Since Lucy's party included not only heiresses but also many wealthy second-generation kids, attending it guaranteed a worthwhile experience.
Being invited to Lucy's birthday party was an unspoken honour, so Zelena and Hattie started bragging about it early in class.
"What are you doing, Hattie?" asked Candy.
"Picking out clothes," Hattie replied.
"Hattie, you have so many clothes that you never wear the same thing twice. You still need to pick out clothes?" Gillian chimed in.
"Yes, I'm going to Lucy's birthday party," Hattie said.
"Wow! Really? I heard from seniors that you can meet many important people at that party. They even serve champagne that costs six figures per bottle! I wish I could go just to see it," Candy exclaimed.
"Ugh, if I had known, I would have joined the dance club too," Gillian sighed.
Everyone in the dance club was invited to the birthday party without any restrictions.
Not all dance club members were wealthy, so even ordinary people could get a glimpse of high society.
Hattie spent class time picking out clothes, selecting them, and buying many outfits.
"Hattie, how do you decide what to buy?" Gillian teased.
"I stop when my eyes get tired," Hattie replied.
The others fell silent at her show of wealth.
News of Zelena and Hattie attending Lucy's birthday party quickly spread through the class, making many classmates envious.
Besides the dance club members, only those from influential families in Mapleton received invitations.
In their class, only Zelena and Hattie got invited, giving them plenty to boast about.
"Actually, I was supposed to go home that day, but Lucy invited me so warmly that I had no choice but to go to the birthday party. Finding a gift was such a headache. I had no idea what to get," Hattie bragged.
"It feels like our school needs a Hall of Fame, haha," someone joked.
"Yeah, everyone who gets invited will be in it!"
"Unlike some people who didn't get invited at all, I'm not naming names."
"Money isn't the issue, haha. Why weren't they invited? So funny, especially since they were flaunting that Jour 24 outfit before!"
The front-row girls kept mocking and bursting into sharp laughter.
Kaylee covered her ears.
"So noisy. Vio, let's go to the library. Who cares about that stupid birthday party anyway!"
"Okay," Violeta agreed.
Violeta had been working on her computer, completely ignoring the girls in the front row.
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