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getups.”
    Alex knew he was right. As soon as he’d gone inside, she unpinned Ava’s fake ponytailand pulled the Celtics cap off her own head. Her long curls tumbled down around her shoulders. The girls swapped shirts, which wasn’t pleasant for Alex, as the shirt of hers Ava had worn was damp with sweat. “Ew,” she said, curling her lip and plucking the shirt away from her body.
    â€œWhat did you expect?” said Ava. “Cheerleading is hard work.”
    Alex watched Ava pull out several bobby pins and then try to mess up her own hair.
    â€œIt’s not doing what it usually does,” said Ava. “You put too much hair spray in it.”
    â€œHere,” said Alex, thrusting the Celtics cap toward her sister. “Put this on.”
    â€œGood plan,” said Ava. “And hand me a tissue so I can wipe some of this gunk off my face.”

    Ava followed her sister inside. Moxy came bounding around the corner to greet them, and then skidded to a stop and cocked her head to one side, looking perplexed.
    â€œI think she’s confused because our clothes must smell like both of us together,” whispered Ava, giving Moxy a reassuring pat on the head.Moxy’s tail thumped on the floor, but without the usual enthusiasm.
    There were voices coming from the study. She exchanged a quick look with Alex. They silently agreed it would be better to say hello briefly than try to sneak past their parents. Anyway, they were now more or less back to their regular selves.
    â€œAva!” called Coach. “Come meet Luke.”
    â€œYou too, Alex,” said their mom.
    The girls both stopped at the door of the study.
    A blond boy about Tommy’s age stood up from his chair and turned toward the door. He seemed nice enough, Ava thought. And he had a friendly smile. But she was still nervous about having a tutor.
    â€œHi,” she said shyly, stepping into the room.
    â€œHi, Ava,” he said.
    â€œYo, dude!” said Tommy from the hallway. “Have you bamboozled them into thinking you’re an upstanding citizen?”
    Luke blushed and rolled his eyes, which Ava thought was sweet. She already felt a little bit better about having to work on her homework with him.
    â€œIgnore Tom, please,” said Coach. “This is Ava’s twin sister, Alex.” He gestured to Alex, who was in the doorway. “How were tryouts, Al?”
    When Alex didn’t answer immediately, Ava turned to look at her sister. Uh-oh.
    Alex’s mouth had dropped open, and her head was tilted slightly to one side. If this were a cartoon, Ava thought, Alex’s eyes would have hearts for pupils. Ava knew this look. Her sister was love struck.
    â€œHey, Al?” prompted Coach. “Tryouts? Did they go okay?”
    Alex seemed to snap out of it. “Tryouts? What tryouts?” She tore her gaze away from Luke and focused on Coach. “Oh! Tryouts! Yes! They were great! Awesome!”
    Mrs. Sackett narrowed her eyes at Alex.
    â€œWell, it was nice to meet you,” Ava said to Luke hastily, and hustled her sister out of the room before their mom could examine either of them too closely.

    Ava shoved her sister kindly but firmly into Alex’s room with a whispered “Go change!” and thenhurried toward her own room. The sooner she got into the shower to wash the spray out of her hair and the rest of the gunk off her face, the better.
    She was gathering up clean clothes in a bundle to take to the bathroom when she heard Tommy call her from down the hall.
    â€œHey,” she said, stopping at the door of his room.
    â€œHey,” he said, and beckoned her in. “I’ve got a little situation I need some help with.”
    Ava came in and sat down on his bed.
    â€œYou look really freaky with makeup on,” he said.
    â€œThanks. That’s what you called me in to tell me?”
    â€œNo. Sorry.” Tommy got up and quietly closed the door.