Spencer left around 5:00. A few minutes later, I got a call from Kate. "Hello?"

"Hey, Courtney!" Kate squealed. "I was just wondering, do you want to come over? Naomi and Riley are here, too."

I sighed. I didn't have time for these bitches. Yes, it had been fun being queens of the school hierarchy. I had already been asked out four times today (turning down all of them), and one wannabe designer had asked me to be her model, but I had better things to do.

I was about to tell her that it had been a rough day and I had to do an interview tonight, but then I realized: Kate would be in the same house as Hanna. I could send the faux DVF tickets then. "Sure!" I said perkily. "I'll be right over." Then, realizing that I probably shouldn't know where her house was, I added, "Oh, could you give me directions?"

I got to their house a little later, and walked up to Kate's room. They were completely drunk, and in the middle of writing love letters to their crushes. When they had finished that and were sloppily giving each other makeovers, I told them I was going to the bathroom, while actually stealing their letters, making copies of them, and returning the original ones. I wasn't sure what good it would do, but if I needed to humiliate them, I was prepared.

Right after we finished eating chicken salad, no dressing, for dinner, we heard the sound of Hanna's car pulling up. The three girls stiffened. I saw a shadow pass in front of Kate's closed bedroom door, and knew that Hanna was listening.

"I think I saw her car pull into the driveway!" Naomi was whispering.

Riley's eyes widened. "We should hide!"

Kate rolled her eyes, as if she was too cool to do such childish things as hide. "She'd better not try to hang out with us. Right, Courtney?"

Hannah was still listening, and she needed to think that I liked her, so I made my voice sound confused. "Um…"

The shadow passed, and I heard Hanna's footsteps get farther away. "Yeah, definitely!" I said confidently once I was sure she was no longer listening.

Pulling out my phone, I clicked on "new email" and attached the DVF tickets. When Kate asked what I was doing, I replied, "Just checking my Facebook." Kate had insisted on making me a Facebook during free period, and I already had 10,200 friends, more than Kate, Naomi, and Riley had together.

I typed into the email, "Hey, Han. I've been offered six tickets to the Diane von Furstenberg fashion show in NYC Thursday, but I obviously can't use them. Would you like to go instead? I've attached them via PDF." Kate had told me that Hanna's mom was in Singapore for a rich job. I knew that rich jobs often got people tickets to good shows, and it would make sense, since she was in Singapore, that she would give the tickets to Hanna.

Hitting send, I sat back and waited. Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was a pounding on Kate's door. "What do you want, Psycho?" Riley sneered.

Hanna smiled hugely. "Would you mind keeping it down? I need to make a phone call about some fashion week tickets I got from my mom, and I can hear your voices all the way down the hall."

Kate squealed, "What?" It was perfect timing, because I couldn't hold in a small snigger. Hanna thought she was being so coy. I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she couldn't get into the show.

"Fashion week?" Naomi was saying. "Right."

"Just turn the music down for a few," Hanna simpered. "I don't want Diane von Furstenberg's people to think I'm some silly high school girl. Thanks much!"

As she turned to go, Kate grabbed her arm. "Wait, the Diane von Furstenberg?"

Riley spoke up, basically calling Hanna a nobody. I chuckled to myself. If people were that rude to me, I wouldn't let them come to a show, but Hanna was so desperate for friends that she didn't even care.

Hanna shoved the PDF in Kate's face and they all crowded around the screen. They were making such a big deal about this. I could probably get real tickets if I asked nicely.

All of the girls turned to me, their eyes asking what I thought about it. Wow, it had only been a day and I was already the leader of this group. How desperate could they get? "Sweet!" I said nonchalantly.

Kate, Naomi, and Riley practically kissed Hannah's feet, and Hanna finally said yes. I rolled my eyes. This was so high school.

Hanna left the room, and suddenly a thought occurred to me. I heard she met Iris at the Preserve. What had Iris told her about me?

"I'll be right back," I told the girls. They were so busy planning what to wear for the show that they barely looked up.

I walked up to the bathroom door just as Hanna stepped out of it. She jumped. "Uh, hi?"

"Hey," I said softly. Hanna looked a little freaked out. "Um, I heard you knew Iris."

Her eyes grew wide. "Uh, yeah."

I touched Hanna's arm, as if I actually cared. "I'm so sorry. She was out of her mind. I'm glad you got away from her, too."

Before she could respond, I slid back into the shadows, feeling calm. Everything was falling into place.