Ann Martin: Here Come The Bridesmaids

Here Come The Bridesmaids!

Ann M. Martin

Dawn.

Don't worry. I didn't make up that description. I got it from the tag on my bridesmaid's dress. I thought it sounded funny.

I wasn't the only one who thought so. Sunny Winslow howled when she read the tag in the store.

"Radiant and Luminous?" she blurted out. "That sounds like Wilbur the pig, fromCharlotte's Web!"

"Huh?" said Maggie Blume.

Jill Henderson tapped her chin. "Radiant. That was one of the wordsCharlottemade in her web — to describe Wilbur."

"Huh?" Maggie repeated.

"You didn't read it?" Sunny asked with a look of utter disbelief.

Maggie shrugged. "I saw the video."

"Uh, guys?" I interrupted. "What do you think of the dress?"

Rule Number One of Dawn's Theory of Shopping: Never shop with best friends if you have something truly important to buy.

Rule Number Two: If you have to buy it during the holiday season, multiply Rule Number One by ten.

I discovered this at the Vista Hills mall on that Saturday morning. We arrived at9:00. Mission: to find me a bridesmaid's dress.

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At9:02Sunny decided we needed extra energy for our quest. So we had granola and yogurt at a health-food snack bar called Health's Angels.

We left at9:45and ran into Chip Ransom, this ninth-grader who began flirting with Maggie while the rest of us stood around trying not to look too dorky.

At9:50Jill spotted the perfect tie for her father in a men's store window. Of course, we all went in to consult.

At10:09in front of Sports West, Maggie remembered her uncle Lew's great love for golfing tees.

You get the picture.

When did we start looking for my dress?Noon. By that time, my friends were loaded down with Hanukkah and Christmas presents. Getting them to move was like pulling elephants across a swamp.

Actually, none of us is very elephantiike. We're all pretty normal thirteen-year-olds. Well, aside from the fact that each of us is a vegetarian, which some people find strange. (I find it strange to eat slaughtered animals.)

You know what else I find strange? Polluting our planet and destroying natural resources, such as trees. As you can guess, I am super-passionate about environmental issues. Here

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are some other things you need to know about me: I'm in eighth grade. I have long, light-blonde hair and freckles. And my life has been like a soap opera. "The Days of Dawn," in six scenes:

1. Early Years. I grow up happily in sunny, laid-backPaloCity.

2. The Divorce. Mom decides to move back to her hometown (Stoneybrook) with me and my younger brother, Jeff. We buy an old farmhouse with a secret passageway that was once part of the Underground Railroad. I grow to love Stoneybrook, I meet great friends, and I join the Baby-sitters Club.

3. The BigSplit. Jeff hates his new town and sinks into a huge funk. After much suffering, he decides he wants to live inCaliforniawith Dad. Mom reluctantly agrees. (Two hankies for this part.)

4. The Re-marriage. My friend Mary Anne Spier and I discover that her dad used to date my mom in high school. We play matchmaker. They fall in love and get married — and the Spiers move into our house! (Swelling music here.)

5. Dawn's Big Move. I find myself missing Jeff and Dad terribly. I convince Mom and Richard (my stepfather) to let me move back toCaliforniafor awhile. (More hankies.)

6.CaliforniaWedding. A work in progress. Sure to be another major tearjerker.

Hmm. Maybe I could get Maggie's dad interested in this plot. He's in The Industry. InSouthern Californiatalk, that means the movie business. You know what Maggie's favorite part of a movie is? The credits. She sits at the edge of her seat and reads the names of people she knows. (Me? I'm in the aisle, checking my watch.) Her style is more than cool. Hyper-cool. Robocool. Sometimes Maggie's outfits look totally bizarre, but then two weeks later, everyone else is wearing the same style. (I don't know how she does It.) Her hair is blonde, except for a small tail in back that's always dyed some color not found in nature. And her house — whoa. Bedrooms galore, two kitchens, a gym, a screening room, and a pool with a tropical landscape right out of Gil-ligan'sIsland. Glamorous,'huh? But despite that, Maggie is down-to-earth and friendly.

Sunny is my closest friend inCalifornia. Her full name is Sunshine Daydream Winslow. (If s not her fault; her parents were hippies.) We both love surfing and ghost stories. Fortunately we also live in the same neighborhood. Her mom is the sweetest person, and she makes the most awesome pottery.

Jill Henderson lives way on the outskirts of

PaloCity, with her mom (who's divorced) and her older sister, Liz. Oh, and also three ugly dogs, named Spike, Smee, and Shakespeare. (Maybe their parents were hippies, too.) Jill's the quietest of us all. She has deep brown eyes and dark blonde hair.

We four are known throughout the greaterPaloCityarea as the We V Kids Club. We've actually been in the local paper and on TV. But despite our great fame (ha ha), we are very easygoing. Our meetings are semi-regular, we have no officers, and hardly anyone arrives on time.

"Lazy slobs" is how Kristy Thomas would describe the WVKC. Kristy lives in Stoneybrook, and she's the founder of the Babysitters Club. She set it up like a business, with herself as president. She's a born leader — loud, stubborn, and full of great ideas.

Sigh. I miss the BSC. It's much more structured than the WVKC, but I love it just the same.

The Baby-sitters Club has regular meetings three times a week. Our clients (Stoneybrook parents) call during meeting times when they need baby-sitters. Everyone in the dub has to arrive on time (or face the Wrath of Kristy), and everyone has a title. My stepsister, Mary Anne, is the club's secretary. She keeps the

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records and sets up all our sitting appointments. She and Kristy are best friends and sort of look-alikes. Both are short and have dark brown hair and eyes. But Mary Anne is quiet and sensitive, and that makes her . . . well, Kristy's opposite.

Stacey McGill is the treasurer. She's also a native New Yorker (and a divorced kid; her dad still lives in NYC). She's blonde and she has the most sophisticated sense of style. Like me, she eats only healthy food. She has to, because she has diabetes. If she has too much sugar, she could get really sick. (Don't worry. She's careful.)

Claudia Kishi's the vice-president, mainly because BSC meetings are held in her bedroom (she's the only member with a private phone). Claudia's a. real artist. She can paint, draw, make jewelry, and put together the most creative outfits from odds and ends and old clothes. I love Claud, but I'll never understand two things about her: (1) She is a serious junk food addict, and (2) despite that, she's thin and healthy-looking. Gorgeous, too, with big almond-shaped eyes and jet-black hair (she's Japanese-American).

The BSC has two junior officers — Jessica Ramsey and Mallory Pike. They're in sixth grade (the rest of us are in eighth), and their

parents won't allow them to baby-sit at night yet. Jessi's African-American, long-legged, elegant-looking, and a talented ballerina. Mallory's white, short, curly-haired, and determined to become a children's book writer someday. She's also the oldest of eight kids.

Until I left forCalifornia, I was the BSC's alternate officer. If someone was absent, I took over her job. What did the club do when I left? No problem. The BSC has two associate members, who aren't normally required to attend meetings. One of them, Shannon Kilbourne, took over for me. Shannon, who goes toStoneybrookDay School, has curly blonde hair and a luminous and radiant smile. The other associate member is Mary Anne's boyfriend, Logan Bruno, who works babysitting around all his extracurricular sports activities.