Jessica

I looked around the crowded airport, hoping to spot a hot piece of ass. I had been practicing my best 'my twin sister was kidnapped and I'm so distraught!' face in the mirror just in case. It had almost worked with Nicholas Morrow, but then he'd fallen in love with Liz.

Hmm. If I did meet a guy, I'd have to make sure to keep Liz hidden for a while. I was sure she wouldn't mind. What's a few more weeks of solitude when you've already been through a kidnapping?

I looked around at my travelling companions. I wasn't really sure why Winston Egbert or Bruce Patman were there; it's not like either of them were that close to Liz, especially Bruce. Still, they normally appear in all the super specials, so I guess it made sense.

Enid Rollins was sobbing quietly. I found that even stranger. Wasn't she used to Liz being kidnapped by now? And considering she would change her entire identity when she started college because she was supposedly so sick of being in Liz's shadow, I thought she'd be a little pleased to be rid of her. Todd Wilkins was hovering beside her, patting her back comfortingly and trying to cop a feel. I always knew there was something seedy about him.

Lila Fowler was having an argument with a young, blond girl who was lecturing her about the evils of wearing leather.

"Yeah, but this is Italian leather," Lila seethed. "It's, like, high quality. So it's okay."

"No it's not!" the girl screeched. "It's murder! You're a murderer!"

I raced over to calm the situation. "My twin sister has been kidnapped and I'm so distraught!" I told her, flashing her the appropriate look.

The girl softened. "I'm sorry," she said. Then she smiled. "It's strange, I'm on my way to Stoneybrook to help solve a case about a girl who's been kidnapped. Her twin sister called my friends for help."

"Wow, that is strange," I said. "Especially since I'm also going to Stoneybrook."

"You dumbasses," Lila snapped. "You're obviously both working on the same case."

"You think?" I asked. "But it's so coincidental that we would meet at the airport like this. It's like something you'd read in a really bad story by a really lazy author." Then I shrugged. "Oh well, I'm Jessica."

"Dawn," the girl introduced.

Our flight was called and we headed for the boarding gates. Connecticut, here I come!

I met Kristy Thomas at the Stoneybrook Airport. I had assumed that she would be the only one picking me up so I was surprised to find a group of about twenty people waiting for us.

Kristy introduced herself, then eyed my friends warily. "I didn't realise you were bringing other people," she said.

"Well…"

"Hey, it's okay," Kristy smiled. "The BSC come on all of my vacations as well. I can't even remember the last holiday I took without them."

As Kristy rushed around arranging accommodation for the rest of the gang, I sized up the Baby-Sitters Club. The newspaper article had been published without a photo, so I'd had no idea how young they were until now. I couldn't believe that a bunch of thirteen years had already captured so many criminals. I was confident they'd be able to find Lizzie.

Apart from Kristy, there were five others. Two of them (one who was very definitely black - not that I cared!) looked a bit younger. The Asian one looked kind of weird and the brunette was crying for some reason. But the blond, who was plastered all over an older boy, looked kind of cool. She reminded me of myself at that age.

Then Kristy's little Asian sister puked on Lila's shoes. Dawn laughed cruelly as Lila turned redder and redder. I knew that face. It was time to get out of here.

Kristy managed to find places for all of us in her neighbourhood. Lila came back with me to Kristy's, Enid and Todd went with Abby Stevenson and Bruce and Winston were across the street at the Kilbournes.

After we'd unpacked, Lila suggested that we, "rent a car and explore this shithole. Or maybe drive to New York?"

I was about to agree when I heard Kristy roar up the stairs, "Emergency BSC meeting!"

I shook my head sadly. "I came here to look for my abducted twin sister," I told her seriously. "And I guess that means I'll have to make some sacrifices."

"I still don't know why we came here to look for her," Lila retorted. "And have you even called the police?"

"C'mon Li, everyone knows that the police never solve anything in these mystery editions," I said patiently, as though I were talking to a child. "It's always up to the plucky teenagers to crack the case."

"Speaking of crack," Lila said, "I think you've taken some. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going across the street to give Bruce a blow job."

I smirked as I watched her leave. Lila and Bruce's sex games are the best-kept secret in Sweet Valley. They weren't even in any of the Secret Diaries.

With a sigh, I exited my room. It was a beautiful summer's day and I really didn't want to spend it cooped up inside when I could be outside trolling for hotties.

Then, the bedroom door next to mine opened and the cutest guy I had seen so far came out into the hallway. I turned to him and gave him my best, 'my twin sister's been kidnapped' face. "I'm Jessica," I said, trying to coo and still sound distraught.

"Charlie," he said with a smile. "If there's anything I can do for you…"

"I'll let you know," I told him. I sashayed away, smiling. Stoneybrook was starting to look up!