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mister.”
    â€œI did not make a mess,” I say. “You did.”
    â€œNo, you!”
    â€œNo!”
    â€œYou, you, you!” Then Cousin Angela moves over to the sink. There is a pool of blue nail polish right in there. She dips her fingers in that blue. And then she smears them right on her cheek. “Face paint!” she says. “HAHAHAHAHAHA.”
    Wow. She is laughing a lot about that face paint. She thinks it is the most hilarious thing ever invented.

    â€œMaybelle,” I whisper. “Please, please, please use your magic to clean this place up. If you do, I will be your best friend.”
    â€œYour best friend is Addie Jokobeck,” Maybelle says. She is dipping her nails into that polish, too.
    â€œBut you will be my new one,” I say. “If you clean it up. And we can do all the fun things that best friends forever do!”
    Maybelle thinks about it. Then she pulls her wand out. She points it at that nail polish bottle. And then it is flying back up into the air and even more nail polish is coming out.
    â€œAhhh!” Cousin Angela screams.
    â€œAhhh!” I scream.
    It is all over. Like a big rainstorm of blue sticky nail polish.
    My mom and Aunt Denise and Cousin Genevieve come running into the bathroom.
    â€œGirls!” my mom says. “What is all this yelling about?” Then she sees that very big mess. “Hailey,” she says. “Please go to your room.”
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    We cannot try on the dresses. And dinner with the broccoli soup is even canceled. That is because Cousin Angela and I are two big messes covered in blue nail polish. We both need to have baths immediately.
    â€œWhy did you do that, Maybelle?” I ask when I am in my bath. I am covered all up in bubbly bubbles. I have a very scratchy sponge. I am supposed to be scrub, scrub, scrubbing all up.
    â€œYou know why,” Maybelle whispers. “I am trying to be bad at magic so that Mr. Tuttle will not make me go back to the castle.”
    â€œYes, but you could have been bad at magic without making a big mess.” This nail polish is not very good at coming off of skin. It is stuck right on my arms no matter how hard I scrub. “Or you could have made that big mess go on Cousin Angela only.”
    â€œHailey!” my mom calls. “Did you get all that nail polish off yet?”
    â€œI am getting there!” I say. There is still some blue on my legs. And on my arms. But I am wearing long sleeves and long pants for pajamas so no one will have to know. It will be like my own little secret.
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    The next morning I wake up for school very, very early. It is so exciting that I can hardly wait. And that is because I am going to be wearing that flower girl dress right to school!
    But first it is time for breakfast.
    â€œHello,” I say when I get downstairs. “Good morning, Kaitlyn!” I am wearing jeans. And a gray T-shirt with a big smiley face on the front. That is a trick. So that no one will think I am wearing my dress to school. Because Maybelle is right about that. It is not allowed.
    â€œWhat are you up to?” Kaitlyn asks me. She is sitting right at the table eating a bowl of oatmeal.
    â€œI am not up to anything,” I tell her. I am trying to look very innocent on my face. I go to get my cereal bowl out of the cupboard.
    â€œYes, you are,” she says. “You are not wearing anything sparkly. And you are being very nice to me. You are up to something. ”
    â€œI am being nice to you,” I say, “because I am very sorry that I spilled your blue nail polish all over.”
    â€œYou spilled it all over?” Kaitlyn says. “That was a brand-new bottle of nail polish!”
    â€œYes, well, Cousin Angela was pretending to be a big girl. And she knocked it all over.” I push the box of Apple O’s across the table to her. “Would you like some cereal, Kaitlyn? I will pour it