During the next couple of hours, Sandy visited other clubs and societies. She was just randomly visiting clubs without any set order, passing a few corridors more than once. As Sandy was starting down a set of stairs, she heard a voice.
"Psst! Girl!" the low raspy voice had called.
Sandy looked around but could not find the source of the voice. There was no one there and she saw nothing of interest, save the red box containing the fire hose.
"Yes, you! The girl with the short brown hair," the voice said again.
Sandy looked quizzically at the red box. A talking box?
"Yes?" Sandy called out. She felt weird talking with a red box.
"How would you like to join the Secret Society?" the voice asked.
"Oh, are you recruiting for your club?"
"Yes! Join us and we shall rule the school from the shadows!"
"I don't know, sounds like a lot of work."
"We offer power, riches, gold!"
The voice had her on 'riches'. 'Gold' had only made the bait sweeter. "Really?"
"Yes, all that and more! You can get a handsome boyfriend, the respect of peers!"
"So how do I join!?"
The answer she got was silence.
Connie appeared beside Sandy. "Who were you talking to?"
Sandy flinched in surprise at her majesty's sudden appearance. "Oh, er, no one," she fumbled.
The redhead looked at her, then glanced around. She finally looked back at Sandy. "Want to grab some lunch?"
"Okay!" Sandy accepted excitedly. She forgot all about the Secret Society.
"The Baking Club and the Culinary Society took over the cafeteria," Connie mentioned as they started down the stairs, "Let's see if their food is any good."
"Well..." Sandy uttered.
"Oh, come on, it's my treat today."
Sandy immediately brightened. "Thanks!" She totally forgot about the lunch Momma Lois had packed for her that day.
There were many students and a few of the teachers in the cafeteria that noon. It looked like the two societies were doing great business. Man, Sandy wished she could cook like Lisa or even Celeste could. She would then be able to make money selling food.
Connie looked at the queues with dismay. "It's going to be a long wait."
"Yes," Sandy agreed.
Connie then turned to Sandy with her charming smile at half-power. "What do you say you buy something for both of us? I'll find some place for us to seat." When Sandy hesitated, Connie pulled out her purse from her red handbag. "I'll pay, remember?"
"Okay," Sandy agreed.
Connie looked at the menu for the Culinary Society. "Get me some of their meatball spaghetti and a cup of jelly." She took a few notes from her purse and handed it to Sandy. "There should be enough left for you to buy something for yourself."
"Okay!" Sandy agreed. She then left to join the queue.
"Sandy!" Connie called before the girl went far.
The brown-haired teenager turned back.
Connie pointed at a line of customers separate from the one Sandy had been heading to. "The other queue!"
Sandy looked up the queue that she had been about to join. She had been about to queue for the Baking Club! That would have gotten the glamor queen upset if she had to wait longer for her food. Sandy hurried to the end of the correct queue.
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