A/N: I am posting two new chapters today, but I might not post anymore because you guys might have lost interest in the story (the reason I know this is because I haven't gotten any new reviews) SO, if you like what you are reading, and would like to read more of it, PLEASE review! Thanks!
8:30 The loft
Aargh! I am going to be in so much trouble when I get my body back! I am holed up in the, you guessed it, bathroom. Imagine the worst possible scenario, then double, no, triple it. This is how dead I am going to be when Grandmere gets a hold of me. I knew I shouldn't have left Lilly alone with Grandmere!
Lilly was very reluctant to tell me what happened. She said that she had tea with Grandmere in her pink room at the Plaza, and was on her very best behavior.
Somehow, I find that a little difficult to believe.
She said that she blew a gasket when Grandmere told her that the day's lesson would be spent at Chanel for yet another dress fitting. When she found out what the event was (a society gala held by a Manhattan debutante), she told Grandmere that under no circumstances would she be associated with a "Paris Hilton wannabe" and hang out with anorexic models and B list actresses.
"So when is the ball?" I asked.
"Well, actually, it's on Friday." She replied.
Wait, this Friday? As in, the end of this week?
She must recognize the stunned/surprised/deer caught in the headlights look, because then she said, "As in, the end of this week."
Oh great. Just the thing I need for my society reputation, the guests at someone else's society event being psychoanalyzed by a fifteen year old girl on a mission. A mission of ego deflating.
Well, two can play this game. If she thinks that I am just going to sit idly by, while she prances all over town and probes into peoples personal lives, then she has another thing coming.