4. Meeting

"Silence! Attention please!"

Lori patted the table with the heel of one of her shoes, as is customary in our meetings. When the girls and I fell silent, she cleared her throat and informed the group of what I already knew.

"I inform you of the reason for this extraordinary meeting on Saturday. This morning, Leni told me about the great project she has for her prize money. And it's a very nice idea, if you'll let me..."

"I'm going to be a professional fashion designer!", interrupted Leni. The other girls let out a small squeak of excitement, while the oldest of my sisters was left with an open mouth and a raised eyebrow.

Luna hugged her and then asked, "How did you come up with it?" It's a good chance, sis.

I think that Leni could see my gesture of fear, with which I tried to warn her not to confess what happened last night. But I suppose it was never her intention to reveal it.

"It came to me... ummm ... while preparing a very yummy white smoothie. A midnight craving", she explained, and I was very surprised by her choice of words.

"As I was going to say," Lori waved, "after this announcement, our fashionista sister needs suggestions to invest her money in such a career. Any suggestions, Secretary Luan?

"How much does a design school cost?", the comedian asked, holding up a notebook.

"An approximate figure is... at best, half the money. The most expensive schools cost up to $ 40,000", Lisa said after consulting her tablet.

"Holy shamoley! Clown school is cheaper!", was Luan's reaction.

I never expected the cost to be that high, so I said, "So much money? Is there no plan B?"

"That sounds like something up to you. Your department, Linc", Lynn said as she folded her arms.

"I only can think that Leni could become famous by displaying the clothes she has designed. But how?"

Lori leaned back. "That's easy, little brother. Simply arranging a fashion festival in a public place. Besides, in addition, Leni has been promoting herself for a long time already."

Leni seemed misplaced after the last thing the oldest sister told us.

"What? I don't understand. Am I in promotion? Just like the 'two for one'?"

"I mean your social networks! You have literally uploaded many photos of you, and almost always wearing your designs or your outfits of the day! We should collect them and create a website to promote you."

"In almost all you look beautiful. Believe me, I know beauty, girl", was Lola's contribution.

"Yes, I love being photographed! Will we do modeling sessions?"

I interjected: "That's right, Leni. I will look for the professional camera and I will take the best photos that exist."

"Sweet, Linky! you're a good photographer!"

Lucy started abruptly.

"What my crystal ball can't understand is what has to do with the fashion festival with social networking. It seems to be two disconnected events, Sister President."

"Good question, Lucy. Social networks attract specialists and fans. Instead, a fashion show would be a public event. The two are aimed at different types of people, but seeking the same goal."

"I like the idea of the fashion show. It sounds show cool!", was Luan's bad joke.

"And when do we start with the photos? I have like a lot of clothes to model! Can we start like today?", Leni exclaimed with enthusiasm.

"If you want, we'll start today. No problem. "

"If there is no additional participation, and if Secretary Luan doesn't mind, I'm closing this extraordinary session. I'll wait for you tomorrow, same time", Lori said solemnly, and struck two heels on the table.

"Is it over? That's really 'extraordinary!' ", shouted the secretary, as she held up her notepad: she had sketched herself dissing at Clyde. We all laughed, while the furious president hit Luan on her head. It sounded hollow.

We all left the assembly. I immediately took my cell phone and answered a missed call that Ronnie Anne left me minutes ago.

"Hey, Lame-o," my girl said playfully.

"Hi, Ronnie. What are you doing?" I asked as I made my way to the living room, taking advantage of the fact that I was alone. The sweet spot on the couch was all mine.

"A little bored. We had visitors this morning, so they made me stay home."

"I hate it when that happens. Want to go out for a while? "

At the end of uttering that sentence, Leni stood in front of me in silence, smiling. She looked excited.

"You read my mind, Airhead. Any suggestion?", Ronnie continued.

Still not making a sound, my sister waved at me, pointed to her feet, and twisted one of her calves a little to show off the white-heeled shoes she was wearing. They looked new, and they looked expensive.

It took me several seconds to answer to my girlfriend.

-Ummm... Gus' Games and Grub! I'll wait for you there. I'm gonna challenge you to all the machines!"

"Great. What time will you get there?"

Leni retreated, greeting me with her left hand and a big smile.

"In two hours."

"So late?"

"That'll be worth it. See you later!"

I hung up and ran for my camera.