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taste. I guess I just wanted to make a good impression," Emma added.
"Yeah, well, it makes a great impression all right," Sam said, "I probably look
totally shabby next to you, and no one will hire me." Sam had on a full black
cotton skirt that fell just above the knee, a white cotton shirt with black
hearts on it, and red cowboy boots. Her long red curls were held back with a
black velvet ribbon, but tendrils escaped around her pretty, flushed face. Her
blue eyes were rimmed with , carefully smudged eyeliner, and her full lips were
painted a deep, matte red.
Carrie laughed, looking Sam over. "Give me a break. You look spectacular. I bet
you look spectacular when you wake up in the morning." "Not me," Sam said to
Carrie. "Now Emma here, on the other hand, really is the perfect type." Sam
turned to Emma. "You've got that blond ice princess, born-to-money kind of look.
Very Grace Kelly." Emma laughed uncomfortably. "I wish," she said.
"Me, too," said Carrie.
"You mean you wish you had the look or you wish you had the money?" Sam asked
her.
"Both!" Carrie said. "If I hear just once more in my life that I look like the
girl next door, I'm going to throw up." Sam reached behind her and snatched a
doughnut off the buffet table. "Actually, you're extremely cute,^ Sam said,
chewing and studying Carrie thoughtfully. "You've got great, glossy hair, and a
seriously curvy figure hiding somewhere under that outfit." Sam took a sip of
her coffee. "Of course, there is hardly a girl on the planet who can't be helped
by a fashion make-over and some well-applied cosmetics." Carrie laughed and made
a face. "Thanks for the grooming tip, but I hate makeup. I never wear it."
"Never say never!" Sam sang out. "Hopefully well end up in the same place, and
I'll have the whole summer to work on you." The three girls had discussed it the
evening before, looking over the various locations they might choose. They all
wanted to be in a resort community and not in a city. They all wanted to go
someplace where there would be a lot of kids their age. They had decided their
first choice would be Sunset Island.
Emma thought dreamily about how fabulous the island sounded. Sunset Island was
described in their au pair book as "a small resort island off the coast of
Maine. In the summertime, the population of Sunset Island swells to , people,
who take advantage of all this upscale resort community has to offer. Sunset
Island has won awards for everything from the architecture of its summer homes
to the breathtaking beauty of its sandy beaches nestled into a craggy
shoreline." "Are you nervous about the interviews?" Sam asked Emma.
Emma was startled back from her vision of miles of gorgeous beach filled with
miles of gorgeous guys, none of whom would have a clue as to who she was.
"Pardon me?" Emma said.
"I said today's the big day, but you were a million mites a way," Sam told Emma.
"And I asked you if you were nervous about it. I am." Emma smiled ruefully.
"Yeah, I guess I am, too." "I mean, what if no one hires me?" Sam continued. "Or
what if I only get an offer from someplace gruesome-like Kansas." Emma had to
laugh. Sam thought working in Kansas would be gruesome because that's where she
had lived all her life. It was the last place on earth she wanted to spend the
summer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention?" a voice boomed from the
podium microphone. It was Ms. Van Cleef, the president of the International Au
Pair Society. A hush fell over the room as everyone turned to listen to her