Full Circle (Avalon: Web of Magic #12) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Lawn behind Ravenswood Manor watching dozens of teens dart around with decorations, equipment, hammers, and lights, preparing for the big Junior High graduation dance.
    Kara had even convinced her older brother, Kyle, to bring his crew over to help. Marcus had just unfurled a giant banner in front of the makeshift stage, a wooden platform extending from the rear of the manor house. The twenty-foot banner read “Good Bye Graduating Class!”
    Ducking a whizzing Frisbee, Kara marched toward her distraught friends, pink clipboard in hand. “What’s the matter now?” she asked briskly.
    “Yeah, what’s wrong with it?” Marcus asked, frowning.
    Molly scowled at the banner. “Where are we going?”
    “Are we dead?” Tiffany challenged.
    “It’s supposed to say ‘Good Luck’, not ‘Good Bye!’” Heather huffed.
    “Well…” Kara tapped her finger to her chin. “You can add ‘Good Luck’ underneath.”
    “And that lettering is supposed to be magenta, not fuchsia!” Molly griped. “It’s all ruined!”
    “Chill, everyone,” Kara instructed. “The streamers and balloons still match and the lighter color will show up better at night anyway.”
    “That’s true,” Molly agreed.
    Kara, relieved, smiled at her friends. At least they weren’t angry with her anymore. Getting them involved in the dance prep was a great way to make up some time with her BFF’s. They’d been annoyed with her ever since she had to ditch them at the mall.
    “How did everyone in Stonehill suddenly get on the Graduation Party Committee, anyway?” Tiffany demanded.
    “’Cause it’s scheduled as a school project.” Marcus rolled up the banner just as Adriane and her crew marched across the stage, unwinding a large spool of cable.
    “A little to the left,” the warrior instructed.
    “Dude, your other left,” Joey told Adam.
    “Those are crooked!” The blazing party planner pointed at her brother, perched high above on a ladder.
    Kyle and a few other boys were stringing paper lantern lights from the Rose Gardens to the back of the manor near the edge of the stage. The lights circled the lawn, which would double as the dance floor.
    “We spent two hours on those!” Kyle shot back, descending the ladder. “You want to change them, climb that ladder yourself.”
    “Have you seen my shoes?” Kara stuck out her slick-soled silver sandals. “I don’t think so!” She checked her clipboard and walked onto the stage. “Okay, next…”
    Several boys struggled behind her with a tall podium and microphone.
    “We have to put the podium…” Kara consulted her detailed diagram, her finger hovering in the air “…right there.”
    She pointed exactly where Adriane, Joey, and Adam were setting up a heavy table.
    The two groups collided, sending the spool of cable rolling across the lawn.
    “Hey! Watch where we’re going!” Adam complained.
    Kara sauntered over. “This spot’s taken.”
    “Yeah, by this.” Adriane set the table down with a thud.
    “This is where the podium goes for our speeches.” Molly stepped forward, arms crossed.
    Tiffany studied Kara’s pink clipboard. “There’s no big, ugly table in the diagram.”
    “The control panel for the concert lights has to go here.” Adriane gestured behind her. “This is the only outlet with enough wattage for the band.”
    “Yeah, and we have to plug in your 150 strands of lights somewhere,” Joey added.
    “175,” Kara corrected him. “And move that table.”
    “It stays where it is,” Adriane insisted.
    “Okay, Miss House and Gargoyle, just where am I supposed to put the punch bowl?” Kara demanded, waving her diagram.
    “You really want to know?”
    “Hey, Emily!” Joey waved at the red haired girl skirting the edge of the crowd.
    She held a huge stack of leather-bound volumes, and her backpack was bursting with several more. She tried to keep on walking but was blocked by a barrage of kids.
    “Emily, don’t you think the punch bowl should go