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issue. They know Billy is on SGA, so I would have thought it was an event they would boycott in support of Brynn.
    But as we started to wrap gifts, I started to get paranoid that they came
because of
Brynn. I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d sent them as spies. They were both watching Billy the whole time. He and Sophie stood side by side wrapping presents, eating cookies, and laughing, and Emily’s and Vanessa’s eyes were glued to them.
    Billy’s always a comic, but today when he told a joke, his friend Jake Willensky said, “Dude, that’s the dumbest joke,” and a couple of kids actually booed and gave it a thumbs-down sign. No one thought it was funny—except Sophie. She actually put her head back and laughed out loud like she thought it was hilarious.
    I hadn’t meant to, but when she started laughing, I looked in Vanessa and Emily’s direction. It was pretty obvious they had taken note of Sophie’s reaction, because when I looked at them, they were both looking at me. Vanessa rolled her eyes, and Emily shook her head. Neither of them said anything to me, but they didn’t have to.
    I knew exactly what they were thinking.
    9:02 p.m.
Looking for answers
    I was sitting on my bed thinking about everything that’s happened lately with Brynn and Billy and Sophie and Leo and even the girls on the dance team, and my brain filled up with questions.
    Are Billy and Sophie going to end up together? How will Brynn react? What’s going to happen with the girls on the dance team? Is Brynn going to try to turn them all against me? Will it work? And what about Leo? Do I like him as more than a friend? Does he think about me that way? What’s going to happen when he goes to college?
    Those were just some of the questions bouncing around in my brain when May came into my room and wanted me to help her with her math homework.
    â€œIt’s Friday night,” I reminded her. “You have until Monday morning.”
    â€œI know,” said May. “But I have a soccer tournament all weekend.” She put her book down in front of me. “Please, April. I’m really confused. I could use some help.”
    I groaned. I wasn’t in the mood to do math. “You know, the answers are in the back of the book,” I said.
    May shook her head. “Just the odd ones. What do I do about the other problems?”
    â€œThat’s hard,” I said. But I wasn’t just talking about math. It’s life in general. Friends. Boys. Relationships. There are always lots of questions.
    But not nearly enough answers.

If we did all the things we are capable of, we would literally astound ourselves.
    â€”Thomas Edison
    Saturday, December 13, 3:30 p.m.
Annoyed
    Today Mom had to be at her store all day, and Dad took May to her soccer tournament, which meant I was stuck at home babysitting June. It shouldn’t have been a big deal. The plan was that she would read while I studied for my Bio test. But June had other plans in mind. “We should bake Christmas cookies,” she said.
    I don’t love to bake, but it’s better than studying Bio. “Sure,” I said.
    So June and I congregated in the kitchen, and she read the recipe while I got out the ingredients and started mixing things together. We stirred red and green M&Ms into the dough, and I had just put the tray in the oven when my phone rang. It was Leo.
    â€œI have to get this,” I told June.
    â€œWhat about the cookies?” She looked alarmed.
    â€œDon’t worry,” I mouthed to her after I’d said hello to Leo. I walked to my room and shut my door. I hadn’t spoken to Leo since Tuesday when I’d told him about the drama in dance and he’d said he wasn’t good with girl talk. It wasn’t our best talk, and I wanted this one to be better. “What’s up?” I asked in a cheerful voice.
    â€œI spent the morning slicing five pounds of ham, six