Is Bridgeport big enough for Kae, Robyn, Alex and Jasmine? They're all beautiful, captivating, and a little bit crazy... but there can be only one It Girl.
[ Based on the It Girl series by Cecily Von Ziegesar ]
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Robyn hurried home from class on Tuesday afternoon, eager to unload her heavy leather luggage bag and change out of her pencil skirt. The zipper at the back kept digging into her spine, and Robyn was ready to tear it off. She paused for just a moment outside the Mrs. Davis's door, where Teyana and Keke and a few other girls were huddled, listening to the fight going on inside.
"They're really going at it," Keke whispered as Robyn approached, pulling a maroon Bridgeport sweatshirt down over her long, thin torso.
"You just missed some serious name calling," Teyana snickered, leaning casually against the wall, already in her practice sweats. "It was great." It was always fun to listen to the Davis fights—all the other dorms were jealous that Waverly got the most volatile faculty couple—but Robyn had stuff to do. She raised her eyebrows at Teyana and hiked up the stairs.
As Robyn opened the door to Waverly 303, she paused. "No, really, Dad, things are going fine here. Really," Kae was insisting into her phone. Robyn stood in the doorway, the heavy tote thumping against her hip, the zipper snagging the delicate fabric of her jacket.
Damn it.
Kae whirled around, her brown eyes opened wide at the sight of Robyn. The forced-happy tone in her voice didn't match the sad look in her eyes. For the past few days, she had sort of managed to convince herself that Kae wasn't really so bothered by the whole Chris thing, after all. Kae knew that Robyn and Chris had gone out to dinner together with Mr. Brown, but she most certainly did not know about their intense closet makeout session, where they had practically inhaled each other. And looking at her sad little roommate, Robyn definitely didn't want her to find out.
She started to mouth the words, Should I go? but Kae shook her head vigorously and then turned her attention back to the small black phone held to her ear. "I just...wanted to say hi. I've got practice now, so I've got to run, but I'll talk to you later...Love you, too."
Robyn flounced into the room, deciding that if she seemed extra cheerful maybe Kae would catch on and not look so depresso. She dropped her tote crammed with boring Spanish textbooks onto her bed and tried not to stare at Kae's puffy-looking eyes. Had she been crying? But then Kae sneezed a cute little rabbit sneeze, and Robyn felt a little better, because maybe Kae was just allergic to autumn or something, and not calling her father for Chris-related solace. "I didn't mean to interrupt your phone call."
Kae set her phone down on her dresser and gathered her long hair back behind her head, expertly sliding an elastic from her slim wrist to hold it in place. "No, don't worry about it. My dad just likes me to check in once in a while, or else he starts to think I got, I don't know, kidnapped or something."
"Parents worry way too much." Robyn nodded conspiratorially. She liked Kae, she really did, but Chris loomed over them like a storm cloud, and she was pretty sure they could both hear him rumbling in the distance. "It's like they think boarding school is another planet. I know it drives my mother crazy that I'm out of her line of sight when I'm here."
