Invasion of the Boy Snatchers by Lisi Harrison Read Free Book Online

tied with a gold scarf. Even though she hadn’t modeled in fifteen years, Nadia looked like she could have walked straight off the runway and into her house. Once again, she asked for attention. Finally, the music stopped and the chatter in the room was reduced to a loud murmur, then silence.
    “My husband, Len, and I would like to welcome you all to our home.” Her Spanish accent was thick, and Massie had to strain to understand what she was saying. “You know we are always looking for an excuse to get together with friends.” A few of the parents started cheering, and Nadia responded with a gracious smile. “And tonight’s excuse is a very beautiful one named Nina.”
    Applause.
    Massie searched the room, looking for the guest of honor, but there were no signs of her yet. Nadia was probably trying to build her up because she was such a dork.
    “My niece has come all the way from Spain to spend the semester with us. So please raise your glasses and help me welcome Nina Callas to Westchester.
    “
Cumplimentar
, Nina!” Nadia toasted.
    “
Cumplimentar
, Nina!” the guests toasted back.
    A tall, thin girl came out of one of the bedrooms and glided to the top of the stairs. She stood perfectly still, giving the guests a chance to drink her in. She tilted her hips, stuck out her long, thin left leg and let her tanned bare arms dangle by her tiny waist.
    There had to be some kind of mistake! This couldn’t have been the same busted-up girl Massie had seen in Alicia’s vacation photos. Could it? Her black strapless minidress barely covered the label on her underwear. And unfortunately, it looked kind of hot.
    “Easy, Gisele,” Dylan muttered to no one in particular. “The Victoria’s Secret fashion show isn’t until November.”
    Massie laughed louder than she meant to.
    “Mee-oww!” Chris Plovert gave a playful smile.
    “Yeah, right.” Dylan shook her head. “Like I’d ever be jealous of
her
. Her boots aren’t even made of real leather.”
    Nina tilted her long, graceful neck toward the crowd to show off her wide smile and perfectly symmetrical face. A sexy mess of brown wavy hair brushed against her smooth bare back as she turned to show off her perfect profile. She flashed a toothy Julia Roberts smile, then wrapped her elegant fingers around the banister and stepped down onto the marble steps. The bottoms of her high-heeled metallic blue ankle boots sounded like tap shoes as she gracefully made her way toward the main floor. Whistles and whoops filled the air. The people loved her.
    Once Nina was finally on the ground floor, she was surrounded by overfriendly admirers doling out handshakes and hugs.
    “Gorgeous boots,” one of the mothers gushed.
    Massie squeezed her eyes shut. She hoped that when she opened them, she’d see the same gawky girl in Alicia’s holiday pictures; the one with the unibrow, who wore oversized tie-dyed tank tops and thick white hair bands. But a sultry Spanish beauty with perfect hair had taken her place.
    “What’s with the hooker boots?” Claire whispered in Massie’s ear.
    “She’s so hyrats.” Kristen paused to give her friends a chance to crack her latest jumble. “
Trashy!
”
    “Food court!” Massie sneezed.
    “I
like
her outfit,” Chris Plovert said with a devious smirk.
    “Me too.” Derrington nodded
    Claire glared at Cam.
    “Not me.” Cam did his best to sound convincing.
    Claire smiled.
    “Puh-lease.” Massie rolled her eyes. “She has no style.”
    “Her chest makes Alicia’s look like a back,” Dylan mumbled.
    The boys high-fived each other.
    “Shhh,” Claire shushed. “Here she comes.”
    Nina glided toward them, never taking her eyes off the boys. Chris Plovert gasped and then punched Derrington in the arm. Derrington giggled and punched Chris back. As Nina got closer, they both punched Cam. By the time she arrived, Nina was faced with three giddy boys and four scowling girls. But before she could say hello, she was pulled away by