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chair, even without my phone.”
    â€œBut what about not having a real phone?” asks Megan, popping a piece of gum into her mouth.
    â€œOr your Snappypic,” says Janel.
    I clear my throat. “Well, Ella has Snappypic. Just make her my cochair.” I fold my arms in front of my chest.
    â€œWe’ve never had cochairs before,” says Megan, who raises her very plucked eyebrows. She glances significantly at Bailey. “Am I right?”
    Bailey presses her hands together to make a little steeple. She purses her lips. “We’ve never done it before.”
    â€œDon’t worry. I’ll really be the chair. I can use Ella’s phone. And Ella can do some art.”
    Bailey winces as if the thought of doing something different might be painful. Suddenly her long, dark eyelashes flutter. Her eyes are shining. “I think that”—she straightens her scarf—“I think that it’s a solid idea.”
    â€œAwesome,” I say, my heart skipping a beat.
    â€œI know.” Bailey high-fives me. “It’ll be super. Right, girls?”
    â€œRight,” echo both Megan and Janel.
    Bailey stares at me intently. “So you’ll both need to go to all of the meetings.”
    â€œSure. No problem,” I promise.
    â€œWe can meet during lunch and Thursday afternoons at my house after school,” says Bailey.
    â€œCool,” I say.
    Bailey high-fives me. “Super!” Her musical laugh echoes in the bathroom.
    â€œSuper! Super!” Janel and Megan echo as one twirls in front of the mirror and the other high-fives me.
    We walk into the hall together, and Bailey is gazing at me like I’m her personal hero, and so is Megan and so is Janel, and everyone in the seventh grade is passing by watching Bailey and the Bees staring at me like I’m the smartest person ever. Well, Snappypic smart. And you know what? I’m feeling kind of super!
    My Snappypic Fame
    It all started last year at the end of sixth grade, when I posted a photo of this gopher popping out of a hole in our yard right between our Douglas fir tree and the blackberry bush. Lucky, my dog, was licking the gopher’s head. Since Lucky looks like a giant four-legged Wookie, the gopher was too terrified to move. If you didn’t know that, it looked as if Lucky and the gopher were BFFs. I posted to Snappypic with the caption, Everyone needs a friend.
    And I was famous!
    Soon I had a ton of followers, mostly kids from my middle school, synagogue youth group, and summer camp. Of course some of those followers weren’t even real since I had opened up fifteen different accounts under different names so I could LIKE my own posts.
    But my real followers loved that gopher photo. It landed on the popular page on Snappypic. Soon everyone started following me. I got 492 LIKES . And I kept on posting photos with inspiring quotes. By August I had more than 10,000 followers. And when I started school a month ago, the whole seventh grade was noticing me and talking about how I had so many followers and asking my opinion on everything from the best photo-editing apps to what I thought of our math teacher’s hair.
    Me, Karma Cooper, the girl who all throughout fourth, fifth, and most of sixth grade was officially known as Bad Karma because I was too tall and awkward to even be a teensy bit popular. But all of that has changed. Big time.
    Really Super
    A moment later Ella strolls down the hallway. “Hey,” she says softly. She stops and stares at all of us. My arms are linked to Bailey’s and Bailey’s arms are linked to the rest of the Bees and we’re crazily skipping down the hall to third period.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” asks Ella. Her eyebrows squish together. After all, it’s not every day that you see me, Megan, Bailey, and Janel skip arm-in-arm down the hall like we’re about to belt out “Follow the Yellow Brick Road.” Like