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Every now and then our president becomes zealous and tries to run our club meetings according to parliamentary procedure. We couldn't come to order, though. The rest of us were still laughing over the story of Chewy and the orange cones. "Well, I guess I'll just have to decide about Logan by myself," said Kristy. That brought us to attention. I'd been sprawled on Claudia's bed. I sat up straight. Stacey and Dawn stopped giggling. Claudia even forgot to look around her room for hidden junk food.

It was like one of those dreams in which you go to school naked, or study and study for an important test and then sleep through your alarm clock and miss it. I had only one thought: I had to get out of there. So I did. I ran up the stairs, out the McGills' front door, and all the way home, leaving my nightmare behind. Chapter 14. "Mary Anne," my father exclaimed as I barged into our house. "What are you doing home so early? " "Sorry," I replied. I slowed down and caught my breath. I didn't want my father to know anything was wrong.

Then, "Here," he said ruefully, handing me a smushed orange flower. "Sorry about that. " 47 The flower (whatever it was) looked absolutely horrible against my pink sweater, but I pinned it on anyway. "Thanks," I said. Logan smiled. "Mah play-sure," he drawled. "Come on. " He led me inside. The only really good thing I can say about the gymnasium was that it was less crowded than the hallway. I couldn't appreciate the decorations or the refreshments table or the band. I was too busy worrying. There I was — actually at the dance.

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