Chapter 7: "I'M GONNA MEET OPRAH!"

"Ohmygawd!" said Maddie exitedly. "We're going to Oprah's exclusive Teen People honorary party!"

"Yeah, yeah, I went last year," said London, waving away the invitation.

"We're still going, right?" asked Maddie anxiously.

"Yes, fine, fine, we'll go. Oprah does owe me."

"What for?"

"Well, she never payed me for going to her fundraiser," said London, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. "I'm sorry, but if I'm going to make an appearance I need her monetarial donation."

Maddie slapped her forhead. "If it was to raise money, she shouldn't have to... Never mind. The point is, I'm gonna meet OPRAH WINFREY! Who else goes?"

"The usual," said London. "Hannah Montana, Nicky Hilton, Jesse McCartney, Chris Brown, Daniel Radcliffe, Vanessa Hudgens, Aly and A.J., Corbin Bleu, and I heard this year, someone named Brenda Song."

Maddie shook her head. "Never heard of her."

"But the bad news is, Sari St. Mark is gonna be there." London frowned shaking her head.

"So is it like the core of all hotel heiresses? I mean, think – you, Sari, Nicky..."

"Don't forget Jackie Hampton of the Hampton Inn, and Shela Western of the Best Western Hotel and Suites." (a/n: I made up the whole Jackie Hampton and Shela Western, I don't even know if those hotels HAVE heiresses.)

"Whoa, you know all of them?" Maddie asked.

"Yes, I do... so, P.A. Madeline, what shall we wear?" asked London.

"Well, we might be able to wear some Raven Originals," said Maddie.

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"So it's all set?"

"Yes, we're staying at the Malibu Tipton since I'm on the guest list too!"

"Awesome, I guess we can meet you there before the party! So how'd you get in?"

"Donna was raving about me to Oprah during the Material Girls premiere, so Oprah gave her an invitation then and there!"

"Awesome! See you then!"

Maddie hung up with Raven and turned to London.

"We have the dresses, but Raven mentioned Malibu – I must have not read the invitation well enough."

"Yeah, Hannah Montana, her brother, Jason, and her father, Robbie Ray, are hosting the party," said London.

"Who's Jason Montana?"

"Dunno," London shrugged. "I knew she had a brother, but I've never seen him before."

"Oh well... I'M MEETING OPRAH WINFREY! I'M MEETING OPRAH WINFREY!"

"NOT IF YOU KEEP DANCING! NOT IF YOU KEEP DANCING!"

"Sorry."