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Who's Who?

Elizabeth (Lizzie) and Phoebe: daughters of Emma Hawthorne and Stewart Chadwick

Hope: daughter of Jess Delaney and Darcy Hawthorne

Megan: daughter of Becca Chadwick and Theo Rochester

Eva and David: daughter and son of Cassidy Sloane and Tristan Berkeley

Gigi and Aiden: daughter and son of Megan Wong and Simon

Berkeley

Jace Norton: son of Zach Norton and Alexis Lovejoy

Alex Dean: son of Michelle Reen and Luke Dean (completely made up)

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Lizzie's POV

My mother, Emma Chadwick, ushers me out the door. "Don't forget this," she cries, handing me my lunch. I manage a wobbly smile and flash it in her direction.

I am too nervous about my first day of sixth grade. Middle School. I used to be excited for it, back in fourth grade, but that all changed ever since Renee came to Concord. She moved here from New York, and began to take over our school.

I snap out of my remembrance and dash for the bus, seeing it pull up in front of my driveway. "Have fun, sweetie," my mother calls, closing the door behind me. My sister, Phoebe, runs out a second later, obviously late from having spent an hour on her hair and makeup.

We get on the bus together, but the minute we get inside, she ditches me to sit with Renee. I have never let my sister know this, but it really bothers me that she is friends with Renee.

I sit down by myself, and wait for my best friend and cousin, Hope Hawthorne, to come and sit with me. Minutes later, she hops on the bus and plunks down next to me.

"Hey," she says. "Hey!" I smile. We start a conversation and my heart surges with hope. Maybe, just maybe, this year will be different. I mean, Renee hasn't said a single thing to me yet. Just as I am saying this, Renee turns to me.

"Hey Lizzie," she says with a sneer. My smile falters. "Your sister was just telling me about your wittle baby bwanket." My eyes widen. Phoebe promised to never tell anyone about that! She grins, "Hmm, should I tell everyone about it at school? Or should I get you to do my homework for one week…"

I sigh. "I'll do your homework for a week." She smiles. "I'm so glad we have an understanding!" I hang my head. Renee has been playing this little "game" with me for nearly three whole years.

Hope squeezes my hand as the bus pulls up to Walden Middle School. We get out, clutching our backpacks in our hands.

The school day is long and by the time it is over, I am ready to go home. Renee picked on me the whole time, in every class, and with her homework and my homework, it looks like I'm going to be busy for a few hours at the least.

Hope and I walk into my house and my father greets me brightly. "So, Lizzie, Hope, how was your first day of middle school?" I shrug, "It was okay, I guess." Hope nods.

If my father senses something is up, he doesn't acknowledge it; instead, he smiles and pats me on the back. My mother walks in to the foyer, wiping her hands on a dishtowel. My mother is a fabulous cook, and is probably making something delicious in the kitchen.

She smiles, "Dinner is ready girls. Come on in to the kitchen and I'll serve up some meatloaf and tell you two some wonderful news!"

My mother has piqued my curiosity, so I follow her into the kitchen, Hope trailing behind me. As she is dishing out the meatloaf, Phoebe walks into the room, texting furiously on her phone. Mother pulls out a chair for her and waits until she sits down. Then she claps her hands together.

"Girls, I have some wonderful news! Some other mom's and I got to talking after our daily coffee at Pies and Prejudice, and we have decided to start a Mother-Daughter book club! It will be just like the one I was in when I was a girl!"

She looks so thrilled at the prospect that I don't want to hurt her feelings by saying this is a dumb idea. Seriously, if Renee is there, I don't think I want to even go. But I don't say any of this, instead, I smile weakly and look at Hope.

She gives me a half shrug and looks down at her plate. Phoebe looks disgusted and starts texting madly.

I have a feeling this book club will be a total disaster.

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Megan's P.O.V

I can't believe it. A Mother-Daughter book club? Gimme a break! I mean, I know my mom was in one and everything but the whole thing sounds pretty dumb.

"Megs, we're going to be late so hurry up," calls mom from downstairs. I quickly tie up my light brown hair and trudge down the stairs.

Mom ushers me into the car and we start driving to Eva's house, where the first dumb meeting is being held. When we arrive, my mother turns to talk to me.

"Honey, please be on your best behaviour tonight…. I know the idea of a book club may not sound so appealing, but it will get better, I promise you that much." She looks into my blue eyes and waits for me to nod.

Slowly I shake my head up and down. Looking reassured, my mom unlocks the car door and we get out. Gigi's mom's car pulls up behind us, and I crane my head to see if Aiden is in the car. Sadly, he isn't.

I frown and wait for Gigi to hop out. A minute later she does, and my mom goes and talks to her mother. Gigi runs over to where I'm standing and together we walk up to Eva's door. She opens it and we go inside. Cassidy, her mother, takes our coats, and we head into the spacious living room.

Lizzie, Phoebe, and Hope are already there, along with their mother's. I take a seat next to Gigi and the two of us start to talk. We haven't chatted for long until Mrs. Chadwick (my aunt) claps her hands together.

"Girls, we are ready to get started. So, first of all, I'd like to thank Mrs. Sloane-Berkeley for hosting our first meeting. Secondly, I want to tell you all about the first book we will be reading. The other mom's and I have decided to start with Little Women, the first book our original club read!"

I look at Gigi in shock. Little Women? Seriously? That book is like ancient! I look around the room at the other girls. Their faces pretty much mirror mine, in the fact that nobody is saying anything, and everyone looks pretty unhappy to be here.

As we sit in silence, my aunt, Mrs. Chadwick, stands up. "I suppose we should be heading to Kimball Farm then, girls. I think this meeting is over for today." She looks at us girls. "Let's all pile up into our vehicles and head there!" I stand up and grab my coat, following my mom out the door and into our silver punchbuggy.

The last thing I want is to be seen at Kimball Farm with Lizzie my super embarrassing cousin, and Hope, the Farm Girl, but I'm actually craving a strawberry cone.

Pushing all thoughts of book club and Lizzie & Hope away, I take my phone out of my pocket, put my headphones in, and tune everything out.

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Chapter 3: Hope's P.O.V

Yesterday was one of the worst first days of school I have ever had. My mom and some other moms decided to start a Mother-Daughter book club!

And they invited Megan to join. And Phoebe. Luckily Lizzie is in it too. Phoebe, (her sister), and Megan, are both friends with Renee Reynald, the meanest, most popular girl in Walden Middle School.

I'm still thinking about yesterday as I enter the school. Suddenly, the bell rings and jolts me out of my daydream.

Shoot! I race to my first class: English, and make it in just as Mr. Dooley starts taking attendance.

"Hope Hawthorne, what, may I ask, is the reason of your semi-late appearance,?" he questions.

"Um," I stutter, "Uh, I was walking here and I kind of got stuck in a daydream. I'm sorry. It wont happen again."

He frowns slightly, and purses his lips, but marks me here nevertheless. I sigh in relief and take my seat next to Lizzie. She squeezes my hand, and I know that she sympathizes with me.

As the lesson starts, I scribble down my work furiously and get lost in grammar. I hardly hear the bell, and get lost in my next to classes as well. By the time lunch comes around, I am pretty worked out and am really hungry.

I get to a table before Lizzie and save her a spot, when I hear a voice call out my name.

"Hey Hope," says Eva. "Do you mind if David and I sit with you?" "Nope, not at all, guys. Sit down, I'm just waiting for Lizzie," I reply.

They look relieved and take seats on the other side of the table. I take a glance at them. With their dark brown hair, and twinkling grey-blue eyes, they are both knockouts.

David catches me looking at him and winks. I blush furiously and look down at my napkin. Just then, Lizzie appears, balancing a tray on one hand and an algebra textbook in the other.

"Hey everyone," she says. We chorus "hello" back. She takes a seat, and as we all start to dig into our food, another person walks up to our table. It is Aiden Berkeley, Eva and David's cousin.

He glances at a few empty chairs. "Do you mind if I sit down with you?" he asks. Wow, is he ever polite.

Lizzie nods, blushing, and he sits down. With his curly blond hair, and deep almond eyes, he is cute as well. I guess when your last name is Berkeley, it is kind of hard not being beautiful.

His sister shows up not long after and takes the last vacant seat. She smiles at us, and I smile back. Gigi may be sort-of-friends with Megan and Phoebe, but she is sometimes really nice and fun, and I don't have anything against her. Plus, her brother makes up for all the meanness in her.

We eat and chat, and by the time lunch is over, I feel like middle school is going to be a lot better with my friends.

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Chapter 4: Eva's P.O.V

I look at Hope expectantly. I really want to sit with her. Plus, I haven't made any friends yet and nobody seemed like they wanted to sit with me.

Well, some boys did but I want to sit with a girl- someone who I can get to know and talk to. I want to have a BFF! Isn't that what middle school is about?

David is great and everything but he's my brother, for gosh sakes. As I am thinking, I hear Hope say "yes", and David and I sit down.

A while later, I see Hope looking at him. Figures! All girls stare at David because he has killer grey-blue eyes and dark hair. In other words, he's pretty good looking.

I'm used to it now. I mean, nobody is falling head over heels in love with me because I don't want anybody to.

Lizzie comes skipping up to the table with her lunch tray and some sort of textbook. Algebra maybe? Then Aiden comes up, followed by Gigi.

My cousins are super cool, and they always have the best clothes thanks to their mom, my aunt, who is a big name fashion designer.

Sometimes, Gigi gives me some stuff that her mother made an extra of. I like those times. And, they too, are both cute.

Aiden has curly blond hair and almond eyes, while Gigi has dark brown hair and sea-blue eyes. I guess the good-looking genes runs in the Berkeley family!

We eat lunch and chat, and by the time we're finished, I feel better about school already! Just as I race to put my lunch kit back in my overstuffed locker, a cute boy bumps into me.

"Uh, sorry," he says, pushing his blond hair out of his eyes. I mumble "it's okay," and run past him.

I don't care if I was being rude but I really need to get to class. I slide into my seat just as Ms. Sanborn starts attendance. She doesn't notice me and I feel relieved.

I daydream about him for a while but the rest of the class passes quickly and I jump out of my seat when the final bell rings, signaling the end of the day.

Here at Walden Middle School, our day ends at 2:00. We make up for the lost time on Fridays, where school goes until 4:00. I rush home and race to get to the rink. My lessons will be starting soon and coach gets super mad if I am late.

Luckily, I get there on time and lace up my skates in a jiffy. I step onto the ice and glide away.

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Chapter 5: Gigi's P.O.V

I really really love my mom. She is the best at fashion and presents when it comes to kids.

Take right now, for example. She hands me a slim package. I gently pry open the paper and find a laptop!

"Thanks mom!" She smiles and says," Gigi, when I was your age, my mom didn't let me pursue my dream of becoming a fashion designer. I'm not going to stop you or Aiden from pursuing your dreams, whatever they may be. A computer is a great start to whatever."

She gestures towards the laptop. "Why don't you try out your new device while your father and I start supper?"

I nod and look down at the shiny white rectangle. I have barely begun setting everything up when Aiden barges into the room.

"Hey! How come mom and dad bought you a computer?" I shrug, but I can't help smiling a little bit. He flops down on the sofa dramatically.

"I can't believe it. Me, their firstborn son, and they give it you, the measly second child?" Now I'm grinning. I can tell Aiden isn't mad, because, unlike me, he has the very new IPad Pro with a shiny gold backing.

After a while, he leaves the room and I settle down to go on Polyvore. As I'm making a set, I think. I can't believe mom and I have to go to some stupid book club.

I mean, I like Megan and Lizzie and Hope and Eva and Phoebe, but books aren't really my thing. And, I could be at the mall or even maybe hang out with Jace Norton, the cutest guy in sixth grade. (Or at least I think so.) But I guess book club will be okay.

My mom told me about stuff that she did and going to New York and London sounds pretty fun. Not to mention that giant fashion show they did back when they were in seventh grade!

I am jolted out of my daydream when dad calls me for supper.

"Luv, please come to supper," he shouts. I quickly close my laptop and race Aiden to the table. I lose, but he is nice about it for once and doesn't laugh at me.

I inhale the sweet smell of roasted beets and dig in.