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Chapters (86)
  1. CRUEL PINK
  2. DEBRA ANASTASIA
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. CONTENTS
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. TAYLOR
  11. AUSTIN
  12. 6
  13. AUSTIN
  14. 7
  15. AUSTIN
  16. TAYLOR
  17. 9
  18. 10
  19. TAYLOR
  20. 11
  21. AUSTIN
  22. 12
  23. TAYLOR
  24. TAYLOR
  25. AUSTIN
  26. 13
  27. TAYLOR
  28. AUSTIN
  29. 14
  30. TAYLOR
  31. 15
  32. AUSTIN
  33. 16
  34. TAYLOR
  35. AUSTIN
  36. 17
  37. TAYLOR
  38. AUSTIN
  39. 18
  40. TAYLOR
  41. 19
  42. TAYLOR
  43. 20
  44. AUSTIN
  45. TAYLOR
  46. 21
  47. TAYLOR
  48. 22
  49. AUSTIN
  50. TAYLOR
  51. 23
  52. AUSTIN
  53. TAYLOR
  54. 24
  55. AUSTIN
  56. TAYLOR
  57. 25
  58. AUSTIN
  59. 26
  60. TAYLOR
  61. 27
  62. AUSTIN
  63. TAYLOR
  64. AUSTIN
  65. 28
  66. TAYLOR
  67. 29
  68. AUSTIN
  69. TAYLOR
  70. 30
  71. AUSTIN
  72. TAYLOR
  73. 31
  74. AUSTIN
  75. TAYLOR
  76. 32
  77. AUSTIN
  78. 33
  79. TAYLOR
  80. TAYLOR
  81. EPILOGUE
  82. AUSTIN
  83. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  84. WHAT TO READ NEXT!
  85. MY DAD
  86. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Hell yes. And she doesn’t have a Peaches and a Teddi right now. All she has is Axel since her bestie from elementary school became a jerk. So now she’s headed into high school next year and having to figure out a whole new circle of friends. I wish she and I had been closer in age so I could help her through that.” I noticed all the empty space on the five and the zero and then inspiration hit. “Hey, we should get everybody to write a sweet note to Mike on here! We can get as many people as we can before the gifts are passed out.”

I ran my finger over the inside of the zero. This was the perfect use for the giant five and zero balloons.

“We can hide it in here and make sure Mike stays out. Perfect.” Peaches put a few squiggly hairs peeking out from under Mike’s party hat. Then she dumped the pen she was using back into the bin where she had taken it from.

Path decided, we set the five and the zero up on Teddi’s bed with the tools of the craft close by. Peaches had the foresight to add a layer of paper underneath so the ink that was used wouldn’t bleed onto her comforter.

“We getting dressed up for this or what?” Peaches strode to Teddi’s closet and flung open the door. I’d lost count of the amount of times we had dressed from either Peaches’ closet or Teddi’s throughout the years.

Even though we were different heights and sizes, we were always able to make things work. I had brought a long black tank dress that I was planning on cinching at the waist with a thick corset belt, and I was totally interested in stealing a set of Teddi’s fancy flats to complete my outfit.

Peaches seemed more unprepared to actually stay over. She even had to borrow a bra because she had workout clothes on. The sports bra uniboob was not working with any of Teddi’s V-neck shirts or dresses.

“And here she is now.” I gestured to the bedroom door as Teddi knocked and then opened it.

“Hey, ladies. What’re we cooking up?” She put her bags from a local boutique next to Peaches’ bags.

“The big five-oh. Literally.” I explained my idea to Teddi and she instantly assimilated the coordination it would take to complete the job into her soul. I almost felt guilty knowing that by bringing it up, she would put all responsibility for getting the signatures from the party attendees on her shoulders.

“That will work. The boys are downstairs playing basketball. So maybe while I get dressed, you guys can see if they want to get their notes out of the way?” Teddi finished the last bit over her shoulder and she walked into her closet and closed the door.