said Heather Bock. She sat cross-legged on the floor in Jenna Song’s attic bedroom, holding the “minutes” notebook. “I know what you’re saying,” agreed Jenna, residing president of the exclusive Girls Only Club. “Christmas break was just too long this year.” Olivia Hudson—vice-president—spoke up. “Two weeks and two days, to be exact.” Jenna snickered. “Leave it to Livvy to count the days.” “Want the hours and minutes, too?” Livvy teased. “No, thanks,” replied Heather, grinning at both girls. “It’s been nearly a month since we presented the ballet show for our parents, don’t forget,” Jenna said. Heather hadn’t forgotten the dance extravaganza. How could she? The Girls Only show was one of the absolute best things all year. At least the most creative thing she’d done with her girl friends, including some awesome choreography, blocking, narration, and, of course—the music! Every other spare minute was spent ice-dancing with her older brother and partner, Kevin.
