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wake up one day with bigger boobs). So I talked to Billy about it. I told him how she doesn’t answer my calls or texts and pointed out that she won’t even eat lunch with us.
    â€œBrynn is just upset about not making the team,” Billy said. “Give her some time and she’ll come around.”
    â€œI’m not so sure,” I told Billy. “It almost seems like she’s upset about more than just not making the team, but I’m not sure what it is.” I waited to see if Billy would say what I’ve been thinking, that maybe Brynn likes him for more than just a friend. But Billy just shrugged like he wasn’t sure either.
Thursday, September 5, 9:07 P.M .
    Brynn didn’t eat lunch with me today and neither did Billy. She did her library-and-yogurt thing, and Billy had a student government meeting. When I went into the cafeteria, I got my food and was trying to figure out where to sitwhen Emily saw me and waved me over to where she was sitting with Kate and Vanessa. “Sit with us,” she said.
    When I sat down, Emily looked at my tray. “Is that a chicken sandwich?” she asked.
    I looked at the other trays on the table. Kate, Vanessa, and Emily all had salads, dressing on the side. I picked up my sandwich and took a bite.
    Emily looked at the other salads and held up a forkful of her own. “To keep a dancer’s body, I stick to salads for lunch.”
    Kate and Vanessa looked at me like they were waiting to see what I’d do. Part of me wanted a dancer’s body, and part of me wanted to finish my sandwich. “You’re right,” I said to Emily. Then I got up and got a salad.
    Dressing on the side.
Friday, September 6, 10:47 P.M .
At the kitchen table
Drinking hot chocolate
Can’t sleep
    Three weird things happened today, and I can’t stop thinking about any of them.
    The first is that Brynn didn’t go to the library to study during lunch today. For the first time all week, she ate lunch with Billy and me. I thought it was a sign that maybe things were going back to normal. I tried to show her how happy I was about it.
    â€œDo you want my carrots?” I asked when we sat down at our table with our lunch trays. Brynn loves carrots. When she was little, my mom used to call her Bunny Brynn because she could eat so many.
    â€œI’ve got my own,” she said. She barely even looked at me, then started talking to Billy about an English test they had that afternoon and didn’t say another word to me.
    The second thing that happened is that the school newspaper came out today. I read it cover to cover, and there wasn’t anything in there about the girls who made the dance team. I had a feeling Brynn wouldn’t put it on the front page like she’d said she was going to, but I couldn’t believe she didn’t include it at all. How is it fair that journalists have the power to decide what news is fit to print? That’s what I was thinking about whenthe third weird thing happened today.
    Emily and I were walking into the high school gym to go to dance practice, and we saw Matt Parker. He was walking out of gym as we were walking in, and he looked surprised to see me. “California, what are you doing here?” he asked. He smiled his cute, white smile.
    Emily’s eyes got big. I knew I needed to stay calm. “I made the dance team.” I told Matt. “I’ve been coming over here after school every day for practice.”
    â€œImpressive!” He nodded his head for a few seconds. “I had last period PE and stayed to shoot some hoops.”
    I did the same nod he did, which kind of made it seem like I thought the fact that he stayed to shoot some hoops was impressive too.
    Matt laughed. “You’re funny, California. I’ll see you around,” he said. Then he did his head bob thing and left.
    â€œOMG! He’s totally into you!” Emily said as soon as he walked