the wednesday club meeting was awkward. really awkward.
maisie had been sat on the floor eating a packed dinner, seeing as she went straight from wednesday meetings to her track practice, and was now stretching.
the phone rang and kristy dramatically grabbed it.
"hello, babysitters club!" she said. "this is president kristy thomas speaking."
"oh, hi, mrs delvecchio." she said, in a sickly sweet voice. "this sunday? nice, a matinee in the city. i'll see who's available...right. i'm sure she'd be more than happy to. after all, mary anne is the best. thank you."
"so, special requests for mary anne are standard now?" claudia asked.
"none of us are allowed to leave the house this week, remember? except for club meetings." kristy groaned.
"and who's fault is that?" maisie asked, sarcastically.
after what had been arguably the most awkward bsc meeting of all time, maisie walked to school again for her track practice.
on saturday, maisie had a sort of date with sam.
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sort of date meaning that sam asked her to hang out and when she agreed he said: 'it's a date'.
she was fed up of waiting.
why wouldn't he just hurry up and ask her out for real?
now, she could've done it herself, she wasn't opposed to girls asking, but she couldn't help but fear that she'd misjudged his feelings.
she didn't want to get her heart broken again.
but either way, she spent the morning getting ready, physically and mentally, then set off to meet him.
she walked to his house, where his mom awkwardly drove them to where sam had planned for their 'hang out/date'.
he'd kept what they'd be doing a secret.
when they arrived, he covered her eyes until they'd both gotten out of the car.
finally, he took his hands off her eyes.
"i love bowling!" maisie smiled. "how did you know?"
