Chapter 4:
Invitations
Friday at Styles High everyone was in for a surprise. Every locker had a balloon attached to it with a note that said "Pop Me!"
It was the Bratz latest gimmick for invitations. In the past they had handed out candy wrappers with invitations in them and had an Instagram challenge for people to post pictures of their butt with the hashtag "bootylicious" and they picked a few people from it.
The day before they had spent hours with the boys blowing up balloons. Only inside the balloons of people who were invited were invitations.
Fianna, Nevra, and Megan's lockers were right next to each other's. Megan ran over when she saw the balloons. "This is awesome!"
Deep inside Nevra was nervous. What if she wasn't invited? "What if your invitation isn't in there?" She said snarkily to hide her insecurity.
Megan pulled out a pen and popped the balloon. Inside was a piece of paper. She held it in Nevra's face. "What does this look like?" She said laughing.
Fianna popped hers. "This is cute," she said when she saw the decorated paper.
Nevra nervously popped hers and to her relief there was an invitation inside.
Around the school people were popping their balloons. Everyone knew what it was for. Rumors of the sleepover had been circulating all week. Most people were disappointed to not have an invitation. Others like Roxxi, Phoebe, Sheridan, and Katia's eyes shine with pride and excitement.
Sabina was at her locker. After what had passed between her and the Bratz recently she'd be surprised if she was invited. But she decided to pop the balloons anyway and gooey egg yolk spilled out of it onto the floor and on her new shoes.
"AH!" She exclaimed.
People around her laughed,
Neveah and Peyton had gotten to their lockers.
"This is it," Neveah said taking a deep breath.
"On three," Peyton said. "One."
"Two."
"Three!"
They popped their balloons at the same time and inside was the invitation. They screamed with happiness.
"This is it Peyton! We're in!"
Meanwhile Krysta and Aubrey were at their lockers.
"Do you think they'd really invite us?" Aubrey asked Krysta.
"I hope so. They like Dana, I think they'd listen to her...right?" Krysta said unsure. What if Dana hadn't really talked to the girls about it? What if she just wanted to humiliate them like the other Bratz would?
They popped their balloons and to their surprise there were invitations inside.
"Omg! Omg! Aubrey, this is it! We're actually invited!"
Aubrey read the invitation out loud.
"You are hereby invited to a Bratz sleepover on Saturday, September 30.
Be at Sasha's house (800 Elm Boulevard) by 7:30. Do NOT bring anyone who wasn't invited.
Wear only your cutest pajamas and be ready to have lots of fun.
See ya then."
"This is so not happening!" Krysta exclaimed. "We've got to shop for some really cute pajamas now!"
Krysta rambled on about the party but Aubrey had mixed feelings about it.
*WW*
At lunch the Bratz were sitting at their usual table. The school had been talking all day about the balloon invitations, expressing disappointment for those who didn't get an invitation, and talking about those who had gotten one.
"Looks like the balloon idea wa a success Yasmin," Jade said.
"True, but can we please not do it again," Cloe said. "I think I'll be emotionally scarred for life from blowing up all of those balloons."
"Are Aubrey and a Krysta happy they're invited Dana?" Sasha said throwing Dana a pointed look.
"Yeah, they are," Dana said looking her in the eyes. A part of her wanted to back down, but she knew if she wanted to ever gain Sasha's full respect she couldn't do that. Besides, if Sasha really hadn't wanted Aubrey and Krysta there then she would have said no, and no one would have objected to it.
All of a sudden Peyton and Neveah came over to their table.
"We just wanted to thank you for inviting us," Neveah said.
"Yeah, we're really looking forward to the party," Peyton said.
"Just so you know we have a pajamas policy," Sasha said.
"And what would that be?" Peyton said skeptically.
"Anyone who doesn't come in the sexiest pajamas from the designer of our choosing doesn't get to walk through the door," Sasha said.
"This party's designer is Dior," Cloe added.
Peyton's smile fell. She didn't own Dior pajamas, she didn't even know Dior made pajamas. How was she going to get them in a day?
Neveah however just laughed despite having the same worries as Peyton. "Oh don't worry about that, we both own Dior pajamas."
Peyton gave her a look that said "we do?!"
"Really?" Cloe said with a smirk.
"Yeah, they were a birthday present. They cost $200 each!" Neveah said looking them all in the eyes so they'd know she wasn't lying.
"Well, we look forward to seeing them," Yasmin said not believing them any more than the other girls.
When Peyton and Neveah left the Bratz laughed.
"Since when do we have a pajamas policy?!" Dana exclaimed laughing along with them even though she knew it was mean and she shouldn't laugh.
"Since now I guess," Jade said.
"Did you see their faces?!" Sasha said.
"I will bet my favorite Chanel shoes that they go out and buy Dior pajamas right after school just to wear them to our party," Cloe said.
