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school back home.”
    “Dani, right?” Sienna asked.
    Jason raised his eyebrows. So everyone really did know everything about him and his family. “Right.”
    “Well, bring her to the party,” Sienna said. “Pourquoi pas?”
    Jason thought, from the one year of French he’d taken, that that meant “Why not?”
    She turned away from him, using both thumbs to click in a text message before class started. He hoped it wasn’t about him and what a family-centric, boring little mama’s boy he was.
    Jason stared at her back. Her silky hair shone in the soft light from the wall sconces. What did it mean that Sienna wanted him to go to the party? It was Brad’s party, which meant it was basically her party too. So maybe she just wanted to be sure they would have a good turnout. Don’t be an idiot, he told himself. They’re two of the most popular people in school. Everyone will be at their party.
    Sienna threw back her head and laughed at something—probably the return message. She’d completely forgotten Jason was there.
    He busied himself pulling Macbeth out of his backpack. What did it mean that she wanted him to come to the party? It meant nothing.
     

     
    “Do you have any idea what this means?” Dani cried. “Brad Moreau is the hottest guy at DeVere! This party will be killer. ”
    Jason couldn’t help smiling.
    “Nobody said you were allowed to go, missy,” their mother pointed out from across the new cherry wood dining room table.
    “Allowed to go?” Dani repeated. “Since when do I have to ask permission to go to a party?”
    Jason shot his father a look. His dad shrugged. They’d both learned to keep out of arguments between the women in the Freeman family. Mostly because neither Dani nor Mrs. Freeman ever paid attention to anyone else when they were arguing with each other.
    “We’re not in Fraser anymore,” Mrs. Freeman said. “Things are different out here.”
    “What are you talking about, Mom?” Dani exploded. “Aunt Bianca knows all these people, remember? She found us the house here because it’s a safe place to live! I’m probably safer here than I was in Fraser.”
    “Bianca doesn’t live in California full-time,” Mrs. Freeman argued. “And she doesn’t have children of her own. She doesn’t know the kinds of things that go on.”
    Dani rolled her eyes. “Like what? What ‘things’?”
    “You know what I mean,” Mrs. Freeman responded. “These kids grow up too fast. Who knows what kind of parties they have?”
    Dani sighed, exasperated. “You’ve been stealth-watching The OC, haven’t you? Just because ‘these kids’ live in Malibu doesn’t mean they’re not normal.”
    “So this Brad Moreau’s parents will be there?” Mrs. Freeman asked. “And there won’t be any drinking?”
    Jason took a bite of his mashed potatoes, hiding what he was sure was a guilty expression. He agreed with his mom that the kids out here seemed a little more experienced than his friends back in Michigan. But if his mother thought that Michigan parties were supervised and alcohol-free, she was dreaming. “Mom.” Dani put on her “reasonable” voice. “Even if there is alcohol there, I won’t drink it. I’m not stupid. And besides, you have to let me go. This party is vital.”
    “Vital to what?” Mr. Freeman asked.
    “Vital to making friends. To achieving some kind of happiness at the new school you’re forcing me to go to. Isn’t that what you want me to do?”
    Their parents exchanged a look. Dani’s constant misery over the move had been worrying them, Jason knew. Dani was totally using it to her advantage.
    “Look. I ate lunch with Kristy Blane today and yesterday,” Dani said. “She’s really cool. And if I can get her an invitation to a party like this, it will solidify our friendship. Jason, help me out here.”
    Jason sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was chaperone Dani and this Kristy person. But this was the first time he’d seen his sister excited