"Great," was all I said.

Sunny shot me a Look. "Uh-oh," she murmured. Then she cleared her throat and announced, "I hereby move for the official holding of a special meeting."

"I second!" Dawn piped up.

Jill raised her hand. "I third!"

"You guys." I couldn't help laughing.

"You know, Kristy," Sunny explained, "we have been holding regular meetings lately . . . more or less."

"Uh-huh, that's cool," I replied. Coolly.

I was well-behaved on the walk to Sunny's house, which is in Dawn's neighborhood. When we got there, Dawn, Maggie, and Jill called home to tell their parents where they were.

We watched a video of the WVKC's TV appearance, then rewound and replayed it again and again. Each time we found something different to laugh about.

Then Sunny said, "Dawn, guess what? Mom got some packs of dried fruit and this fantastic yogurt trail mix."

"Mmm," Dawn yummed.

Ho hum, thought my belly. (The entire We V Kids Club likes health food. I'm sorry, but

nuts and dried fruits are not my idea of a snack. Give me Goobers, chocolate pudding, or Triscuits any day.)

"Want to get it, Dawn?" Sunny asked. "It's all in the kitchen cupboards by the fridge."

"Okay," Dawn said.

"And, um, maybe something to drink? Oh. And there's this great fifteen-grain bread — "

"Uh, Sunny, I only have two hands," Dawn said.

Sunny gave a little, high-pitched laugh. "Right. Sorry." She had this wide, plastic grin on her face as Dawn left.

I'd met Sunny before, but I didn't remember her being so strange. Maybe eating all that health food did it to her.

As Dawn went downstairs, Sunny ran to the door and closed it. "Did I sound too obvious?" she whispered.

We looked at her with a group “huh.”

"Guess what?" Sunny practically squealed. "I've planned a surprise going-away party for her on Sunday!"