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any madder.”
    â€œWe could ask Jake if he sent the text,” suggested Nora. “Come on, Abby, aren’t you curious?”
    â€œNope,” Abby replied, shaking her head. “Not that curious, anyway. I don’t want anyone to know about it. I’m serious.”
    Her friends exchanged a glance.
    â€œWhat would be so bad about that?” asked Nora.
    â€œBecause it was weird,” Abby said. “Even if it was just a wrong number, even if it was just a prank, it was creepy, and I don’t want anyone else to know about it, okay? From now on, consider it a secret. It doesn’t leave this house. Just like you swore you wouldn’t tell anyone that I like Jake. Swear it, okay?”
    â€œSure,” Nora replied, as Chloe nodded in agreement. Then all eyes turned to Leah.
    â€œLeah?” Abby asked.
    â€œWhatever you want, Abby,” Leah said loudly. “I swear I won’t tell a single, solitary soul!”
    â€œWon’t tell what?” asked Mrs. Miller as she walked into the room. “Good morning, girls.”
    â€œOh, I can’t tell you, Mrs. Miller,” Leah said, widening her eyes innocently. “What happens at Abby’s sleepover, stays at Abby’s sleepover!”
    Everyone laughed as Mrs. Miller poured herself a cup of coffee. “Sounds serious,” she joked. “I hope you all had fun last night.”
    â€œWe did,” Chloe replied. “Thanks for letting us sleep over.”
    â€œOh, anytime!” Mrs. Miller said.
    Just then a car horn honked outside. Chester barked in reply, and Abby peeked out the window. “Hey, Chloe, your mom is here,” she said.
    â€œAck! I still have to pack up my makeover kit!” Chloe cried as she scurried downstairs.
    â€œI’ll help you,” Nora said, following her.
    â€œSo what are you doing today?” Leah asked Abby. “Any awesome plans? Any awesome plans that would be even more awesome with me?”
    â€œNope,” Abby said. “Homework. I have a ton, and I haven’t even started yet.”
    â€œBoo! You’re no fun,” Leah said, pouting.
    â€œWhat about you?” Abby asked. “Did you finish all your homework already?”
    â€œNo,” admitted Leah. “But that’s what Sunday night is for—not Sunday day .”
    â€œYeah, well, I’ll probably still be working tonight,” Abby said. “I’ve barely started my English paper.”
    â€œOh, good, neither have I,” Leah said brightly. “I’ll text you when I get writer’s block!”
    There was another honk outside. “That’s my mom,” said Leah, picking up her plate and putting it in the sink. “Thanks for an awesome sleepover, Abby!Let’s do it again next weekend!”
    â€œMaybe,” Abby said with a smile. “I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
    â€œYou know it,” Leah said, grinning over her shoulder at Abby.
    After all her friends went home, Abby trudged down the hall to her first-floor bedroom to start her homework. But her bed looked so comfortable that she decided to lie down for just a moment. The next thing she knew, she heard her mother calling her for dinner. Oh, man , Abby realized as she blinked her eyes sleepily. I slept all afternoon! Now I’m going to be up late doing my stupid homework.
    Abby ate dinner as quickly as she could, then hurried back to her desk and logged onto her computer. Just as she opened a new document to start writing her report, an instant message flashed onto her screen. It was from Leah.
    Leah601: HEY!!! HOW IS YOUR HOMEWORK GOING? ALMOST DONE?
    AbbyGirl: UGH, NO. I FELL ASLEEP AND HAVEN’T EVEN STARTED YET.
    Leah601: WELCOME TO MY WORLD.
    AbbyGirl: DID U SLEEP ALL AFTERNOON TOO?
    Leah601 : NO . . . I JUST COULDN’T GET STARTED. I WASN’T IN THE MOOD.
    AbbyGirl: WHEN ARE YOU EVER IN THE MOOD FOR HOMEWORK?
    Leah601:
    Leah601: I JUST