Enchanted Secrets
yet.”
    Trixie covered her mouth . “Oh, I’m sorry.”
    “What’s going on here ?” I asked, taking a step back. “What don’t I know?”
    “I’ll explain ever ything tonight at my mother’s shop. Right now, we’d better get you back to school.”
    My eyebrows shot up. “Do you really think I’ll be able to get through this day normally after everything I’ve just witnessed here?”
    “You’re going to have to try , Kendra,” said Tyler. “It’s too dangerous to keep you out of school any longer, and you have to act like nothing’s happened.”
    My eyebrows shot up. “Excuse me? Too dangerous? What in the heck are you talking about?”
    Tyler grabbed both of my hands as Trixie slipped back into the woods. “Just like I showed you here, everything is not as it seems. There are others at school that can’t be trusted. When we return, you have to act normal and don’t tell anyone of the things I’ve shown you. Tonight, I will explain everything, and I promise you, it will make more sense. Just trust me, okay?”
    “I… I guess. This is just so crazy. Tyler, seriously, I feel like I’m dreaming. Wait a second,” I said, pulling away from him. “Is it that potion your mom sold me? Was it some kind of hallucinogen or something?”
    “No, of course not,” he answered, looking wounded.
    I rubbed my forehead. “Okay. Fine. I’m sorry I said that, but you have to admit, this is some pretty intense stuff you’re laying on me.”
    “I know.”
    I sighed. “So, what do we do now?”
    “We need to finish out the day and then tonight, after school, I’ll explain everything.”
    “Won’t it be easier if you just told me now?”
    He shook his head. “No. I have something to show you. It’s the only way you’ll truly believe what I have to say.”
    I mulled this over and nodded. “Okay. Well, then, let’s go back to the school and get this day over with. I’m dying to find out what all of this is about.”
    He took my hand in his and led me back towards the school. When we reached the school grounds, I stared at the building and bit my lower lip. “I just hope we don’t get detention for ditching class.”
    “Believe me , the teacher won’t even notice we weren’t in class when I’m done with him.”
    Sure enough, when we returned to the school, Tyler spoke to Mr. Henry in private for a couple seconds and the teacher seemed to have forgotten that we’d missed most of the class. We then snuck back to our seats with the other students watching in disbelief.
    “Where did you go?” whispered Amy.
    “Uh, left my homework at home,” I mumbled, not wanting to get into it with her.
    She motioned t o Tyler. “What – and he left his home, too?”
    “I don’t know. We just arrived at the door at the same time,” I whis pered. “I don’t know what’s up with him.”
    When the bell rang at the end of class, several students got up and then did a double-take when they looked at me. It was then that I realized in horror that I had never bothered to check my makeup after crying. The mascara was probably smeared all over my face. I probably looked like a clown.
    “I’ll meet you in Math,” I whispered to Tyler, who was also staring at me oddly.
    “Uh, Kendra…”
    “Math class!” I called back as I bolted out of the classroom.
    When I stepped into the bathroom, I grabbed some paper towels and turned on the faucet, to dampen them. As I raised my head to look in the mirror, my jaw dropped.
    “Oh , my God,” I whispered, staring at my sister’s reflection.
     
    ~~~
    I was still trying to compose myself when the door opened and another girl walked into the bathroom. I looked up and recognized her from the bus.
    “Hey, Kala,” she said, reaching into her purse. She took out a tube of lipstick and put some on her lips.
    I raised my hand and touched my face.
    “Kala, you okay?”
    Oh, God, she really thinks I’m Kala.
    Our eyes met in the mirror. “Uh, yeah. I’m fine.”
    “You just

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