17 Meimi
Gentle knocking sounds at my door.
This is a bummer.
Why? I’ve spent tons of valuable time stealing all the best pillows and blankets from other rooms in the VIP Retreat. It took longer that I thought to arrange them into perfect nest on my mattress. Then it sucked up even more time to make a mini pillow-fort that holds my data pad at just the right angle.
No way am I ruining it all to answer the door.
I wait and listen. Maybe whoever it is will go away.
Knock, knock.
Nope, they aren’t leaving.
“Meimi?” A pair of voices echoes into my room. They’re speaking in unison, which means that this isn’t someone wondering if I need more hand towels.
Zoe and Chloe are here.
I whip off my covers, slide away from my nest, and open the door. Sure enough, my friends stand in the outer
