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was, too. We took a good look around the kitchen. We opened the cupboards and doors but couldn’t find anything that resembled food. It was obvious: Hera was out to starve us. This had probably been her plan all along.
    “No handmaidens, no cooks—how does one survive?” cried Era, her perfectly heart-shaped lips turned down in a pout.
    “You know, maybe they have food at school,” Polly offered.
    “Do you think they really could have food there?” Era asked suspiciously.
    “I think so.”
    I didn’t really buy it—I figured this was just Polly’s way of getting us to go to school. Still, I was willing to try, for food. And we had to go, anyway.
    “Only one problem,” I said. “While I don’t know much about this modern-day-earth thing, I have a feeling that chiffon nighties with big holes are not proper school attire.”
    “Doesn’t your room have clothes, Thalia?” asked Era.
    “My room?”
    “Yes, your room. Mine has some clothes, and although they aren’t velvet and silk, they aren’t awful,” said Era.
    “I haven’t been to my room. I have a room?” I wondered aloud.
    “Surely it’s that one,” said Polly as she pointed toan unexplored closed door.
    I opened it to find no clothes. Just a strange, shiny white basin with a silver handle—it looked like a fancy, modern version of the toilets I’d seen when I’d visited earth in the past. There was also another basin big enough for someone to lie in—a bath, I guessed. But who had baths and toilets inside? That wasn’t very civilized.
    “I don’t want this room,” I called out.
    “Well, you can’t have mine,” said Era. “I need it. The bed is almost as soft as my bed at home. I need my beauty sleep.”
    “There has got to be another room. Let’s have a look around,” said Polly. But we looked. And there was no other room. Daddy had screwed up again. Urgggh.
    “You’re just going to have to use that room with the bath, Thalia. Now let’s get dressed and get to school,” directed Polly.
    “Whoa! Wait a second—I’m not taking that room. One of you must share. This is not acceptable, wholly incomprehensible, and—and—and…”
    But then I thought back to my early-morning epiphany. And the reason we were here. And I shut up. I would take this little room with the tub and the toilet. It was what I deserved. And who knew, maybe when things calmed down a bit, I could trade with Era. This room had one thing Era loved that I bet her room did not have: a big, well-lit, almost glowingmirror. Just like the one in the Beautorium, Era’s most favorite place back home.
    “Never mind,” I said.
    “This will be fine,” I said.
    “I’ll take what I deserve,” I said.
    “Let me just fix my hair in this incredibly gigantic mirror and I will be ready to go,” I said. Hey, it couldn’t hurt to plant the seed early.
    “Well, you’ll need to wear some different clothes, Thalia. Come into my room, and we will pick out something,” said Polly.
    The clothes were wild. Polly had already picked out the most plainest Janest dress of the bunch, which was fine because it meant more of the good stuff for me. I found a skirt the color of a ripe orange and a shirt the shade of a juicy plum, which I thought would look perfect with my dirty-blond bob. But the shoes were the best. They were almost squishy soft, not like the itchy rope sandals we wore back home. And they tied up all tight to my foot. And they were bright turquoise and shimmery silver. I felt like I could run a thousand miles in these shoes. So what if I had to sleep in a tub from now on? I had fancy new shoes. Life was swell.
    Era came into Polly’s room, her cheeks flushed and rosy, dressed, well, like a goddess. She’d piled her hair on top of her head, but some of her long, golden blond curls wouldn’t obey, and they cascaded downaround her shoulders. Her dress was beautiful and fit her as if it had been sewn straight onto her body. Trimmed in lace and beads, it was