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Room 327, Sunday Morning
Juliet was on the phone with Karen, Vogue Italia spread open on the bed before her as she tried to make her sister understand which dress she needed for her birthday party.
"It's red," she explained again. "It has netting. It's on page ... one-twenty-something. Italian Vogue. September. No, not the Calvin Klein, the Betsey Johnson ( Read more... ) -
Hall Outside 522, Saturday Morning
"Jeremeeee." The door was being pounded on, with little regard for Stephanie or for whether anyone else might like to sleep. (Though, this being a Darling twin on a Saturday, it wasn't especially early anyhow.) While the voice was different, the intonation was definitely Juliet's ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Tuesday Morning
Juliet didn't make a habit out of going into the boys' bathroom or anything. That would be skanky. It was just, sometimes in the morning you realized were out of the good hair gel and needed to borrow your brother's, and you couldn't find him so you decided to see if maybe he'd left it lying around.
So you snuck into the boy's room and found a)no ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Tuesday Morning
Juliet had kind of missed the whole ponies thing, which would make her sad if she hadn't been spending the days in Regency England. It felt like she'd just fallen into Jane Austen, even if it was a little annoying that people kept asking where her escort was. (Juliet had learned to smile brightly and look right past these people, as if searching ( Read more... ) -
EMD A2, Tuesday Afternoon
After the cupcakes final (and Juliet still thought that was about the greatest class ever), Juliet went back to her bunk to do some party planning for the weekend. She thought she had food taken care of, but finding a fireworks vendor who would deliver to an island off the coast of Atlantis was harder than she'd expected ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Sunday Morning
As a Maltese, Juliet had learned that the perfect nap spot was a pashmina human-Juliet had carelessly discarded in a corner of her room.
The bonus: The pashmina also offered some quick cover when she woke up from a nap and suddenly wasn't a toy dog anymore ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Friday Morning
It wasn't Juliet's fault. She was minding her own business -- which happened to be calling every milliner she knew in New York to see if anybody could make her a hat like Princess Beatrice's -- when all of a sudden, she wasn't talking into the phone so much as yipping into it ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Sunday Morning
It was hard to be too positive about any day that started with jellybeans falling on your head when you were supposed to be showering. On the other hand, it was Easter and Juliet had a couple free weeks before summer classes would start up -- and, well, a fresh handful of jellybeans made for a fantastic breakfast ( Read more... ) -
Room 327, Saturday Morning
It took Juliet a moment to realize where she was when she woke up. The room was too small, the bed too narrow, and the light ... the light was distinctly not flattering ( Read more... ) -
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