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Chapter 11

But my biggest problem right now is that I don’t have enough booth coverage. I got Nadia and her friends to do the scavenger hunt, and I got the drama kids to do a campfire story hour, but I still need judges for the costume contest.

And then there’s the face-painting booth.

Ever since freshman year, Rennie and I have manned the facepainting booth. We’d paint butterflies and stars and tiger stripes on the little kids’ faces. It was our thing. I think it will be a perfect opportunity for us to talk, away from Ashlin and Leonid and everybody else. Just me and Rennie, like it used to be.

I take a deep breath and say to her, “We’re still doing the face-painting booth, right?”

Rennie scrunches her face up. “I don’t think I can. Sorry.” Except she doesn’t look sorry.

“That’s okay,” I say. But it’s not. It’s far from okay.

“I need time to get into my costume. Fall Fest is at what, five? And over at eight? There won’t be enough time, even if I rush home after school.” Rennie shrugs. “Plus, so
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