Mary Anne looked worried. "I hope she's not too late. We have to get to our meeting later."

"Ohmigosh!" I cried. The vacation had put me so off schedule that I had almost forgotten it was Friday. We always have BSC meetings on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, from5:30 until6:00 .

Mary Anne took two sheets of paper and two pencils from the kitchen junk drawer and

handed one of each to me. We both began writing lists of supplies we'd need for the party.

"I talked toLogan today," said Mary Anne, as she wrote.

"That's nice," I commented, not even looking up from my writing. This wasn't exactly earthshaking news. Mary Anne talks toLogan every day.Logan is her steady boyfriend. (From the way I've described Mary Anne, it might seem strange that she has a boyfriend. I should explain that although Mary Anne is still shy, she no longer wears jumpers and pigtails. Richard has eased up on the fashion rules. Mary Anne has grown a few inches, too. She doesn't look like a little kid anymore.) Anyhow, Logan and Mary Anne are very close.

"Lewis called him last night. He's definitely coming in mid-January, but he's not sure of the exact date yet," she continued. "It's too bad he couldn't come while we're off from school. But his school is on a different schedule, so he didn't have any choice. I'm sure we'll have fun, though . . ."

Mary Anne was talking, but I was no longer listening. I was too busy worrying about Lewis.

Lewis Bruno isLogan 's cousin. He lives inLouisville,Kentucky . That's whereLogan is

from originally. Awhile ago, Lewis and I started writing to each other. Mary Anne and Logan set it up. They were sure Lewis and I would get along great. They even sent him my picture (without asking me). Then Lewis sent me a picture of himself. He's super cute. And, from his letters, I could tell he was really nice. Every time one of his letters appeared in the mailbox I'd feel excited and happy. He always had something funny or interesting to say.