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The Sweet Life #1: An E-Serial (Sweet Valley Confidential) Kindle Edition

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FRANCINE PASCAL is the creator of the world of Sweet Valley and is one of the most popular fiction writers of all time. As a theater lover and Tony voter, Ms. Pascal is on the Advisory Board of the American Theatre Wing. Her favorite sport is a monthly poker game. She lives in New York City and France.

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“They’re ready for you,” Katy Johnson, Jessica Wakefield’s assistant/savior, said as she peeked into Jessica’s double-windowed corner office, iPad in hand. Katy was wearing one of the new red lipsticks Revlon was introducing. It showed up brilliantly against her deep brown skin.
“Come in. I’m crazed; they’re going to hate it.”
“No way,” Katy said, stepping into her boss’s office. “They’re gonna love it. They so love everything you do. Did you forget you’re the resident genius?”
“Yeah, right. As long as you don’t tell.”
Jessica was convinced that she would drown under everything if it weren’t for Katy. Six-foot-tall Katy, who claimed Watusi somewhere in her background, came closer than anyone else to knowing how vulnerable Jessica really was. What she didn’t know was how much Jessica worried that if ever Katy left, she’d write a tell-all book about her, and everyone would know that half the time the Queen of Green was scared shitless and had no clue what she was actually doing.
The meeting today was for her to present her latest project. This time for Revlon. They’d just started a new line of green cosmetics, and she’d been tapped to do the big intro gala. Everyone, all the big shots, was waiting in the meeting room for the Jessica Show.
In three years, from part-time assistant to nobody, Jessica had become a vice president of the My Face Is Green marketing company, now renamed
It was a green marketing and promotion company owned by George Fowler, her best friend Lila’s father. Originally based in Sweet Valley, but now with offices in Chicago and New York, as well, the company specialized in introducing new green cosmetics for the popular market. It was a little idea Mr. Fowler had hit on at the right time and place and that in the last five years had exploded onto the national consciousness.
Right from her first week there—actually, from her first day—Jessica knew the job was made for her. It was as if she had the idea gene. Ideas just popped up naturally, practically jumping out of her head.
And the weird thing was, she was usually right. Like the first campaign she did for Almay. She did a whole big splash costume party in L.A., and every local magazine and newspaper covered it. Even some national media ran stories.
It all started with a face mask she found made out of seaweed. She made it the center of the promotion and threw a fabulous Marie Antoinette–themed, seaweed-masked ball that everyone had just loved.
The mask even sort of worked. Well, it was no worse than most of the cure-all creams out there. Whatever. It earned her the title Queen of Green. Perfect.
Besides her anxiety about the possible tell-all, Jessica worried that whatever magic genius she seemed to have would one day vanish into the same place it came from—nowhere.
Right now was no time to worry about that. She had her first Revlon presentation today. And it was far-out.
Katy said she loved it, but Katy could be far-out, too.
A touch of panic hit Jessica as she rolled up the new Revlon invitation layout, rubber-banded it, and stuck it in the corner of her fake-fur laptop case (made specially for her), which was jammed full with papers already. She grabbed more papers and stuffed them in alongside, and then, holding the bag right at the edge of her desk, swept myriad makeup samples from every corner of the glass top of her personally designed desk, where the only thing you could ever find were your feet underneath it, into the overflowing bag. Not everything she got from her idea gene was perfect.
“Do you need all that?” Katy asked.
“I’m cutting out right from the meeting. I am so going to be late, Todd will kill me.”
Katy handed her a large envelope. “The photos?”
“Oh, God, I’m such a wreck, I would have forgotten.”
Together she and Katy walked down the hall toward the meeting room, shoulders back, heads high—very high in Katy’s case—trying to look invincible.
The meeting was in the grand conference room and was packed with everyone from the top execs of to the heads of Revlon’s marketing department. No one wanted to miss a Queen of Green presentation.
As prearranged, Katy stood in the back.
Jessica knew that not everyone loved her. There was some serious jealousy, especially from the original marketing side. They had been swept aside by Jessica’s new promotion group and sorely resented it. Especially Tracy Courtright, an elegant middle-aged woman who had been with the company since it first started. As the former top dog in marketing, she was devastated to find that her work now consisted mainly of carrying out Jessica’s ideas.
The minute Jessica walked into the meeting room, the enthusiasm could be felt. She was, after all, Jessica, the star.
But a star can fall. And Tracy Courtright was ready to give her the necessary shove at the first opportunity.
Michael Wilson, the executive vice president of the Sweet Valley office, introduced Jessica.
She stood up and looked around, confident and comfortable as the beautiful blond-haired prom queen she had always been. All jitters vanished; this was her territory.
Jessica wasted no time. “Simply put, I’m taking the green out of Sissyland, Organicville, and Priustown, and from now on, it’s gonna be down and dirty!”
She didn’t have to wait long for the approval response; it came instantly in big smiles and enthusiastic head nodding. They liked it. Better than that, they loved it. Now she turned directly to Reggie Weiner, the head of marketing for Revlon.
“I’m calling it MeanGreen and it’s going to be all those fabulous off-the-charts colors your people have come up with. For anyone who hasn’t seen them yet, they’re twice the depth of what’s out there now. Like reds that stop just short of black and pinks that are so bright they’re electric.”
There were even more smiles. Especially from the Revlon group.
“I’ve added a little contribution that you might find interesting. Whatever you’re wearing on your lips is also your eyeliner.”
“Ugh.” Tracy Courtright practically jumped out of her chair. “Red eyes?”
“I know the eyeliner part sounds scary, but I promise it’s not. It’s totally subtle. Just a hint of a connection. But the lips and the nails—they are definitely scary.”
She could see that some in her audience were a little put off by the eyeliner idea, but Jessica wasn’t worried. Geniuses are allowed to take that extra leap sometimes. She could lose the eyeliner easily because the pièce de résistance was her gala idea. That was the Jessica touch they were all waiting for.
“I just want you to take a look at the costumes for the MeanGreen gala.”
Jessica picked up the large envelope next to her chair. She opened it and slid out the photographs. She kept one and started handing out the others.
“There will be fifteen models. This is the first one,” she said, holding up a picture of a stunning model dressed completely in green paint.
Before anyone else could respond, from her positioned place in the back of the room, Katy jumped in. “It’s totally fantastic!”
Everyone turned. “If you didn’t see the zippers,” she continued, “and the flowers on the thongs, you would swear it was paint on naked skin.”
“It really does look like she’s naked,” one of the Revlon people added.
A murmur of agreement went through the audience.
“Absolutely,” someone else said.
“She is,” said Jessica.
“No way.” Back to Katy in the back with her important line. “I can see the whole zipper down her side. And the thongs with the flowers…” And then, as if she had just caught on, “Oh, my God, I can’t believe it!”
“You better believe it.” Jessica gave the punch line: “Trompe l’oeil.”
Jaws dropped. “The thongs and the zippers are painted on. The models will actually be totally nude under the paint. A definite knockout when the media finds out, which I’ll make sure they do. But not till the end.”
By now everyone was craning to catch a glimpse of the pictures. It was a sensation. Neighbors were poking neighbors to make sure everyone got it, and then someone in the back suspiciously close to Katy (maybe it even was Katy) started to clap. And everyone picked it up. Almost everyone.
“I’m not sure we can do such a thing. I mean, after all, naked? Revlon?” Tracy looked to Weiner, expecting support, but all she got was an Obama “Yes, we can.”
Michael Wilson stood up. “Brilliant! This could be bigger than the mask gala. Thank you, Jessica, and your fabulous team.” He motioned in the direction of the seven-man promotion section, thereby closing out any further objections.
Tracy Courtright was on her feet again. “We just had a gala. I think we used that up.”
Jessica was ready. “This isn’t just a gala. It’s a dinner at Vert Farmhouse with chef Jean Pierre, and everything on the menu is sustainable, homegrown organic from their own acreage—”
“Not exactly earthshaking. Organic food.”
“—and an outdoor concert with a hot live band that is still a secret.” Jessica pulled that out of nowhere. Well, Liam O’Connor, her movie star friend, would help. Whatever. For the moment, it shut up Madame Courtright. But from experience she knew it was only momentary.
“Thank you, everybody,” Jessica said. “I would love to stay and listen to more, but I really am late.” She scooped up her laptop bag and...

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  • Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin (July 15, 2012)
  • Publication Date: July 15, 2012
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Language: English
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Francine Pascal is the creator of the Sweet Valley High series and one of the world's most popular fiction writers for teenagers and the author of several bestselling novels, My Mother Was Never A Kid (Hanging out with Cici), My First Love and Other Disasters, as well as the series Fearless. Her adult novels include, Save Johanna! and If Wishes Were Horses (La Villa) and the non-fiction, The Strange Case of Patty Hearst. Pascal is on the Advisory Board of The American Theatre Wing. Her favorite sport is a monthly poker game. She lives in New York City and France

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34 of 38 people found the following review helpful By Amazon Customer VINE VOICE on September 2, 2012
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FYI, this is a review of "The Sweet Life: 1 - 6," not just the first installment, because I read them all back-to-back and cannot be bothered to write reviews for all six. That being said...

...I grew up on all things Sweet Valley High. I know so much about the Wakefield twins that I am practically the third sister. I SO looked forward to "Sweet Valley Confidential" last year, and that book was so horrifically bad I almost could not believe it was for real. Yet I still read "The Sweet Life" because I just cannot say no to anything remotely Elizabeth and Jessica related. And...I loved it. Loved it, loved it, LOVED IT! I could not put the book down. Is it a poorly written piece of crap that makes the original "Sweet Valley High" books seem like Henry James masterpieces? Well, yeah. But this book is much improved over the last one in that the author actually seemed to take the time to review the old books that bear her name, and thus "The Sweet Life" doesn't contain the many, MANY character inaccuracies that filled "Sweet Valley Confidential." That made things a lot more bearable right from the start. Yes, there are still some things I do not agree with, though I have had a year to get used to these insane plotlines, including (warning, many spoilers ahead!!!) that Jessica and Todd are not only a couple now, but they have married and procreated. Elizabeth is with Bruce Patman, of all people, and Steven Wakefield is GAY (I will never accept that one, sorry). Still, all that aside, I was totally swept up in the book, which is more dramatic than a soap opera.
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25 of 29 people found the following review helpful By Adelette on July 29, 2012
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You Can't Go Home Again

I am a major Sweet Valley fan from way back (think 1988 and no I am not revealing my age here) and when I found out about Sweet Valley Confidential and the ensuing six part miniseries, I was beyond excited... despite how weird my friends and family find it, I never stopped reading Sweet Valley, from the time I was 10 until it's sad ending in 2002. That's 20 or so years of Sweet Valley so the promised update on the lives of the twins was, for me, a present of EPIC proportions. Unfortunately, these books failed to live up to my expectations. As soon as I cracked the page of Confidential, to find former virgin-for-life Lizzie bawling during sex (oh, btw, this proves Pascal totally watches Grey's Anatomy) I realized this was not going to be the Sweet Valley I remembered. The miniseries does a slightly better job, but overall I found this return to my idealistic youth a sad disappointment and a shadow of its former glory.

It's three years after the events of Confidential and Elizabeth and Jessica are back to being best friends and living in good old Sweet Valley Heights, which has become a suburb of Los Angeles. Jess is still married to Todd, with a two year old child, and Lizzie is (gasp!) living in sin with her lover/boyfriend, Bruce Patman. Life is relatively calm and happy for the twins and friends, though resentment is brewing in the Wakefield/Wilkins home. Boring, conservative Todd can't stand it that his beautiful, successful wife is managing to be both a successful advertising executive AND a great mom to little Jake. Jessica's reluctance to leave her job and stay at home with the baby causes trouble for the happy couple.
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13 of 15 people found the following review helpful By Yolanda S. Bean VINE VOICE on July 15, 2012
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Having read Sweet Valley books for what feels like my entire life - from the Kids series, to the the Twins series, through all the high school and university books, I had a lot of anticipation when I first heard about this six part serial! The inconsistencies and outright strange shifts in characters that appeared in Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later dampened some of my initial excitement, but I have to say this book felt like the authors wrote it almost in direct response to the many negative reviews that Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later garnered. And one Amazon review for Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later is titled "Francine Pascal still hates fat people" and for the first time, a character who is a size twelve is introduced as not needing to lose an ounce. The laziness in editing that was so rampant disappeared, and errors were corrected (like Lila's dad regained his rightful first name on the very first page) throughout. Obviously, there are five more to go, but I hope that this same attention to detail is shown throughout!

Unfortunately, Ken Matthews is a shadow of the character he once was - perhaps pro-football has led to so many concussions that he literally is no longer himself... But there is hope for his redemption at the end of the book... Elizabeth still doesn't feel quite herself, either - some very shady journalism and outright lies were pretty shocking.
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