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seemed small and lost, definitely not a celebrity. Too bad they didn’t end up in any classes together, because Mia would really like to bond with Zoe and help her adjust to life in Hankinson. Of course, Mia hadn’t worked up the nerve even to smile at her yet.
    Sophie was knocking hard on the door and turning at the knob. Mia’s parents must have locked it when they went to the gym. Mia closed the screen with Zoe’s pictures and hopped up to let Sophie in. She’d come over early for their standing Saturday night movie date.
    â€œFinally!” Sophie said, kicking off her sandals and glancing at the tablet in Mia’s hands. “What took so long? Were you getting your Zoe Laybourne fix again?”
    Mia wished she hadn’t told Sophie about her little hobby. Even though Sophie was her closest—or maybe only—friend, Mia sometimes felt like she couldn’t trust her, like Sophie wouldn’t think twice about slinging dirt if she needed to.
    â€œNo,” Mia said. “Just doing homework.”
    â€œThey’re giving you homework already?” Sophie twisted her long sandy hair into a pile on her head. Classes at Immaculate Conception didn’t start until Monday.
    Mia nodded. She’d actually done all her homework this morning. It had taken only twenty minutes. So far high school seemed like a cakewalk.
    â€œDid you do it?” Sophie asked. She smoothed her short blue sundress around her thighs. Sophie was much curvier than Mia and already had real hips and woman boobs. Whenever she wasn’t in her Catholic school uniform, she wore minidresses. She liked to brag that guys checked out her legs. Personally, Mia thought Sophie’s thighs looked like two honey-baked hams. Not that Mia would say that to Sophie, even though Sophie didn’t think twice about telling Mia that she was a skeleton.
    â€œDo what?” Mia asked.
    Sophie rolled her eyes. “Shave your legs. When we texted two hours ago, you said you were finally going to do it.”
    â€œOh yeah,” Mia said. She was probably the last girl in the world to shave. Sophie said it was time she stopped having hairy Neanderthal legs. “Yeah, I sort of did it.”
    Sophie leaned down and swiped her hand across Mia’s bare calf. “Nice. Does it itch?”
    â€œA little.”
    â€œHang on,” Sophie said, touching Mia’s other leg. “Why did you only shave one leg?”
    â€œOh.” Mia adjusted her shorts on her hips. They were size zero and still loose. Size-zero hips and a double-A bra. Puberty was definitely taking its sweet time. “That’s what I meant by sort of .”
    Sophie wrinkled her nose. “Why on earth would you shave one leg?”
    Mia shrugged. Back when she was in the shower it had seemed like a good idea. “I wanted to make sure I liked it.”
    â€œ Liked it? What’s that supposed to mean?”
    â€œI don’t know. I guess like how you wear new shoes around inside before you go outside with them.”
    â€œYou’re weird,” Sophie said. She grabbed a glass from Mia’s cupboard and poured herself some milk. Mia hated plain milk—it actually made her gag. Another way that she and Sophie were different. Sometimes Mia wondered if they’d even be friends if they didn’t live on the same street.
    â€œWhere’re your parents?” Sophie asked, setting her empty glass in the sink and wiping off her milk mustache.
    â€œWhere do you think? The gym.”
    Mia’s mom and dad worked out seven days a week. That was their obsession, along with their jobs. When they left for the gym every morning or evening, Mia wondered how they could possibly tone another part of their bodies, but in general they were more robot than human.
    â€œI’m bored.” Sophie nodded toward Mia’s parents’ room. “Want to try on your mom’s clothes?”
    â€œOkay . . . I just have to