if Randy and Sara are going to be there. I have to take my name off
the list."
Beth looked panic-stricken. "Oh, Jana, please don't,"
she begged. "You have to go. I mean, with Keith there, I'll need you. Who
will I talk to?"
"Lots of our friends will be there," Jana offered.
"Lisa's going, and Alexis and Dekeisha. You don't need me."
"Yes, I do," Beth insisted. "You're my best
friend."
"But, Beth—"
"I really do need you, Jana. You know I can't talk to
those girls about Keith. It's private. I'd die if they found out how I feel
right now. And besides, what if he acts like a jerk and ignores me all night? I'd
need you more than ever then." Beth fidgeted for a moment, then added, "And
I'd be there for you, too, if Randy and Sara are together."
Jana looked into Beth's pleading face, knowing that Beth
would be crushed if she made good on her threat to remove her name from the
list. But still, how could she possibly go if Randy and Sara were going to be
there together? "I'll think about it, okay?" she said softly.
Beth nodded, but Jana knew that no matter how much she
thought about it, she couldn't let her best friend down. She was trapped.
CHAPTER 11
Jana lugged her sleeping bag up the steps of the public
library on Saturday evening at six-thirty sharp and dumped it onto the floor
inside the double glass doors. Then she went back to the car for her backpack
with her overnight things in it and a plate of brownies covered with aluminum
foil, which was her contribution to the evening's refreshments. Waving good-bye
to Pink as he pulled away from the curb, she turned and went back into the
library with a sigh. She tried to concentrate on how happy Beth had been when
Jana told her she would come tonight and not let thoughts of Randy and Sara's
being here together send her into a panic.
A sudden banging on the door startled her. Looking around,
she saw Beth standing outside with her arms too full to open the door.
"Gosh, Beth," said Jana, laughing as she pushed
open the door for her friend, "we're only going to be here overnight. You
brought enough stuff to stay a week."
Beth dropped her sleeping bag at her feet and shifted the
lavender makeup case she was carrying to the other hand, which also held a
bulging paper bag. In addition, she had her backpack hanging on one shoulder
and her purse dangling from the other.
"Keith's going to be here," she said, as if that
explained it all.
"So?" asked Jana.
"Jana, what's wrong with you? He's going to see what I
look like when I first wake up in the morning. You know, greasy hair, puffy
eyes. In fact, I was thinking about staying awake all night to make sure I don't
get too messed up. What do you think?"
"I think you're crazy," replied Jana, but
instinctively her hand went to her hair. She hadn't thought about how she would
look in the morning, especially after flopping around in a sleeping bag all
night. Her hair would be dripping with grease, and before she left home she had
felt the beginning of a pimple on the left side of her nose. It would be as red
as a stoplight by morning.
How would Sara Sawyer look? she wondered. Perfect, probably.
"So I had to bring shampoo and conditioner and my
blow-dryer and curling iron," Beth went on, nodding toward her makeup
case. "I know they don't have showers here, but I can wash my hair in the
bathroom sink. Oh, and I brought my acne medicine and one of Brittany's
cover-up sticks, just in case of emergency. You can borrow it if you want to. I
see you've got a zit coming on your nose."
"Oh, Beth, you're too much!" Jana said, snorting
in exasperation. "Come on. Let's find a place to put all this stuff before
everybody else gets here."
Beth picked up her sleeping bag again and lumbered along
behind Jana as they crossed the main room of the library and headed for the
children's wing, where the overnight party was going to be held. Even though
she wasn't exactly a child anymore, Jana still loved the children's wing. It
had been added to the old
the list."
Beth looked panic-stricken. "Oh, Jana, please don't,"
she begged. "You have to go. I mean, with Keith there, I'll need you. Who
will I talk to?"
"Lots of our friends will be there," Jana offered.
"Lisa's going, and Alexis and Dekeisha. You don't need me."
"Yes, I do," Beth insisted. "You're my best
friend."
"But, Beth—"
"I really do need you, Jana. You know I can't talk to
those girls about Keith. It's private. I'd die if they found out how I feel
right now. And besides, what if he acts like a jerk and ignores me all night? I'd
need you more than ever then." Beth fidgeted for a moment, then added, "And
I'd be there for you, too, if Randy and Sara are together."
Jana looked into Beth's pleading face, knowing that Beth
would be crushed if she made good on her threat to remove her name from the
list. But still, how could she possibly go if Randy and Sara were going to be
there together? "I'll think about it, okay?" she said softly.
Beth nodded, but Jana knew that no matter how much she
thought about it, she couldn't let her best friend down. She was trapped.
CHAPTER 11
Jana lugged her sleeping bag up the steps of the public
library on Saturday evening at six-thirty sharp and dumped it onto the floor
inside the double glass doors. Then she went back to the car for her backpack
with her overnight things in it and a plate of brownies covered with aluminum
foil, which was her contribution to the evening's refreshments. Waving good-bye
to Pink as he pulled away from the curb, she turned and went back into the
library with a sigh. She tried to concentrate on how happy Beth had been when
Jana told her she would come tonight and not let thoughts of Randy and Sara's
being here together send her into a panic.
A sudden banging on the door startled her. Looking around,
she saw Beth standing outside with her arms too full to open the door.
"Gosh, Beth," said Jana, laughing as she pushed
open the door for her friend, "we're only going to be here overnight. You
brought enough stuff to stay a week."
Beth dropped her sleeping bag at her feet and shifted the
lavender makeup case she was carrying to the other hand, which also held a
bulging paper bag. In addition, she had her backpack hanging on one shoulder
and her purse dangling from the other.
"Keith's going to be here," she said, as if that
explained it all.
"So?" asked Jana.
"Jana, what's wrong with you? He's going to see what I
look like when I first wake up in the morning. You know, greasy hair, puffy
eyes. In fact, I was thinking about staying awake all night to make sure I don't
get too messed up. What do you think?"
"I think you're crazy," replied Jana, but
instinctively her hand went to her hair. She hadn't thought about how she would
look in the morning, especially after flopping around in a sleeping bag all
night. Her hair would be dripping with grease, and before she left home she had
felt the beginning of a pimple on the left side of her nose. It would be as red
as a stoplight by morning.
How would Sara Sawyer look? she wondered. Perfect, probably.
"So I had to bring shampoo and conditioner and my
blow-dryer and curling iron," Beth went on, nodding toward her makeup
case. "I know they don't have showers here, but I can wash my hair in the
bathroom sink. Oh, and I brought my acne medicine and one of Brittany's
cover-up sticks, just in case of emergency. You can borrow it if you want to. I
see you've got a zit coming on your nose."
"Oh, Beth, you're too much!" Jana said, snorting
in exasperation. "Come on. Let's find a place to put all this stuff before
everybody else gets here."
Beth picked up her sleeping bag again and lumbered along
behind Jana as they crossed the main room of the library and headed for the
children's wing, where the overnight party was going to be held. Even though
she wasn't exactly a child anymore, Jana still loved the children's wing. It
had been added to the old
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