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We’re supposed to text Brianna first so she doesn’t use up a bunch of our texts with boring stuff about her babysitting job. Which narrows it down to Nick. So, Junie’s relatively new boyfriend, Nick, is texting her. Nick, who sometimes hangs out with Josh!

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    J unie reads her text message, smiles, then thumbs in a reply.
    â€œIs it Nick?” My heart speeds up. “What’d he say? Is he with Josh? How’s Josh?”
    â€œHe’s not with Josh.” Junie looks at the floor.
    And that look speaks volumes. “But he
was
with Josh?”
    â€œHow do you do that?” Junie stares at me. “It’s like you get inside my head.”
    â€œI don’t know exactly. I think partly it’s from hanging out with you for years and partly from learning to be an observant detective.” I fish in my purse for gum, slide out a piece, then toss the package at Junie. “So, what were Josh and Nick up to?”
    â€œJosh phoned Nick.” She hands the gum back to me, without taking a piece.
    â€œBecause he’s überdepressed about breaking up with me and needed a friend to talk to?” I clasp a hand to my heart. “I almost feel a little sorry for him. It’s no fun going through a breakup.”
    Junie sits unmoving like the stone statue of the saguaro cactus in the courtyard at school.
    â€œOh, I get it.” I unwrap the gum and pop it in my mouth. “He feels even worse now that we’re out here in California on the trip he gave up.”
    Junie closes her eyes.
    â€œWhat? What is it?”
    â€œJosh called Nick because the high-school water polo coach needed someone to videotape a few scrimmages,” she says softly.
    I slump down in my chaise longue, deflated like a day-old balloon. Josh isn’t überdepressed. He probably hasn’t wasted one fraction of one second missing me. I’d slide farther down the chair, but that would land me on the tile floor.
    â€œJosh hasn’t figured out yet what he’s lost.” Beside me, Junie slumps in sympathy. “But he will, Sherry. I just know it.”
    We sit in silence. I’m letting the waves of sadness wash over me, remembering my mother’s words about how this will pass and I’ll feel okay again.
    Trapped in my own little world, at first I don’tnotice the two teen girls skipping around the lounge until one of them laughs loudly. They’re checking out all the little sitting areas.
    When they arrive at us, they stop. Both girls have chin-length brown hair, knit tank tops and short skirts. The kind of short skirt that’s against our school’s dress code. One of the girls has a ring through her nose and the cutest silver bracelet with a dog charm. The other has an eyebrow bar and lavender eye shadow. They’re wearing flip-flops with HOLLYWOOD HIGH SCHOOL stamped across the strap.
    They glance at Junie, smile vacantly, then turn to me.
    Eyebrow Bar Girl says, “Sherlock Baldwin?”
    â€œUh, yes.” I scoot to a sitting position. These people do not look even remotely familiar.
    Nose Ring Girl squeals. “I can’t believe it’s actually you.” She punches Eyebrow Bar Girl in the arm. “It’s her. We found her. Yay us!”
    Junie’s forehead is creased with a thick line of confusion. These girls don’t look familiar to her either.
    â€œI’m sorry,” I say. “Do I know you guys?”
    Nose Ring Girl’s eyes sparkle. “I’m Lorraine. I’m super happy to meet you.”
    â€œI’m Stef,” Eyebrow Bar Girl says.
    â€œHow do you know Sherry?” Junie asks.
    â€œSherry? So cute!” Lorraine’s eyes sparkle. “Does everyone call you Sherry? Not Sherlock?”
    â€œI only get Sherlock during roll call on the first day of school,” I say. “And when my parents are mad at me.”
    â€œSame for me with ‘Stefanie.’ ” Stef