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Josie, and a lot of megafamous celebrities. There were movie stars and singers, fashion models and film producers.
    “Natalie,” Alyssa said slowly, “that’s Johnny Depp!”
    “Yes.” Natalie grinned at her friend. “And he’s totally hotter in real life than on the screen.”
    “Oh my God, you’ve met him ?” Jenna stared at Natalie as if she had announced that she was from another planet.
    Natalie licked her lips. “Yes, I have.”
    “Tell us all!” Grace ordered her.
    “He’s . . . he’s really a nice person,” she said. Oh, how lame.
    All eyes remained fixed on her. The butterflies in her stomach began to seriously flutter. Her thoughts jumped to her lists. Now, more than ever, her friends would expect a girl in her position—with serious money and celebrity connections—to pull off an amazing night for them.
    I’m still just me , she wanted to tell them. Her throat grew tight and she tried to swallow. But she couldn’t. She actually felt a little dizzy.
    Just then her mom swept in with a portable phone in her hand. “Shall I go ahead and order the pizzas?” she asked. “You girls must be really hungry.”
    “Starving,” Grace informed her.
    Alyssa said, “I hope you don’t mind, Ms. Goode, but I’m a vegetarian.”
    “Already taken into account,” Natalie warmly informed her. “Does anyone here like anchovies?”
    “Oh, I love them!” Jenna cried. “No one—and I mean absolutely no one—in my family will touch them. Having anchovies on my pizza is a dream come true.”
    “Good thing you thought to ask, Nat,” Natalie’s mother said.
    Natalie beamed. She said, “We thought we’d get three extra large. One all veggie, of course.” She smiled at Alyssa. “And what else shall we get?”
    “Anchovies and black olives, definitely,” Jenna said.
    “Canadian bacon and ham?” Grace asked, checking with the others.
    “Works for me,” Jenna told her.
    “That sounds like three winning combinations,” Natalie said. “We’ll have lots of leftovers.”
    “I like cold pizza for breakfast,” Alyssa said.
    “Me, too,” Grace said eagerly. “There’s really nothing like it.”
    “We bought some fresh bagels and croissants,” Natalie told them.
    “Okay, there is something like it,” Grace amended, and everyone laughed.

    They ordered the pizzas and lounged in the living room by the fireplace while they waited for them, discussing what movie to see. Grace was really excited about Aces and Kings , and it was opening night. So the others agreed that they’d go to that.
    Then their intercom sounded. Natalie pressed a button in the console beside the fireplace.
    “Yes, Mr. Bartok?” she asked.
    “Is Miss Hannah,” he said.
    “Oh, send her on up!” Natalie cried. She smiled at the others. “You’ll love Hannah.” She nodded at Alyssa. “She’s artistic, like you.”
    “Oh.” Alyssa looked less than thrilled. Natalie remembered that Alyssa’s parents had sent her to camp to help her become more social. Not that Alyssa didn’t know how to make friends. She was just quiet. But maybe Alyssa hadn’t counted on meeting anybody new this weekend.
    Soon there was a rap on the front door. Natalie called to her mother, “It’s Hannah! I’ll get it!” She trotted out of the living room, leaving the others behind.
    Natalie bounded to the front door and threw it open. Hannah stood on the other side, very cute in a ruffled denim skirt with patchwork on it and a matching light-blue blouse. She wore blue and silver beads in her cornrows, and blue and silver dangly earrings.
    Hannah looked really excited. “Did you get my phone message?” she asked as she came into the apartment. “About the award?”
    Natalie blinked. “I haven’t had a chance to check our voicemail yet. What’s up?”
    “We each got a call about your portrait of me,” Hannah explained. “They judged the art show this afternoon and your sketch got a special jury award! And Helena Attebury, the editor of