The Battle of the Parties pt4; “Looks what you did Fedora.”

One week before the parties Harriette passed out invitations, pointedly ignoring Fedora and her friends.
“Looks what you did Fedora.” Sacia said as she sat down across the table, next to Bryan.
“What?” Fedora asked.
“We are the only ones not invited to the Popular party.” Sacia said. “Everyone is always invited!”
“Well, it’s not like we were going to go.” Fedora said, shrugging.
“That doesn’t matter. “Sacia said, annoyed. “Everyone can see we weren’t invited, which makes us even more of losers then before.”
“I didn’t think that was possible.” Fedora said, rolling her eyes and opening her lunch bag.
“Fedora!” Sacia exclaimed, exasperated.
“What.” Fedora said, pulling out a salad and a healthy muffin, frowning when she saw there was nothing else. “My mom is trying to starve me.”
“You don’t get it,” Sacia said, ignoring her last comment, “not being invited to a party where everyone is invited is terrible, we’re super losers now. Because of you.”
“Correction, “ Fedora said, pulled off the lid to her salad and pouring on the salad dressing; Italian, her least favorite, “not everyone is invited, ‘cause we’re not.”
Sacia glared at her, “that is not the point”
“Calm down, our party is going to be better anyway.” Fedora said, stirring her salad.
“We don’t even have a venue.” Sacia said.
“Well, we can just have it at my house.” Fedora said, taking a bite of her salad and pushing it away. “This is disgusting.”
“It’s not like that many people will come anyway, Bryan’s not even coming.” Sacia said, taking the Fedora’s salad. “Maybe that’s your mom’s plan, serving you disgusting food so that you wont eat it.”
“My mom’s an evil genius.” Fedora said, nodding as she took a bite out her her health muffin. “Just shut up about the party, okay? I have everything under control, all you have to do is be there.”
“Okay.” Sacia said, eating Fedora’s salad. “This salad is fine.”
“Hi.” Harriette walked up to there table.
“What do you want.” Fedora said, crossing her arms.
“Nothing.” Harriette said. “Can’t I pay a visit to this table.”
“No, you can’t.” Fedora said. “So if you have anything to say, say it and leave.”
“Jeez, Fedora.” Harriette said, looking upset. “I wanted to apologize about the invitations, I thought you guys wouldn’t care since you are throwing your own party.”
“Well, you’re right we don’t care.” Fedora said.
“Oh, that’s a relief.” Harriette said, smiling. “I was really worried. Well, my friends are waiting for me. Bye!”
“I hate how cute she is.” Sacia said, grimacing.
“That didn’t make any sense.” Fedora said, finishing off her muffin.
“What do you mean?” Sacia asked.
“She was serious, she was apologizing.” Fedora said. “Like seriously.”
“How do you know.” Sacia asked.
“I know her, we’ve been friends since preschool.” Fedora said. “And she was not lying.”
“Well, that’s nice.” Sacia said, sarcastically. “She has a heart.”
“This is so annoying.” Fedora said, shaking her head. “She really didn’t give us invitation because she didn’t think we wanted to go.”
“You think to much.” Sacia said. “None of this matters, we still aren’t invited and that’s still how everyone is going to see it.”
“Yeah, whatever.” fedora said, still thinking. She didn’t know why she thought this was weird but she did, she was pretty sure Harriette still had another, more evil, plan. And Fedora was going to figure that out before she could do it. And Fedora knew just the way to figure it out, Collin.