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you?”
    Becky looked down at the tile floor. “No.”
    “Then why did you pick that topic?” Katie asked her.
    Becky frowned. “I guess Suzanne made it sound so interesting. She makes everything sound interesting.”
    Katie nodded. “I know what you mean.”
    “I thought if Suzanne and I had something in common, we’d be friends. And if Suzanne became my friend, then everyone would be my friend,” Becky explained.
    “Well, a lot of people do like Suzanne,” Katie agreed. “But you don’t have to be just like her to make friends. Just be yourself.”
    “But everyone here is so different than the kids at my old school. Y’all have been friends forever.”

    Katie shook her head. “Not all of us. George was new at the beginning of the year. He has lots of friends now. You will, too. It just takes time.” She smiled. “I’m your friend, so you’ve got one pal already.”
    Becky smiled. “Okay, pal,” she said sweetly. “Can you help me come up with a report topic?
    “Sure! What do you like to do?” said Katie.
    Becky thought about that for a minute. “Well, back in Atlanta I took gymnastics. I was getting pretty good at the balance beam and floor exercises.”
    “So ask Mrs. Derkman if you can do a report on gymnastics,” Katie suggested. Then she frowned and touched her nose. It was still sore where George had crashed into her. “Just don’t do a cartwheel into my face, okay?”
    Becky giggled and stuck out her hand. “It’s a deal.”

Chapter 10
    “Coco Chanel was known for her simple dresses and suits,” Suzanne told the class Thursday morning. “She also created costume jewelry and quilted handbags.”
    “P.U. What’s that smell?” George held his nose and looked all around the room. “I think it’s coming from you , Suzanne.”
    Suzanne rolled her eyes. “That’s perfume,” she told George. “Coco Chanel created all sorts of perfumes. Her most famous is called Chanel Number Five.”
    “She should have called it Dog Poo Number Five,” George said. “It smells terrible.”
    “George!” Mrs. Derkman scolded. “We do not say ‘dog poo’ in school.”
    “Oh, I’m not wearing Chanel perfume,” Suzanne said. “I made my perfume myself.”
    “How did you do that?” Mandy asked.
    “I used a perfume-making kit,” Suzanne explained. “It’s a mixture of bubble gum, grape, and rosebud scents. I call it Suzanne Number One.”
    Then Suzanne showed the class pictures of clothes that Coco Chanel had designed. The girls seemed interested. The boys were bored.
    “Lots of designers copied Coco Chanel’s work,” Suzanne said, as she finished her report. “Everyone wanted to look like her and dress like her. That’s why I can relate to her.”

    Mrs. Derkman stood up and smiled at Suzanne. “I knew this would be a good topic for you to research. Thank you for your report.” The teacher turned to Becky. “Are you ready?” she asked her.
    Becky stood nervously and straightened the sleeves on her blue and silver gymnastics leotard. She looked at Katie.
    Katie smiled and gave her a thumbs-up sign.
    Becky gave her a thumbs-up back, then...
    Whoosh! Becky flipped in midair and landed on her hands! She walked upside down to the front of the room.
    Whoosh! Becky flipped over again. This time, she landed on her feet.
    “My report is about gymnastics,” Becky told them. “People have been doing gymnastics for more than two thousand years. But it’s only been a competitive sport for about one hundred years.”
    Becky gave a long speech about about the history of gymnastics. She didn’t use any note cards. She knew it all by heart.
    Then Becky demonstrated some of the moves she had learned in her gymnastics classes. She did a back flip, a cartwheel, and a handspring. She ended her routine with a perfect split.
    “Awesome!” Jeremy exclaimed.
    “I wish I could do that!” George said.
    “Can you teach me to do a cartwheel?” Zoe asked. “I always flop over to the