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far side of the room, where Liz is already seated. She sees me and waves madly. "We have photographers documenting the event so keep your smile handy!" Enid adds as I head over to Liz.
    Photographers are an understatement. Cinch's lunches get a lot of coverage, so there are four photographers and at least two video crews working the room. Already, Miley and Vanessa are holding Cinch T-shirts for a camera in one corner while Rihanna, Jessica, and Ashley strike a pose with their purchases in another.
    A flash goes off as I hug Liz. We both start talking at the same time and laugh.
    "Sit," Liz instructs. She looks good in a curve-hugging rust-colored dress that looks amazing against her olive skin. Liz's shoulder-length brown hair is down and curly. "Let's catch up quick so we can shop," she says. "I have my eye on a limited edition snakeskin pochette that one of the Cheetah Girls keeps looking at. Vacation details. Go."
    I giggle. "Totally relaxing and beautiful. I thought about ditching it all and opening my own dive shop just so I could avoid coming home and taking the SATs."
    "Stop stressing!" Liz scolds. "You've been studying so you're going to be fine."
    "If you call doing half a practice test during lighting changes on set studying, then yeah, I've been studying," I say dryly. "I was getting at least an hour of practice a day while we were on break, but now, between memorizing my lines and doing interviews about FA , I'm lucky if I can squeeze in twenty minutes."
    "Picture, girls?" a photographer interrupts and even before we can answer, begins snapping. "Hold up your purchases."
    "We haven't made any yet," I tell him and he looks disappointed.
    "I'll come back, then," he says. "And Kaitlin, maybe I can get one later of you with Ava and Lauren too."
    "Sure." I smile sweetly.
    "I heard about your new BFFs in Hollywood Nation ." Liz nudges me when the photographer is out of earshot. "You didn't tell me you guys went on vacay together."
    "Very funny," I say and explain what happened. "What about you? Tell me about your trip."
    "The Grand Wailea Resort Hotel and Spa is perfection," Liz gushes. "You have to go. It's pretty quiet so you need company. I don't think I could have handled two weeks if I hadn't met Mikayla." I nod. "She's been so helpful about NYU and --"
    "Excuse me, Liz," Enid interrupts, smiling sweetly. "Your father's business associate is here and I was hoping to get a picture of you two together." Liz's dad is a famed entertainment lawyer whose clients include most A-listers, and a lot of TV stars, like me. Liz and I met when I became her dad's client years ago.
    "I'll be right back," Liz tells me apologetically.
    While I'm waiting, I survey our table. There are six chairs, but Liz and I are the only two seated yet. Two Disney Channel stars walk over seconds later and quietly say hello. I've met them both at other events, but I don't know them too well. They drop their own Cinch purses on the chairs, pushing aside the pretty pink Cinch gift bags, and head off to shop. I start looking over the luncheon menu and hear a loud crash. A waiter carrying a tray full of beverages has collided with Lauren Cobb and Ava Hayden. Lauren's clear drink sloshes all over her dress. "Watch it!" she barks.
    "Sorry about that." Liz slides into her chair next to mine. "What's going on?"
    I shrug. "I don't know," I say as I watch Enid rush over to Lauren and Ava and begin apologizing.
    "So where were we?" Liz asks.
    "Um . . ." There have been so many distractions, I can't remember. "I don't know." We both laugh.
    "What about you?" Liz takes a sip of her seltzer. "How is FA ?"
    I'm glad she asked because I've been dying to talk to Liz about this. Just a month ago, I was feeling so confident about leaving FA behind, but now that the end is right in front of me, I'm not so sure. I'm about to tell Liz exactly that when I hear someone behind us clear their throat. I turn around.
    Sky is standing behind me with her friend Elle Porter, a