Mia.
âYouâre always thinking about the competition!â teased Katie.
âBusiness first, thatâs my motto!â I said, and we giggled.
âNext, weâll walk home and pass by the baking store Katie wants to check outââthey exchanged a smileââthen weâll look into just one or two boutiques I like along the way, then go home to change and wait for my dad.â
I scribbled furiously. âWill Ava already have her bag with her?â I asked.
âWhat? Oh. Well, maybe not, because itâs a surprise that weâre going to school,â Mia said, a little distressed.
âOkay, just planning ahead,â I said. âEmma always hates it when I forget to tell her to pack a bag in case she sleeps over. Then weâre always scrambling at the last minute . . . you know.â
âRight. Then weâre going to dinner at Omen, that awesome sushi place in SoHo Iâve told you all about!â Miaâs eyes lit up in excitement.
âI canât wait!â said Katie, grinning.
âOh, is it cool?â I asked.
âWait, you havenât heard Mia going on and on about Omen?â Katie laughed incredulously.
I shrugged. âI guess not,â I admitted.
Mia giggled. âWell, after tonight weâll all be going on about it!â
I am personally not a fan of raw fish, but I felt like it really wasnât my place to throw a wrench into the plans. I made a mental note to eat an extra churro at the bakery.
âAfter Omen, my dad is going to take us to get our palms read by this really cool lady he knows.â
âWait, whoa! Palm reading?â That kind of stuff made me a little nervous. But Katie and Mia looked at me blankly, like, Whatâs not to like about palm reading? âI mean, uh . . . wow!â I corrected, and they smiled.
âYeah, she only gives out good news, though, so donât worry!â reassured Katie. âAt least thatâs what Mia always says.â
Mia nodded. âRight. Then after that weâll walk a couple of blocks to the treat that Katie and I have lined up to surprise you and Ava. . . .â
âWhat is it?â I asked excitedly.
They laughed. âWe canât tell you! Itâs a surprise!â
âOh.â I felt a little left out. I guess Iâd feel better after we hooked up with Ava. Then she and I could be left out together. I decided to change the subject. âOkay, and will we set up the beds before or after we go out?â I asked.
Mia laughed again. âYou and your details, Alexis! I donât know! Before? After? Who cares?â
âOh, I just thought âcause maybe weâll be so tired when we get back . . .â
âNo way. We will be rowdy!â said Katie, giggling.
âOkay . . . ,â I said, and wrote in my planner: âOmen, palm reader, shop, get rowdy.â
Katie leaned across the seats to see my planner. âDid you actually just write âget rowdyâ in there?â
I nodded. âYes. Failing to plan is planning to fail!â
âHow can you fail at being rowdy?â asked Katie.
âYou can use up all your energy too early and then want to go to sleep when itâs rowdy time, thatâs how,â I said huffily. Didnât everyone know that?
âAlexis Becker, you are too much!â said Katie with a laugh as we entered a dark tunnel.
âThe Beckers try harder.â Mia giggled as she quoted our family motto.
It hurt my feelings a little, but I took a deep breath and decided not to turn their teasing into a fight. After all, it would be two against one. Not my favorite odds.
âAnd whatâs wrong with that, my friends?â I asked. âWhatâs wrong with that?â
CHAPTER 4
New Yorkâs Best Hot Chocolate
I was overwhelmed just finding our way out of the train station, and I couldnât believe how
Catherine Gilbert Murdock