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spoiled,party animal kid. It’s sad, really; she was so nice when she was little.”
    I stare at the girl for a few seconds and then my mouth drops open. “Oh, my God. Is that
Maybelle Crusher
?” I whisper. Maybelle was the daughter of the lead singers of The Disco Unicorns. She used to sing with her parents on the TV show, but when season three started she was inexplicably replaced by a perky blonde named Sugar LeBlanc who I never warmed up to because her smile was always too big and forced-looking.
    “That’s Maybelle all right,” Shelly says.
    My heart skips a beat. I found one of my “friends.”
    There’s a picture of Maybelle and me dancing in the Pink Pony Playhouse in my binder. I look over at Maybelle grinding herself against Gabe on the pool table and feel like the wind just got knocked out of me. All the years I dreamed of finding one of my “friends” in real life and when I finally do, she’s a foul-mouthed—hate to say it—ho. Of course, given my long history of broken dreams, I’m not sure why this should surprise me.
    Life is so not fair.
    Shelly cracks her gum. “She goes by Kiki now. Got her name officially changed and everything. A lot of people don’t make the connection; too much plastic surgery andbleach.” She points to my beer. “I’ll take slinging drinks over the life that kid must have had any day. All the money and opportunity in the world and she’s
here
, making an ass of herself.”
    Shelly saunters away and I glance at
Kiki
making out with Gabe. I quickly turn away and gulp some more of my beer. I take another peek and shake my head. I’m figuring she can’t be more than five feet tall. I think she had the bump removed from the bridge of her nose and she’s gone overboard with the bleach. On the show, she had this super shiny brown hair, but now Kiki Crusher looks like a hoochie Barbie doll.
    Kiki comes up for air and pushes Gabe away. “Hey!” she calls out as Shelly passes her. “Can you get me another Cosmo?”
    Shelly keeps walking, looking straight ahead. “I think you’ve had enough.”
    I know she’s not twenty-one, because I remember her birthday episode on TV and I was excited we were almost the same age. From what I’ve seen on the tabloid covers, being rich gets you special privileges.
    Kiki rolls her eyes. “You
always
say that and I
always
tell you
I’m not driving myself home
so it doesn’t matter how much I have!”
    Shelly looks over her shoulder. “I still think you’ve hadenough,” she insists. “Why don’t you go home and sleep it off….” She glares at Gabe. “Alone.”
    Gabe laughs and puts an arm around Kiki. “I’ll have a beer while you’re at it—twenty-two ounce. You’re buying, right, babe?”
    “Sure!” Kiki says loudly. She scans the room and then zeroes in on me. “You,” she says, pointing in my direction. “I don’t know you, but I’ll buy you one too.” She reaches into a micro-mini handbag and takes out a fistful of crumpled cash. “Whadda ya want?”
    I shake my head. “Um, I’m good.”
    Kiki laughs and throws the bills on the pool table. “Oh, my God, you’re turning down
free
booze? What planet are you from? Get our drinks will you?” she says to Gabe, pushing him in the direction of the bar. She jumps from the pool table, tugs her skirt, and then plops herself down in the chair opposite me. “Do you know who I am?” she asks, swinging an arm out and knocking my beer over.
    I push my chair back and grab some napkins as beer starts to pour onto my lap. “Geez!”
    Kiki giggles. “Sorry. I’ll buy you another, but do you know who I am?”
    I stare across the table hardly believing this is the same girl I used to love to watch on TV. “No, I don’t. And I haveto go.” I turn my back to her and take my wallet out from my bag, careful not to expose the two stakes inside.
    “Do
The Disco Unicorns
mean anything to you?”
    “No,” I say putting some money down on the table.
    Kiki gives me an