Madison touches my shoulder. “You already checked her in.”
    â€œHmpf. Your guest of honor is trying to sneak people in.”
    Madison looks at me.
    â€œI didn’t mean to sneak anybody in,” I say. “I just gave my stepmother’s and brother’s tickets to Lorraine and Stef.” I gesture at the girls, who are standing quietly, waiting for a verdict.
    â€œThese are your friends?” Madison asks.
    I should say no. All I know about Lorraine and Stef is that they recognize a great essay on true love when they see it. And they dress cute and stylish. Tonight Lorraine’s wearing black capris, a shimmery blouse and a black vest. Stef has on tight black leggings anda long fuchsia top. Both are rocking loads of gold eye shadow. However, Garrett’s hard-core security-guard behavior is annoying to the max, and I want to get the girls in to bug him. Plus, I like them, and there’s no reason for them not to attend. “Yes,” I answer emphatically.
    â€œGarrett,” Madison says gently, “our guest of honor is allowed to invite four people. Her dad and one of her friends are already seated. Let’s admit her other two good friends okay?”
    Garrett steps to the side. “General seating only,” he intones.
    â€œWe’re in?” Lorraine says. She high-fives Stef. They skip around Garrett, give me a quick hug and disappear into the crowd.
    Madison wraps an arm around my shoulder and gives a little squeeze. “Sorry about that.” When we’re out of earshot of the security guard, she says, “Garrett’s brother is really high up in
Hollywood Girl.
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    â€œNo problem.”
    â€œDear Elle is here and dying to meet you!” All that’s missing from Madison is a pair of fluffy pom-poms.
    â€œI can’t wait,” I say. Walking through the room, I’m smelling for coffee. Nothing. Where is my mother?
    When we get to the table, everyone is seated, including Dear Elle, who’s chatting with the woman on her right side. The waiters have already served breadand salad. The Ruler would approve of the dark green leaves.
    Madison pulls out my chair, and I slip in. “You’re going to love her,” she whispers. “I’m scooting over to my table.
Bon appétit
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    â€œWhat was the big problem?” Junie asks me from across the table.
    She would not approve of how I handled the ticket situation. “Nothing.” I sip my soda. “Total misunderstanding.”
    â€œWhat did Paula want?” Dad tears off a chunk of his roll and slathers it with butter.
    â€œTo wish me good luck and ask you to text her pictures from tonight,” I say.
    Dear Elle turns to me, her blue-black hair glinting in the light. “Sherlock, it’s so very exciting to meet you.” She smiles at me while glancing around the table.
    In real life, Dear Elle looks even younger than she does in the thumbnail photo in the magazine. Maybe early twenties. Her skin is completely blemish-free and wrinkle-free and freckle-free. She looks like a