A/N: Since the DSL Daters have never had names, I had to come up with them myself. Holly has "Swiss Miss" braids, and is also the "DSLDater1" Skye texts in Kristen. Danielle and Kate are the two girls with ultra high ponytails, and Chrissy is the DSL Dater with her hair down in waves.

You're the one that I chose, you know I'm coming for you...

"Ugh, too brunette."

"Too ugly!"

"Too… I don't even know what's wrong with THIS girl. What is up with that perm?" Each DSL Dater proceeded to flip through her year book until she found the page Danielle Baker was pointing at, and all four girls giggled simultaneously at the eighth grader's unfortunate hair style. Sprawled on the lush carpeting of Holly Smith's bedroom, surrounded by low fat butter popcorn and cans of Coke Zero, the DSL Daters (minus Skye, who had ditched them for "fellow dancers") were on a mission: find an upcoming, ninth grade blonde to replace their AWOL alpha. So far, they had come up with more requirements than matches.

"Look how manly this chick is!" Chrissy Kain scoffed, while Kate Fields peered over her tan shoulder.

"Um, Chris? That's a BOY." Kate smirked, watching the blood rush to Chrissy's cheeks. Reaching into the nearest bowl of popcorn, Chrissy threw kernels at Kate, who promptly threw up her hands in surrender.

"Uncle! Uncle! You're going to get grease on my new top," she added, striking a pose to show off her Juicy Couture empire waist jumper, thrown over dark-wash skinny jeans and pointy bright red flats.

"Totally adorable!" Holly commented, pushing her side bangs out of her expertly made-up face as she checked out her friend. "Can I borrow it for when I go to the movies tomorrow with Harris Fisher, Katie-cat?"

"Very subtle. Now none of us know you have a hot date with a senior," Danielle rolled her hazel eyes, and Holly grinned sheepishly, twirling a long braid around her finger.

"Way to rub it in!" Kate yelled from her spot in the bathroom, where she was checking her jumper for stains and reapplying makeup.

"Oh my gosh! Did he ask you out? Or was it the other way around? What movie are you seeing?" With the rapid fast speed of a TV news reporter, Chrissy bombarded Holly with questions, and Danielle stuck her tongue out at her.

"That's what you get for bragging," she chided, speaking in a sing-song voice that belonged on the likes of Barney and Blue's Clues. A flurry of popcorn kernels suddenly impaired her vision, and when she opened her eyes, Holly was smiling smugly.

"What is up with the throwing popcorn today?" Danielle wondered aloud. Chrissy high-fived Holly, and the two partners in crime giggled as they corrected Danielle's mistake.

"Silly Dani. We don't throw popcorn…" Holly started, glancing at Chris, signaling her to continue.

"We throw kernels!" Danielle sighed. "Popcorn is softer anyways, it's not like it'd actually hurt. And it'd be, like, a total waste of food!" Chrissy, always the chatterbox, jabbered on about popcorn vs. popcorn kernels until Kate finally stuck her hand over her mouth.

"Thank God! Kate, I love you," Danielle wrapped her arms around Kate in a big hug, while Holly snorted in a very unladylike manner at the scene.

"In five minutes she'll be asking Kate to marry her." Chrissy giggled and nodded as Danielle, overhearing Holly, kneeled down on one knee, holding onto Kate's hands.

"I didn't mean literally!" Holly struggled to pull Danielle off of Kate, Chrissy laughing too hard to be helpful.

"Anyways," Kate reminded the group, free of Danielle's clutches, "we have a job to do." The girls groaned, plopping down on top of their pillows and flipping open their Octavian County Day yearbooks again. The room was quiet, except for the occasional rustle of pages and the girls' many bracelets clinking together.

"Hey! This girl's pretty… and she's BLONDE!" The DSL Daters jumped up to look at Chrissy's yearbook, shoving each other out of the way to get a better look at the girl.

"Chris, that's Fawn Armstrong." Turning over the navy yearbook, Danielle added, "And this is last year's edition!"

"She's perfect!" Kate mused. "Too bad she's going into tenth." Fawn's flawless face smiled up at the girls from the outdated OCD yearbook.

"Wait!" Holly interjected, jumping up. "No she's not!" The resident "gossip girl" motioned for her friends to come closer.

"She totally failed the ninth grade after she broke up with Chris Abley," she whispered, grinning at the girls' gasps of shock and nodding at their denials.

"Source?" Danielle demanded, staring into Holly's sapphire eyes with her hazel.

"Okay, well you know the hair salon my mother goes to?" The DSL Daters nodded swiftly, urging Holly to continue. "Apparently Fawn's mom goes to the same one and they were gossiping about it yesterday. Fawn, like, refuses to take summer school because she thinks it's a waste of time and she's failing too many classes or something. And her mom made her break up with Chris because she thought he was the reason why she was doing bad!"

"Wow…" Chrissy muttered, surprised. "That's like a soap opera!"

"Who cares?" Kate's smile grew wider, evolving into a grin that would make Demi Lovato or the Cheshire Cat jealous. "As long as she's in our grade, she can be the newest addition to the DSL Daters."

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