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Whoa, Nellie. Maybe confidence came with my transformation.
    â€œGreat,” he says, releasing a breath like he had been holding it. “See you Saturday. Oh, and see you in class later. Bye, Genie. Bye, uh, Leia.” He strolls back to his table, where his friends have been watching us. A few of the guys give him high fives. It almost makes me suspect that his asking me out was because of some kind of dare.
    â€œWhat was that ?” Leia raises her eyebrows to me, and I grin back. Whatever the situation, nothing will keep me from sitting shoulder-to-shoulder for a couple of hours with Pete this weekend. But I hold my palms out to her in surrender, not able to discuss.
    â€œAnyway, I want to talk about what happened in French,” she says again, but the bell rings and I am saved from having to answer. Leia knows my next class is at the far end of the school, and I have to hurry to reach it in time, so I shrug an apology and rush off. “Later,” she warns, calling after me.
    I am still in a bit of a daze, taking in how different it is being me today, and I remain distracted throughout the rest of the day. Nothing else unusual happens, though Pete rewards me with a big smile and a thumbs-up during English, our last class. I sit next to Leia but again manage to keep from getting into a real conversation with her. As soon as the final bell rings at two-thirty, she grabs my arm and mutters in my ear, “Okay, tell me what, exactly, is going on?”
    â€œI don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say. I have decided on a simple strategy — play dumb.
    â€œC’mon. How did your French folder magically appear in your hand? What’s up with that?” she demands.
    â€œWhat do you mean? Leia, I found it in my backpack at the last minute,” I protest. I hate lying to her, but I am not yet ready to tell her the full story. “You didn’t see me pull it out.”
    â€œI don’t think so,” she shakes her head as we reach my car. Luke sees us at a distance and peels off from his popular group to join us.
    â€œHey, ladies. What’s up?” he says, sauntering in our direction. “Uh, is something wrong?” I guess he can tell there is some tension between us. We all climb in, Leia in the back.
    â€œLeia thinks I’ve been doing magic in French class,” I giggle as I drive out of the lot.
    â€œHer folder appeared in her hand, right before my eyes. It wasn’t there, and then it was! I am not making this up,” she states. Luke looks from her to me and back.
    â€œI took it out of my backpack with my other hand!” I protest.
    â€œLeia, come on. It sounds nuts,” he says. I can tell he is reluctant to take my side over his sister’s, but he also sees my point that it’s a pretty far-fetched story. At last, rationality wins, and he says, “This is ridiculous. You girls are so weird.”
    â€œI know what I saw. I’m not stupid, and I’m not hallucinating. And you—” she stabs her finger in my direction “—are keeping something from me.”
    I let out a deep sigh, feeling awful for prolonging the mystery, but still say, “Whatever, Leia. Imagine what you like.” I simply can’t figure out how to tell her yet, and I’m not going to tell her in front of Luke.
    I watch Leia in the rear-view mirror. With a sour face to me, she stares out the window. We all are silent for the rest of the drive, save the sound of Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” playing in the background.
    â€œBye, guys,” I say when I drop them off. They both grunt a goodbye while getting out of the car. Leia slams the door, extra hard.
    Ugh. Thank goodness we don’t have swim practice on Wednesdays. I have too much to think about. I park on the street and haul my heavy backpack full of homework into the house.

Chapter Four

    I don’t wish to be everything to everyone, but I would