Fabulous Five 031 - The Fabulous Five Together Again

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Melanie, and Jana headed after Beth.
    "Excuse me," Melanie said to Phoebe as she
squeezed past her.
    "Quite all right," replied Phoebe, moving out of
the way.
    "A bit rude, if you ask me," muttered Nicki.
    Christie pretended she hadn't heard, and she was glad that
Melanie hadn't caught the remark.
    "Could you grab my purse, Christie?" asked Jana. "I've
got more than I can handle. It took customs forever to go through all our
stuff."
    As Christie grabbed Jana's bag, Katie and Melanie
immediately started firing questions at her about what they were going to do
while they were in England.
    Christie glanced over her shoulder at her London friends.
They were trailing behind The Fabulous Five, looking a bit lost. Abruptly she
ran to the front of The Fabulous Five's parade of carts.
    "Hey, everybody, STOP! " she said, holding
up a hand.
    The Fabulous Five froze.
    "What's wrong?" asked Jana, looking astonished.
Then she noticed Phoebe, Nicki, and Eleanore for the first time. "Uh-oh."
She put her hand over her mouth. "Are you who I think you are?" she
asked the London girls.
    "I've been trying to tell you," said Christie. "This
is Eleanore, Nicki, and Phoebe."
    "Oh, wow," said Katie, looking embarrassed. "I
didn't even see you."
    "Yeah," mumbled Beth. "We were so excited
about seeing Christie, we didn't notice you."
    "That's understandable," said Eleanore warmly.
    Nicki grinned. "But a bit airy-fairy."
    "Huh?" Beth looked puzzled.
    "Hush your cake hole, McAfee," said Phoebe. "Pay
her no mind," she told Beth. "I'm happy to meet you, and Nicki is,
too."
    "As am I," chimed in Eleanore. "Actually
Christie has told us so much about you, I feel as if I know you already."
    Christie smiled as her two sets of friends began talking.
Even though things hadn't started out well between them, she just knew they
would all be great buddies before long. This was going to be a wonderful
vacation!

CHAPTER 2
    "Have we got everything?" asked Mr. Winchell as he
tied the last knot in the rope holding The Fabulous Five's luggage on top of
the van.
    "How long have you come to stay, anyway?" asked
Nicki as she looked at the towering pile of suitcases. "I don't think St.
Meg's has room for four new students next semester."
    "I'm not sure I'd fit in at your school," answered
Beth with a laugh. "For one thing, I don't know what airy-fairy means,
although I can guess what a cake hole is."
    "Okay, everybody," said Mr. Winchell. "Time
to get cozy."
    Christie got into the passenger seat next to her father,
while everyone else squeezed into the two bench seats in the back.
    "We're going to have so much fun," said Christie,
twisting in her seat so she could talk to the others. "We'll definitely go
to the Tower of London, and to Soho to shop. And Trevor Morgan's group, Brain
Damage, is doing an outdoor concert in Hyde Park. It's a beautiful place. We'll
get tickets for that. And Connie Farrell—he's the boy I told you about whose
family is royalty—says he wants all of us to go horseback riding at their
estate near Hoddesdon. I just can't wait to show you all the great things there
are to do in London."
    "Maybe we'll get to talk to Trevor," said Beth. "Do
you think he'll remember us?"
    Katie laughed. "After the trick you pulled on him with
the Indian costume, how could he forget us?"
    "You know Trevor Morgan?" asked Phoebe, her eyes
widening in surprise.
    "Oh, yes," replied Melanie. "Would you
believe the five of us sang onstage with him? That was after Beth spread a
rumor that Jana was related to him."
    The girls all laughed, and Mr. Winchell cocked an eyebrow.
It was the first time he was hearing the story, too.
    "We want to show you the Montague Youth Club,"
said Christie. "That's where everyone hangs out, isn't it?" She
looked to the London girls for confirmation.
    "Yes, it is," agreed Phoebe. "We go there on
weekends with our chums. Lots of fellas hang out there, and you can dance or
play arcade games."
    Melanie's face brightened at the mention of boys, as usual.

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