The boys were waiting for them ahead, so Violet and Tiara rushed to catch up, then Carl and Violet watched as the other three went off to the dance.
"Are you sorry you cannot go?" Carl asked as they began to walk toward the tower.
"I have been before," Violet said. "What about you?"
"You don't read my blog," Carl said. "The Spring Dance Festival is at the very top of the 'Worst Things About Spring' list."
"I thought Tiara must be writing your blog for you," Violet said.
"She has always tried to take credit for my wit and charm," Carl told her.
Violet raised her eyebrows at him. "Is that so? Does that mean the list of 'Worst Things About Freshman Year' was written by you as well?"
"I have no memory of such a thing," Carl said. "I do recall around that time, my blog was quite frequen
