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definitely make a statement,” Fitzy said. “Fashion and frosting. How can you go wrong?”
    â€œTrue,” Laura said. “But Peace, Love, and Cupcakes did listen to what we asked for and gave us exactly what we wanted.”
    She turned to Cece. “I’m so sorry, but we’re going to go with them this time around.”
    â€œNo!” Cece stomped her foot and pouted. “It’s all Chloe’s fault. This silly cupcake gown was all her idea.”
    â€œI thought it was your idea,” Sadie responded. “Isn’t that what you said?”
    This time it was Cece’s turn to grab her purse and bolt out the door.
    â€œI see big disappointment in her future,” Lexi said, pretending to have a vision. “And a big pageant order in ours!”

The girls were piling back into Kylie’s mom’s SUV when a black Cadillac suddenly whizzed by them. It pulled right up to the Miss New England Shooting Starz office. Kylie rolled down the window of the passenger seat to get a better look—and spotted a familiar figure stepping out. Meredith!
    She quickly rolled up the window and tried to hide her panic from her friends.
    â€œWhat’s wrong, honey?” her mom asked, noticing Kylie’s face turn pale. “You look queasy.”
    â€œUm, nah. I’m okay,” Kylie replied, unbuckling her seat belt. “I just realized I left my phone in the pageant office. Be back in a jiffy!” She opened the door and raced back out.
    â€œThere she goes with the jiffy thing again,” Delaney said.
    â€œShe would forget her head if it wasn’t pinned on her shoulders,” her mom teased.
    Kylie ran into the building and stood right outside the Starz office door. It was open a crack, and she could just make out the conversation.
    â€œYou must be Meredith Mitchell,” she heard Hershey saying. “So lovely to meet you.”
    â€œOf course it is!” Meredith replied. “And this is my pageant coach.”
    Kylie pushed the door open a tad more to get a peek at the coach. A woman in a bright-red coat offered Hershey her hand and Meredith’s portfolio. “I’m Jennifer Amaryllis, like the flower.”
    â€œNice to meet you Miss Flower…I mean, Miss Amaryllis,” Hershey said.
    â€œPlease. Call me Miss Jen.”
    â€œWell, Miss Jen, we’re happy to have Meredith join us as a contestant in the Miss New England Shooting Starz pageant. I trust all your paperwork is complete?”
    Miss Jen handed her a folder. “Of course it is. I know what I’m doing,” she insisted. “I’ve had two of my girls go on to compete in Miss America. No one I coach loses.”
    â€œGreat.” Hershey smiled politely. “Then best of luck, and we’ll see you in a few weeks.”
    â€œJust one question,” the coach said, interrupting her. “Meredith has many talents but wants to do an extreme baton-twirling routine and tap dance. How high are the ceilings in the hotel ballroom?”
    â€œI will definitely check,” Hershey replied, ushering them to the door. “So nice of you stop by.”
    Kylie ran back to the car and jumped inside, just minutes before Meredith and Miss Jen made their departure from Starz.
    â€œDid you get it?” Lexi asked, as Kylie slammed the passenger door.
    â€œGet what?”
    â€œYour cell phone, silly!” her mom said. “Remember? You left in the pageant office?”
    â€œOh! I found it in my back pocket. Whoopsie!”
    â€œKylie Carson,” her mom said, laughing as they drove off. “What am I going to do with you?”
    But all Kylie was thinking was, “What am I going to do about Meredith?”
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    When the girls went to Delaney’s house the next day to talk over the pageant order plans, their cupcake club president was strangely quiet.
    â€œ Qué pasa, chica ? ” Jenna asked her. “You seem a