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fabulous slumber party for a handful of girls of your choosing—with a little input from me, naturally. And you and the girls you select will get the first chance at a whole new line of Glitter Girl products that feature all the latest trends in fashion, electronics, and makeup. And all of it is yours to keep!”
    â€œTo keep?” squealed Kat. “And all I have to do is have the slumber party?”
    â€œCertainly we would hope you take the items to school. Show them to the other kids. It’s a form of advertising. Also, you would write about the items on your blog.”
    â€œ If she wanted to,” clarified Jules.
    â€œOf course. That’s goes without saying,” said Chelsea. This girl was getting on her nerves.
    â€œWell, if I really liked something, I suppose I could,” said Kat. Her blog was like her diary. And she never, ever expressed anything but her true feelings in it.
    â€œI’ve no doubt you’ll adore our line. Oh, and did I mention that one of the fifty girls, the one girl we decide best embodies the spirit of Glitter Girl, will be chosen to be the Face of Glitter Girl for the kickoff ad campaign? We’re talking print ads. TV commercials. Even having your face on some of the packaging.”
    Now it was Trudy who squealed. So loudly, in fact, that it made everyone wince. Trudy grabbed Kat and began bouncing up and down in excitement.
    â€œOh Kat! Imagine that. Your face on the packaging. Like those movie stars all over the cosmetic section of the drugstore! I’m so proud of you. I knew you were always a leader like me! I knew you had it in you to be an Alpha Girl!”
    Kat couldn’t deny it. She was pretty darned excited too. Getting chosen out of thousands of girls. That a big company in Los Angeles cared enough about her opinions to come all the way to Carmel to talk to her. That had to be an honor, right? And all that free, cool stuff. She could help decide what would become popular or not. She started jumping up and down with her mom.
    â€œSo, how exactly did Glitter Girl access all this information about Kat, you know, to determine if she was an Alpha Girl?” Jules spoke up.
    Kat and Trudy stopped their bouncing. All eyes turned to Jules. Chelsea looked at Jules with that ice-cap-melting stare again. Who was this frumpy little girl wearing the Converse Hi-Tops? And why was she sitting in this room questioning her, Chelsea Ambrose?
    â€œI’m sorry. Who are you, sweetie?” asked Chelsea in a sweet drawl that masked her dislike.
    â€œThat’s Jules,” answered Kat. “She’s my best friend.”
    â€œYeah, I’m her best friend. And my mom’s a lawyer and all this accessing of personal information, it just doesn’t sound too legal if you ask me.”
    â€œI can assure you it is totally legal or we wouldn’t have been able to do it,” Chelsea said, looking at Trudy, irritated that this little troublemaker with an unflattering haircut might have raised some red flags with one of her Alpha Girls’ mothers. This was something Chelsea had not considered and something that could really cause problems for her grand scheme.
    But when Trudy raised no objection and instead started shooting out a string of her own apologies because she’d forgotten to put the Splenda on the tray, Chelsea knew she was in the clear. They drank an iced-tea toast to their new Alpha Girl, Kat, and all seemed well.
    Still, Chelsea felt a niggling of concern as she glanced over at the shaggy-haired Jules in the corner, refusing to raise a toast. Best friend, huh? If there’s one thing Chelsea knew about best friends, they could have influence. And judging from the looks of this girl, that could spell trouble.
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    Kat fell back on the king-sized, pillow-top mattress in her bedroom and stared at the ceiling in shock.
    â€œCan you believe it? Me? Chosen by Glitter Girl?” asked