Cassie – Marilyn Kaye (1)

Alison shrugged. Barbie stared at her plate. For the rest of the day, Cassie was in a perpetual state of daydreaming, trying to imagine what she’d see in Dana’s house. Being friends with her was so exciting limos, mansions, silk scarves—who knew what might come next? Maybe she’d meet Dana’s mother, the fashion model, who just might think Cassie had what it took to be a model herself.

Maybe she’d end up going to the Riviera with them. . . . “Cassie!” Her head jerked up. The teacher was looking at her grimly. “The rest of the class is discussing ancient Rome. don’t know where you are, but I’d be immensely pleased if you’d join us.” A couple of kids tittered. Cassie blushed furiously and managed a weak “Sorry.” As soon as the last bell rang, she got up to race out of class. Unfortunately, the teacher stopped her. “Cassie, could you give Lydia a message?

Tell her I’ve got to have that article she’s writing by nine tomor- row morning or we won’t be able to get it into this week’s issue.” Cassie looked at her blankly. Then she remembered Ms. Hunter was the advisor to the school newspaper. “Sure, I’ll tell her,” she said hurriedly, and ran out.

She met Dana at the main entrance. The limousine was already there, and this time Cassie sauntered toward it as if she was accustomed to getting into limos. It took only five minutes to get to Dana’s. As the limo traveled up the wide driveway that circled the front of the house, Cassie marveled at the grounds, the mani- cured lawn, the formal garden. “It’s a beautiful house,” she sighed, although beautiful hardly seemed adequate.

“It’s okay,” Dana said. Cassie anxiously checked her reflection in a window. “I hope your parents like me.” “They’re not home,” Dana replied. “My father’s at a meeting somewhere—Mexico, I think. And my mother’s shooting a TV commercial in New York.” “Gee, they’re hardly ever in town,” Cassie commented. “Do you miss them?” Dana didn’t seem to have heard her. The car stopped in front of the entrance, the chauffeur opened the door, and they got out.

Like magic, the front door of the house opened for them, and Cassie got a brief glimpse of a uniformed woman—a maid, she figured. Once inside, it took her a moment to adjust to the dim lighting. She was in a long hallway, as wide as a real room. Large framed paintings hung on the walls. It reminded her of the entrance to a museum. An archway led off to the side, and Cassie followed Dana through it. “This is the formal living room.” It was like something out of the movies.

Cassie didn’t know anything about furniture, but she suspected these were real antiques—elaborate, stiff-looking sofas and chairs that looked like no one ever sat in them, heavily carved tables, big painted lamps. Dana didn’t give her much time to look around.

from SCHOOL LIBRARY JOURNAL This approachable story of contempo- rary life deals sensibly with real issues and concerns. It should make popular, worthwhile reading. from KIRKUS ESPECIALLYFOR GIRLS” Presents NOVEL BY MARILYN K AY E GULLfVER BOOKS HARCOURT BRACE JOVANOVICH PUBLISHERS San Diego New York London This book is a presentation of Especially for Girls,® Weekly Reader Books. Weekly Reader Books offers book clubs for children from preschool through high school. For further information write to: Weekly Reader Books, 4343 Equity Drive, Columbus, Ohio 43228.

Published by arrangement with Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, Publishers. Especially for Girls and Weekly Reader are federally registered trademarks of Field Publications. Copyright © 1987 by Marilyn Kaye All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

Requests for permission to make copies of any part of the work should be mailed to: Permissions, Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, Publishers, Orlando, Florida 32887. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Kaye, Marilyn. Cassie. “Gulliver books.” Summary: Thirteen-year-old Cassie, bemoaning the fact that her family cannot afford designer clothes or exotic vacations, is enchanted with her rich new friend Dana, until an incident makes her see Dana in a different light. [1. Friendship)—Fiction. 2. Wealth—Fiction. 3. Shoplifting— Fiction] I. Title. II. Series: Kaye, Marilyn. Sisters. PZ7.K2127Cas 1987 [Fie] 87-11944 ISBN 0-15-200421-1 ISBN 0-15-200422-X (pbk.)

Frontispiece by Roberta Ludlow Designed by Julie Durrell Printed in the United States of America c D E For Corinne Van Houten and Marc Anselme 1 H ey, you guys—look at this.” Cassie en- tered the kitchen where her two younger sisters were playing Scrabble. She held an open magazine in front of them and indicated a picture. Daphne raised her eyes from the board. “It’s very nice,” she said politely.

Phoebe leaned over to take a look. “It’sjust a raincoat.” Cassie snatched the magazine back. “It’s not just a raincoat, you ignorant child. It’s an English Mist.” “What’s an English Mist?” Daphne asked. Cassie pulled a chair up to the table and sat down between them. “Watch it,” Phoebe warned, “you almost upset the board.” Cassie ignored her and directed her remarks to MARI L YN KA YE Daphne.

“Everyone’s got an English Mist. Every girl in the eighth grade has an English Mist. Except me.” “Oh, c’mon,” Daphne remonstrated. “I can’t believe everyone in the eighth grade has an English Mist.” Cassie shrugged. “Everyone who’s anyone. Haven’t you seen them? They must be wearing them in the seventh grade, too.”

“I don’t know. I guess I never noticed.” “What’s the big deal?” Phoebe asked. “You’ve got a raincoat. We all do. Mom bought all four of us raincoats at that sale last year, remember?” Cassie scowled at her. “I know I have a raincoat.

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