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over, you’ll see.” He was wrong. But at least he left. Temporarily, anyway. I knew he’d be back. Showing up in school, making my life miserable just for the fun of it. Kind of like what Rick did to Max. Only worse. Lou had powers. He’d make it his new job to bug me. He’d probably even try to get a few of my classmates’ souls in the process. Grant them a wi—
    That was it! How did I not think of it before? I knew how to help Max.
    Wishes.
    I had the same capabilities as Lou. Okay, maybe not the same, but close—better even. I actually cared about people. And if Lou could grant wishes, I could, too.
    Max didn’t have to worry about getting bullied anymore. I was going to make his dream come true. He was going to be popular. No soul payment necessary.

chapter 8
    It was the perfect plan. Not only was Max going to be on top of the world, I was going to be doing a major good deed in the process.
    â€œWhy are you so happy?” Gabi asked as I took my seat next to her.
    I was bursting to tell her, but didn’t get the chance until twenty minutes later when Mr. Novan let us break into groups to practice speaking French.
    â€œYou’ll be able to make Max’s wishes come true?” Gabi asked.
    I looked around the class to make sure no one was listening to us. “I should be able to. When Lou was bragging about his wish-granting abilities, he said all it took was concentration. He and ‘his subject’ just needed to think about the wish, and it came true. Doesn’t sound hard.”
    Gabi shook her head. “I don’t know. Do you really think you can do it?”
    I grinded on two of my nails. “I have to try. Why aren’t you more excited about this? Weren’t you the one who suggested using my powers to help Max?”
    â€œYeah, but I still don’t get how it’s going to work.”
    What was so hard to understand? “I told you,” I said, talking super slow this time, hoping it would seep into her brain. “Max just needs to focus on being popular, and I just have to focus on making the wish come true. Simple.”
    Gabi’s lips pursed together.
    â€œWhat?” I asked.
    â€œHow are you going to get him to concentrate on being popular without telling him why? Are you going to fill him in on your family secret?”
    She had a point. A really good one.
    â€œWell, no. But I think I know what I can do.”
    â€œThat doesn’t sound like French to me,” Mr. Novan said. I hadn’t even noticed him creeping up to my desk.
    Why did I always get busted? “Sorry.”
    â€œ En Français ,” he said.
    Where was Google Translate when you needed it? “Umm, désolé ?”
    Gabi came to the rescue. She said some stuff that sounded like gibberish until Mr. Novan moved on to torture some other students. It was one of those rare times when I appreciated her mom for being such a homework tyrant—Gabi certainly knew her stuff.
    â€œSo, what’s your plan?” she asked.
    â€œI can talk to Max about how cool being popular would be. Kind of trick him into thinking about it.”
    â€œWay too risky,” Gabi said. “You won’t know what he’s thinking for sure. What if when you bring up the idea of popularity, he starts wishing he were the main character in a popular video game? Then there’d be space monsters with lasers running around the school making people’s intestines pop out.”
    Gabi was right. My plan was flawed. I had to figure out something better.
    All through class, I couldn’t stop watching Max. It was a good thing Cole didn’t have French with me. He would have thought I was crushing on Max. But I couldn’t turn away. Mr. Novan had shoved him in a group with Dana Ellers and Tracy Fine. None of them looked happy about it. The girls were squished on one side of the desk, trying hard not to make eye contact with him or even acknowledge