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No one was there. I sighed, frustrated, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me and heard it lock. Suddenly the shortcut didn’t seem so useful anymore.

My cell rung as I walked down the hall to the front of the school.

“Hey, Maggie.” It was Andrew.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Listen, I need to talk to you. Can you come over to my house?” I paused. Whatever this information was, he had been trying all day to tell me. Maybe I should talk to him.

“Could I get a ride?” I asked, wondering if Cameron would be okay with this.

“Um…” I heard him sigh. “Actually, Cam and our mom went to practice some driving, so if you could get a ride…”

“I don’t think so. I already have to walk home, thanks to detention.”

“I’m sorry about that.” Andrew said softly. I didn’t know if he meant detention, or the fact that I caught him making out with his girlfriend, his girlfriend who wasn’t a cheerleader or a stunning model, his girlfriend that no one knew, that no one had ever heard of.

“It’s no problem. I get detention all the time.”

“I know.” He said. I heard him sigh again. “Fine, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. But please, please convince Cam to hear me out.”

“I’ll try.” I said, biting my bottom lip. How on earth could I convince her to do that?

“Great. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Bye.” The phone clicked. I sighed and closed it.

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“Students, today we’ll have a new student in our class.” Ms. Oswald said. I looked up from my brief nap to see Charlotte standing there, in all her jewelry-covered glory.

“It’s the crazy girl!” Cameron hissed at me. I nodded, trying to wake up from this dream-turned nightmare.

“She just moved here from…” I didn’t hear any more. All I could picture was them, and how much I wanted to be her.

After class, Cameron and I headed to our usual lunch table. This time Andrew, with Charlotte on his arm, came to join us.

“Hey Maggie, Cam.” I turned to see Cameron’s stunned face. “Can we join you?” Cam was clearly too stunned to answer, so I jumped in.

“Of course. Take a seat.” I said. Andrew sat next to me and Charlotte sat next to Cam, who’s mouth was still wide open, gaping at the strange redhead in the seat next to her.

“There’s something we need to tell you.” Andrew told us, lowering his voice so no one outside the group could hear us. “There’s-”

Suddenly the school speaker system crackled on. “Attention students. Attention students. The lights in the downstairs teacher’s lounge have been tampered with. They are now on, and cannot be turned off. Whoever has done this prank must be found, so please bring any information you have on this prankster to the school administration. We will keep your name anonymous. Whoever did this is costing the school a lot of money, and