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her. This is the only way.”
    â€œOkay.” I sighed. “If you say so.”
    â€œGood boy,” said Mayor Hubble as he handed me a bunch of VOTE FOR MAYOR HUBBLE signs.
    After dinner that night I told my parents I was going over to Ryan’s house to check our homework. But I didn’t go to Ryan’s house. I grabbed the VOTE FOR MAYOR HUBBLE signs and went out looking for some VOTE FOR ANDREA signs.
    It was getting dark outside. I was slinking around the neighborhood like a secret agent. It was cool. At the first house I came to, there were
two
signs on the front lawn. One said VOTE FOR ANDREA and the other said VOTE FOR A.J.
    I started pulling the VOTE FOR ANDREA sign out of the ground. And you’ll never believe in a million hundred guesses who tapped me on the shoulder at that moment.
    It was Andrea!
    â€œAhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
I shouted.
    She was holding an armful of VOTE FOR MAYOR HUBBLE yard signs, just like I was.
    â€œArlo, what are
you
doing here?” she asked.
    â€œI’m taking away your yard signs,” I told her. “What are
you
doing here?”
    â€œI came to take away
your
yard signs!” she said. “Who told you to do this?”

    â€œMayor Hubble,” I told Andrea. “He told me to take down your signs and replace them with Vote for Mayor Hubble signs.”
    â€œThat’s strange,” said Andrea. “He told me to take down
your
signs and replace them with Vote for Mayor Hubble signs
too
!”
    Andrea and I looked at each other for a second.
    â€œYou mean Mayor Hubble is helping
you
win the election?” I asked Andrea.
    â€œYes!”
    â€œMayor Hubble has been helping
you
win the election
too
?” Andrea asked me.
    â€œYeah!” I said. “He told me he would help me win if I told all the parents to vote for him.”
    â€œThat’s the same thing he told
me
!” said Andrea. “So no matter which of us wins, it will be good for Mayor Hubble!”
    She looked really mad.
    â€œMayor Hubble is in trouble,” she said.

Finally, it was Election Day. There was a ballot box for each grade in the front hallway so kids could vote before going to class.
    â€œGood luck, man,” said Michael.
    â€œI hope you win,” said Neil the nude kid.
    â€œIt’s in the bag, A.J.,” said Ryan.

    â€œ
What’s
in the bag?” I asked. “You don’t even have a bag.”
    After I voted (for myself, of course), I went to the boy’s bathroom and put on a fake nose and glasses I brought from home. Then I went back to the table with the ballot boxes.
    â€œMy name is Bob,” I said. “I’d like to vote in the third-grade election.”

    â€œCertainly,” said the mom behind the ballot box.
    After I voted (for myself again, of course), I went back to the boy’s bathroom and put on the Batman costume that was in my backpack. Then I went back to the table.
    â€œMy name is Batman,” I said. “I’d like to vote in the third-grade election.”
    â€œThanks for voting!” said the mom as she handed me another ballot.
    I must have voted for myself at least ten times. At that point I ran out of disguisesand walked down the hall to class. That’s when Andrea stopped me in the hallway.
    â€œI just wanted to say good luck, Arlo,” she said, “even though I hope you lose.”
    â€œI hope you lose too,” I told Andrea. “So good luck losing.”
    I was about to walk away, but I stopped.
    â€œHey Andrea,” I said, “can I ask you a question?”
    â€œSure, Arlo. What is it?”
    â€œI just wanted to know,” I said, looking at my feet, “do you like me?”
    I knew I shouldn’t have said it. As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to stuff them back inside. But it was too late.
    Andrea didn’t answer for like a millionhundred seconds. It was so quiet. It was like we were in an underground cave, and