A-List 01: The A-List by Zoey Dean

A-List 01: The A-List by Zoey Dean

Author:Zoey Dean [DEAN, ZOEY]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: JUV039020
ISBN: 9780316041591
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2008-08-01T04:00:00+00:00


10:01 P.M., PST

“Two hours till midnight!” The Giraffes’ lead singer yelled into the microphone. “Lemme see you people par-tay!” The band went into another hard-pounding tune. From the rooftops of buildings surrounding the circus set, silver confetti rained down on the crowd.

“This is so awesome,” Adam told Anna over the cacophony. “I heard there’s going to be fireworks at midnight. So, would you like to dance again?”

Anna hesitated. Adam was a truly decent guy. But she had a date. A date she hadn’t seen in twenty minutes. Where was Ben?

“I think I’d like to just go find something to drink.”

“I’ll get it for you. What do you want?”

“Flat water with lime would be great.”

He laughed. “It’s New Year’s Eve and you’re not drinking?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Back in a jiff. Don’t move a muscle.” He took off like a man on a mission.

Anna edged her way to the outside of the center ring, still looking for Ben. The party was fun in an over-the-top kind of way, an appropriate follow-up to the over-the-top wedding. It certainly wasn’t the kind of party she’d normally go to. The problem, however, was that she wasn’t really having all that much fun. She and Ben had hardly spent any time alone the entire evening. Wildly attracted to him as she was, she still barely knew him.

She felt the vibration of the cell phone in her little evening purse and plucked it out, holding one finger in her ear to help her hear. “Hello?”


Anna couldn’t hear at all. “Hold on a minute!” she yelled into the phone, and backed into a small alleyway, partially shielding herself from the band. “Again, please?”

“Anna? It’s Cyn!”

“Cyn!” Hearing her best friend’s voice made her feel better instantly. “Happy New Year!”

“The stroke of midnight was a blast. I wanted to catch you before your witching hour. Are we having fun yet?”

“Well, I’m at a party at Warner Brothers,” Anna replied.

“Really? With?”

“His name is Ben. He goes to Princeton—I met him on the plane.”

“You shameless hussy!” Cyn exclaimed, laughing. “I am so proud of you.”

Anna smiled. “I’m wearing my mental WWCD bracelet. What Would Cyn Do?”

“Speaking of,” Cyn said. “I didn’t. With Scott.”

It took Anna a moment to understand, and then her heart leaped. “No? Maybe … you’re not ready.”

“Ha! Even as we speak, I’m locked in a bathroom at this off-the-hook loft party in SoHo that is showing zero signs of ending. I’m wearing this amazing Betsy Johnson dress and the world’s sexiest underwear. Think how great I’ll look when Scott undresses me by the dawn’s early light.”

To Anna’s dismay, that image still twisted her heart around. She heard a pounding noise over the phone.

“Take a hike, I’m sick in here!” she heard Cyn yell. “Anna? Some asshole is banging on the door. I’d better go.”

Anna held the phone tightly. “I’m so glad you called, Cyn. Have a great time tonight!”

“You too. I miss you insanely. Hey, I hope what’s-his-name turns out to be the guy of your dreams, Anna. You deserve it.


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