“Aren’t we your bestest pals? Don’t we tell you everything?” Carol insisted. “Come on, Janet, what is it all about?”
Janet bent intently over a pile of music. “If you must know, Mark Sherwin has asked me to the Senior Prom.”
“No!”
“Whoopee! He asks far enough ahead of time.”
“No wonder you were all smiles!” Carol declared. “So that is it! Your hero!”
“He isn’t,” Janet said shortly. “He’s nice, he has ambition,” she added loftily.
“Happy days are here again,” Carol said, whirling Janet around the room.
“Be quiet,” Janet complained. “You’re jealous,” she accused.
“Where is the dance to be held?” Phyllis wanted to know.
“At the Country Club,” Valerie put in. “I’m on the dance committee.”