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her over to the lunch line. “Sophie! Over here!”
    “Excuse
me!” said Mindy. She was standing just behind Kate. “No cuts!”
    “Yeah,” said Lily, who was behind Mindy. “No cuts.”
    Kate turned to them. “I was
saving
this place. So it’s
not
cuts.” She took Sophie’s arm and pulledher in. “Besides, give her a break. How are you feeling, Sophie?” she asked.
    Sophie stretched out a smile. “Awesome,” she said.
    “Whatever,” Mindy scoffed. “We’ll give you a break, Sophie. ’Cause we know Ms. Moffly’s not going to.” Then she giggled, and Lily chimed in.
    Sophie turned to Kate. She suddenly wasn’t feeling as awesome anymore. “Am I in really big trouble?” she whispered.
    Kate bit her lip and shrugged. “Actually, we all are,” she whispered back. “Ms. Moffly says no hall privileges for the whole class for the rest of the week.”
    Sophie sighed. That was too bad, and not just because she liked hall privileges. It was too bad because it made being awesome even harder.
    Kate kindly handed Sophie a tray. “Hey, knock-knock!” she said brightly.
    “Who’s there?” Sophie said.
    “Kenya,” Kate said.
    “Kenya who?” said Sophie.
    “Kenya hand me one of those milks, please?” Kate laughed.
    Sophie smiled a little again. She was glad she had a friend like Kate to cheer her up.
    “Keep it moving!” shouted Grace from the back of the line.
    Sophie handed Kate a carton of milk and slid her tray to where the lunch lady stood, waiting. She offered Sophie a plate full of fish sticks and French fries.
    Sophie’s smile quickly faded. Fish sticks? How could something so blah have smelled so yum? It was probably the most unawesome lunch she could think of.
    She set the plate down on her tray, then took a roll and a dish of carrots.
    Then, suddenly, an idea hit her — and it was awesome!
    “Hey, give me your tray!” she told Kate. Sophie grabbed it before Kate could stop her. “Sydney, give me yours, too!”
    “Huh?” said Sydney. She was just about to walk out to the tables.
    “I mean, won’t you
please
let me carry your tray out for you?” said Sophie. She smiled a big and helpful-looking smile. “You too, Sophie A.”
    “Why?” the girls asked together.
    “Because,” said Sophie, “I just want to be helpful. Plus, carrying four trays would be pretty awesome, don’t you think?”
    She grinned at Kate. If she could have winked, she would have. It was too bad that it looked like something was stuck in her eye whenever she tried.
    “Are you sure you can do it?” asked Sydney.
    “No problem!” said Sophie. She moved Kate’s tray to her left arm and balanced it just above her elbow. Then she took Sydney’s tray in her left hand and Sophie A.’s in her right.
    Ugh.
She tried not to groan. The trays were much heavier than she’d expected.
    “Uh … put my tray right here, will you?” she asked Kate.
    “Like this?” said Kate. She balanced the tray in the crook of Sophie’s right arm.
    “Perfect,” said Sophie.
    “Are you sure you can do this?” Sydney asked one more time.
    I hope,
Sophie thought. “I am sure,” she said.
    In fact, maybe she could carry
five
trays. One on her head! Like that lady carrying water in the desert on TV.
    But then she looked around. The nearest tray was Mindy’s.
    Four trays would be awesome enough.
    “Okay! Let’s go!” Sophie said.
    Sophie led her short line of trayless friends toward the girls’ usual table. Her arms were starting to shake. But she held her head high.
    She waited for the whole cafeteria to notice her. To stop midchew and stare. To yell, “That is awesome!”
    But no one did.
    Sophie guessed they needed prodding.
    “Coming through!” she began to holler. “Hotfish sticks! Look out!” Suddenly, Dean scooted his chair out in front of her. “Seriously, look out!” she cried.
    Dean scooted his chair back in. “No,
you
look out,” he said.
    “What are you doing?” asked Jack, who was sitting beside