When we opened the door the next day, Ralphie was all ready to go. "Welcome ladies," he greeted.
"Um, hello. How long have you been here?" I said.
"An hour?!" we shouted.
"Sweetie, you don't have to come this early," Tammy said.
"She called me sweetie," Ralphie blushed. The twins were about to say something wicked, but Tammy shot them daggers before they could.
"Well let's get him ready. To be a host-" Tammy started.
"-Ess. Hostess," Hailey interrupted.
"Thank you, Hailey. You have to be nice to the girls," Tammy said.
"Or guys," Shelly added.
"Shut up you two. Try asking them questions about themselves and answer theirs as truthfully as can be. Girls love honest guys," Tammy said.
"Does that mean you do too?" Ralphie asked. We all looked at each other wondering where that came from and we nodded, unsure whether or not we should have answered.
"Great. I'll never tell a lie in your presences," he said while bowing.
"Stand up. Let's get in our costumes. Ralphie, yours is over there," I said. He nodded and left the room with it and we all went to the closet to change into the school girl outfits. When we finished, we walked out and saw Ralphie in a school boy outfit sitting on the couch with two girls from our class, a brunette and a blonde.
"What do you like to do?" he asked.
"I love to paint," the blonde said.
"I like writing poetry," the brunette said.
"Really? I love poetry as well. I write poems about my beloved friends all the time," Ralphie said.
"You have a girlfriend?" the blonde asked.
"No, but I wish I did," he sighed.
"Do you have a crush on anyone?" the brunette asked.
"Eight girls, to tell you the truth," Ralphie blushed.
"Eight girls?!" they both exclaimed.
"Eight girls?!" we whispered. We all glanced at each other and then I counted us.
"We're eight girls…" I said.
"This boy will not do well now," Keri said.
We peered through the door again. "That's really creepy," the blonde said. The brunette nodded and the girls stood up and left. Ralphie looked like he didn't notice they left and seemed to be lost in happy thoughts.
"I see hosting is something you need lots of work on," Tammy said.
"Definitely," the twins and Shelly said.
"That was the first time our guests left unsatisfied," Sugar said.
"I'm sorry! Please don't kick me out of the club! I'll do anything, please!" Ralphie got on his knees and begged.
"Well there is one thing. You're grades are quite impressive and your family is a proud owner of several computer companies. Perhaps you could be our manager," Keri suggested, adjusting her glasses.
"But isn't that your job?" I asked.
"It would be nice to have some help," Keri said.
"I'll do it! Thank you for giving me a second chance!" Ralphie yelled.