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She’s interested in me. ”
    “Yeah.”
Ricky guffawed. “I think she wants to be Garrick’s personal donor.” All the
boys laughed.
    “Serena
Star is more likely to eat you alive,” Ivy seethed. “You guys better start
watching what you say.”
    “Can I
help it if the bunny ladies love me?” Garrick shrugged. He gestured to the
cheerleaders. “For example, look at Charlotte Brown, the star of my movie.”
    Ivy
spun around to see Charlotte glaring at her and waving her hands. “Get out of
the way!” Ivy could imagine her screaming. “You’re blocking my scene!”
    Ivy
turned back to face the Beasts and found that Dylan was filming again. “You
want a wooden stake?” she said with disgust. “Here!” She flung her pencil
angrily at Garrick—who shrieked and threw up his arms to shield himself—then
spun around and stalked away.
    After
the game, Olivia and Camilla sat on the school’s front steps, waiting for
Olivia’s mom to pick them up. All the TV news vans were gone, and the setting
sun cast an orange glow over everything.
    “We killed them!” Camilla said happily. “Fortysix to three must be a record. Could you
believe it when their lineman ran into the wrong end zone? Maybe our film
project should be about embarrassing sports defeats.”
    Olivia
grinned. “I think the Willowton Badgers have had enough humiliation for one
year, without us making a movie about how bad they are.”
    Camilla
laughed.
    “Hey,
didn’t you get a new cat?” Olivia asked. “You mean Captain Whiskers?” said
Camilla. Olivia nodded. “Maybe we could do something
    about
him? I could imagine a cool documentary about what the world’s really like for
a cat.”
    “As
far as I can tell,” Camilla said, “it’s mostly sleeping and scratching.”
    “Sounds
like my uncle Morris,” Olivia joked.
    At
that moment, her mom pulled up. “Hello, girls!” she called excitedly out the
window, as Camilla and Olivia grabbed their bags and dashed down the steps.
    “Hi,
Mrs. Abbott,” Camilla said, climbing into the back of the car.
    “Hey,
Mom,” said Olivia, as she slid into the passenger seat.
    Olivia’s
mom didn’t drive away. Instead, she wiggled her fingers on the steering wheel
and looked at Olivia out of the corner of her eye. Suddenly, she held out her
hand. “Pinch me!” she said.
    Olivia
stared at her. “Why?”
    “Fine,”
Olivia’s mom said. “I’ll pinch myself.” She grabbed a piece of her arm between
thumb and forefinger. “Ouch!” she cried. Then she grinned. “It’s not a dream!”
she squealed ecstatically.
    “Mom,”
Olivia said, feeling confused, “what’s going on?”
    “My
great-aunt Edna died!” her mom replied, clapping with delight.
    Oh,
my gosh! Olivia
thought in shock; she’d never even heard of a Great-aunt Edna before. My
mother has lost her mind! She glanced at Camilla, who looked even more
confused than Olivia felt, then turned back and said, “And you’re excited about this?”
    Her
mom gave her a stern look. “Who do you think I am?” she said. “That morbid boy
that Serena Star is investigating? Of course I’m not excited about the death of
a relative. But Greataunt Edna was one hundred and two! She led an
extraordinary life, and I know that it would give her great joy to see me so excited
about what she’s left me.”
    “She
left you something?” Olivia asked. “You mean like an inheritance?”
    Camilla
stuck her head between the front seats. “What was so extraordinary about
Greataunt Edna?” she asked.
    Mrs.
Abbott gave Olivia a pointed look before turning to Camilla and saying, “Thank
you for asking, Camilla.” Then she shifted the car into gear and pulled away
from the curb.
    “It’s
quite a story!” she went on as she drove. “You see, Edna lived in New York City
in the nineteen twenties. She was a maid in the household of an Italian duke.
The duke was in New York searching for an American wife among the city’s high
society. Have you girls ever