New Beginnings
Chapter 5
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Dinner went fine. Allie and Jenna came. Then, they got into Courtney's sister's car and went back to the mall.
They walked to the fountain in total silence. When they got there Courtney, Allie and Jenna all opened matching pink bags that said, "The Blondies," in yellow letters. Inside the bags they each had a paper. Emma couldn't see what it said, because the back was facing her. Courtney started talking.
"We are gathered here to welcome a new member into our group, the Blondies. The new member is Emma, and she just moved here from New York City." Courtney was reading this off the paper, and Emma was guessing that she said it for every new member and was filling in some blanks. "First we will go over the rules. Then we will give her the first dare. Then, we will give her the second dare. If she does all the dares, she will then have to recite all the rules without any help. If she fails the dares or fails to recite the rules then she will not be in our club. Ready everyone?"
"Yes," they all said.
Now Jenna started speaking. "Courtney will go over the rules. Then I will give you your first dare, Allie will give you your second and Courtney will do something else but we can't tell you what yet. Got it?" Emma nodded.
"Now, the first rule," Courtney started. "Is that each member has five points. If they do something wrong or break one of the other rules they lose a point. If they do something good then they gain a point. I gave you an extra point for telling that girl that she couldn't try out for cheerleading. Normally I wouldn't do it for things like that but since you're new and I didn't explain that you had to, I did. Now, if you lose all your points, you start again at five, but you also get a penalty. I will decide the penalty when I need to. The second rule is that every day, you have to burn at least 100 carbs. If you don't have an exercise machine, I have one. Third, on Fridays you have to wear pink. Completely pink. Not just a pink hair tie or something. Totally and completely pink. If you want to wear pink on other days you can, but you also have to wear pink on Fridays. Fourth, you have to wear a bra every day. Sometimes you don't get caught for it but if you do you lose two points instead of one. Fifth, you have to wear a mini skirt on Wednesdays. Same as pink. You can wear a skirt on other days too, but you have to on Wednesdays. Sixth, you can never interrupt me and you always have to do what I say. Lastly, if you wear anything to school or anywhere else, and I don't think the outfit is cool, you lose a point. Now Jenna, the first dare please?"
"Okay. You have to go up to the food court and steal four ice cream sandwiches. One for each of us. Do it with out getting caught. You have fifteen minutes. Ready...go."
While Emma was gone doing the dare Allie, Jenna and Courtney were talking.
"So," Courtney started. "We need to go to her house one day for a sleepover. We have to make sure she's totally cool. If she's not, she can't be in the club."
"Okay, so when?" Allie asked.
Jenna replied, "Why don't we ask if next Saturday is okay? We can all bring a movie or something and then we can stay up all night watching them."
They all agreed on that, but they also agreed not to tell Emma until all her dares were done.
"Okay. I'm back," Emma said, out of breath from running. It had only been ten minutes.
"Good job," Courtney said.
Allie gave the next dare. Your second dare is to prank call five people that you know, each with a different disguise thingy. You have your cell, right?" Emma nodded and started calling. Since her parents didn't memorize her cell number, they just had it written down in a lot of places, she could call them.
"Hello, is this the Banana residence?" she started. "No, no, no. I'm looking for Mr. Banana." She was doing it all in a British accent. "You have Bananas? Well can I talk to Mr. Banana please? What about his wife, Mrs. Banana? Well if you have Bananas, can I talk to one of them? And why not? Oh so you're murderers and you ate the Banana family? How could you? I'm calling the police. Good day to you! Humph!" And she hung up the phone.
"Great. Now you have to do your second one."
Emma picked up her phone again. She was going to call her friend Dana in New York. "Hello. I'm lookin' for a dumdiddly dumdiddly pizza place," she said in a western accent. "Do you know where I can dumdiddly dumdiddly find one? I don't want any dumdiddly dumdiddly cheese though. Or any dumdiddly dumdiddly sauce. You don't know where I can dumdiddly dumdiddly find one? Well you are a dumdiddly dumdiddly stupid person. I dumdiddly dumdiddly know where one is already. I was just a dumdiddly dumdiddly testin' you." And then Emma hung up without saying goodbye.
"That was perfect. Do your third."
Emma dialed hr mom's dad's work number, even though she knew he wouldn't be there. She was going to leave a message. "Hey Ross honey, it's Jessica. I loved last night. We should do it again. Maybe at your house. Make sure Rachel's not there though. That would be a problem. We need to be alone. I'll bring some candles and a bottle of wine. Get Rachel to prepare the food and then send her out on an errand and lock her out or something. I'll come over Saturday night. I miss you and I love you. Bye honey." Emma finished. She knew some of her dad's geek work friends would hear it, and then he would be really embarrassed, even though nothing happened last night. Also, he did know a Jessica. Jessica was her mom's best friend. Jessica and Rachel had been emailing. Rachel didn't know Jessica until they found out that they were moving. That's when they stared emailing. They met in a chat room.
Next Emma called hr mom's old work in New York. She pretended to be her mom. "Hi, it's Rachel Geller. I'm calling because my family and I are moving back to New York and I want my job back. I want you to fire the new person and I'll be in on Monday morning. Don't forget." Then Emma hung up. Right away she dialed the number again. "Hi, it's Rachel Geller. I'm sick and I'll be out for a few days. Don't worry though. I'll be back by Friday." No one worked over the weekend so no one would hear any of the messages until Monday.
"Okay. Do your last phone call now."
Emma dialed her best friend in New York, Amanda. She called her at home. Before Emma had left for Florida, Amanda had told Emma that her parents were going to a dinner party and she would be home alone. As soon as Emma heard Amanda answer the phone she breathed into the phone a little and hung up.
"Are you scared to do it?" Jenna asked. Emma silently shook her head. Then she called again, and hung up when Amanda answered. Finally Courtney, Allie and Jenna understood. The third time Emma called, she breathed a little, and then said something. In a very scratchy voice she said, "are you home alone?" and when Amanda didn't answer, she hung up. Then she did it again. "Are you home alone?" Amanda managed to squeak out a no. "But you are. I can see you through your window. You're changing into pajama boxers with soccer balls on them and a white tank top." Emma knew that that was what Amanda always wore to bed on Fridays, and that she always changed into them at exactly this time.
"How do you know? Stop looking!" Emma guessed that she was about to take her bra off.
"I'll come right over," Emma said. And then she hung up.
"Great job. You passed all the dares. Now say the rules," Courtney said.
"The first rule," she started "Is that each member has five points. If we do something wrong or break one of the other rules we lose a point. If we do something good then we gain a point. If we lose all our points, we start again at five, but we also get a penalty. The second rule is that every day, we have to burn at least 100 carbs. Third, on Fridays we have to wear pink. Fourth, we have to wear a bra every day. If we get caught we lose two points instead of one. Fifth, we have to wear a mini skirt on Wednesdays. Sixth, we can never interrupt Courtney and we always have to do what she says. Finally, if we wear anything to school or anywhere else, and Courtney doesn't think the outfit is cool, we lose a point."
"Perfect," Courtney said. "Now come with me into this store, and take off all your clothes except your bra and underwear. We have to make sure you have a good figure." Emma nodded and did what she said. After they poked her a little they decided that she was good. "Get your clothes back on."
"Now, you're officially part of the group," Allie said. "Congrats."
"Now we're going to stay at the mall for the rest of the night," Jenna explained. "It's tradition."