Sam lay curled on her bed, the huge smile never leaving her face as she talked to Six + NineLuv, a girl from Africa, who was a preppy gothic. She also loved a guy who drooled over a human Barbie doll. "But she won't be a Barbie for long :."

Sam giggled, rather like a preppy herself. Her game beeped. "Newest member Mr. Sexy Voice wishes to chat."

" Where is he from?" Sam asked curious.

"Mr. Sexy Voice is from Calamity Ave. Do you wish to chat?" Calamity Ave? thought Sam. Isn't it that town about 10 miles north of here. So he might know me. Oh well.

"What is his motto?"

" 'I'm to sexy for any girl but you.' "

"So he's a hottie?"

"Yes. Do you wish to chat?"

"Sure. Send him this message though. ' Hey dude! What's up my homie G?' "

"Hey baby. You got a boyfriend, or can I steal you away from DP?"

OMG his voice is sexy. Sam thought. But it is so familiar. Oh well he sounds hot!

"Sam? You still there?"

"Yah Mr. Sexy Voice. I'm still here. And ready for any thing. ;-)"

" Any thing????"

"Any thing. So …… do you have a girlfriend? And if so …can I win you from her? Flirty wink"

" No I'm single…at least for now…after this chat I hope not to be. Blows kiss. So maybe you would be interested in coming to the Calamity High Halloween Dance? It's a costume dance so… maybe? It's okay if you don't want to, it's just I've dated every girl in my school and I want a hot date to make them jealous."

"Oh well see the thing is…………sure I'd love to go! Who or what will you be dressing up as?"

"Maybe we could go as a couple costume…I'll go as that Frankenstein…and you can come as the Bride of Frankenstein."

"Sure sounds great. So when is the dance?"

"The dance is next Friday. You know we could go on a date before the dance…to get to know one another."

"Great! Oh, I know this fabulous restaurant called Song of the Heart. I'll pay. Meet you there tomorrow night at 7?"

"Cool see you then. Can't wait! Hang on a sec?……. My mom says I can do that but I need to go right now. Bye sweet cakes!" And he singed off. Sam listened to their conversation three times. Then she saved the chat, singed off herself and rolled over on her bed. Staring up at the lavender canopy, Sam sighed happily. She realized what she had done and sat bolt up right. Screaming, Sam raced down the stairs.

"Mom!" Sam yelled as she ran down the many flights. "You and I need to go shopping for something other than black or purple! I want something pink or red. A dress. With ruffles, filmy fabric, sequins, slits up the skirt, and cleavage. I think I need a new bra the only kind I have now is sports, and that just flattens me out, I most definitely need to wash out my hair dye, and a makeover wouldn't hurt. Help me. I want to become the daughter you always wanted. The more expensive the better. Can I wear your ruby necklace, your opal earrings, your diamond tiara, your emerald ring and Grandma's pearl bracelet? I have a date with a guy who knows nothing about me and I don't want him to think I'm weird! And can someone please set a reservation at the Song of the Heart restaurant for two tomorrow at 7?"

In the study, her parents looked at one another.

"Our little girl is growing up," whispered Mr. Manson, tears in his eyes.

"So she is," Mrs. Manson whispered back. In a louder voice she called back at Sam, "Honey get your coat. Speaking of which, you could use a mink coat. Mine is much to big for in the bust."

"I wouldn't be so sure Mom. I normally bind my chest flat. But my own mink coat sounds nice. And maybe since I'm fifteen, I could get a thong?" By now Sam stood in the doorway.

" Oh Sam. You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that. Would a fur-rimmed thong be best? Or something else?"

" Could I have a baby harp seal thong studded with diamonds?"

" Honey it's not like you to want fur anything, especially not harp seal because they are endangered."

"So? If all this guy wants to do is get in my pants, and does so successfully, I want him to know I am powerful. So powerful as to be able to get around the law. And any way do we or do we not have a harp seal reserve in Canada. Just take one from there and if any one asks just tell them it died form an infected cut in it's flipper and you cremated it because it was the first baby your seals made. It's not that hard."

Her parents started at her, open mouthed.

"I didn't think you could make me any more happy, Sam," her mother said. " But you just did. I'll tell James to bring around the limo. You and I are going to make you beautiful. And thirty minutes in a tanning bed could do wonders for you."

Sam sighed with happiness. Mr. Sexy Voice, she thought. You had better be ready for the hottest date of your life.