Free The Superstar Sister by Lexi Connor Page B

worked so hard. What could possibly —”
    “And now,” came Madame Mel’s magically magnified voice, interrupting what B knew was going tobe a super-duper lecture from her mom, “for the announcement of the winners!”
    “Come on!” B said. “Let’s get inside to hear the results. Then I can explain everything.”
    Trina, B, her mom, and Mr. Bishop scurried back inside the library. They took their seats just as Madame Mel unfolded the slip of purple parchment and read, “It is with great pleasure that I announce this year’s winner. Her singing spell and her dancing potion delighted us all. Please welcome the new Young Witch of the Year, Miss Katrina Lang!”
    Trina gasped. B tackled her with a huge hug, then shooed her up and onto the stage.
    Even Trina seemed nervous as she stood before the tall and imposing Madame Mel.
    “May I see your bracelet, please, young lady?”
    Trina held out her wrist with the silver bracelet given to every witch, that held charms representing milestones in their magical education. Trina’s carried a single charm from when she found her magic. Madame Mel chanted:
    “Each young witch is a gift, full of untapped ability,
    But talent we honor. It brings responsibility
    To hold up your example, to lead and to teach.
    This star represents how high you should reach.”
    And there, on Trina’s charm bracelet, appeared a glittering silver star.
    B felt her eyes grow wet. Trina deserved this award. B didn’t begrudge her that charm, not one single bit. She couldn’t be prouder of her talented, loyal friend.
    “Don’t be upset with B, Mrs. Cicely,” Trina said afterward, in the lobby. “Jason Jameson tried to sabotage Dawn. B gave up her chance in the Young Witch Competition, and even donated her potion, to help Dawn with her costume after Jason dumped paint all over her.”
    B’s mom’s expression changed. She grabbed B and squashed her close in a huge hug. “Did you really do that for your sister, B?” she said. “You weredoing so well in the Young Witch Competition. But you gave it all up for Dawn? Oh, honey.”
    B put her arms around her mother. For a minute, then, B realized just what she had given up. In the moment, she hadn’t even questioned what she needed to do for Dawn. Had she really been doing that well in the Young Witch Competition? Could she, maybe, have had a shot at winning? That potion of hers sure did have amazing results.
    But it didn’t matter. B didn’t regret her choice one bit. Seeing Dawn’s spectacular last dance was worth everything.
    “Good for you, B,” Mr. Bishop said. “But Madame Mel’s not too happy with you right now. It’s never happened before that someone didn’t show up when their name was called for the final potions round. I’ll go smooth things over with her.” He smiled. “If there’s one thing she hates, it’s foul play. She’ll be proud of you for thwarting Jason. And, incidentally, I’ll make sure the school principal hears about Jason’s antics tomorrow.”
    After the hubbub at the M.R.S. had died down, B’s mom invited everyone back to their home for an impromptu party. “Butterscotch ripple cheesecake with homemade peach custard at our house!” she cried, and nobody needed a second invitation. Trina and her grandmother came, along with Mr. Bishop, and when they got there they found Dawn and Mr. Cicely waiting for them. Dawn wore a silk banner draped over her shoulder, announcing “You’ve Got It!” in gold letters.
    After their mom had hugged Dawn about twenty times, she started serving up dessert, and Dawn sat down at the kitchen table next to B. Trina had insisted on telling everyone what B had done, and how much she’d sacrificed to help Dawn.
    Dawn’s eyes were wide. “So you missed the potions round?”
    B nodded. “It’s okay. It was worth it to see you dance so well. I am really proud of my superstar sister.”
    Dawn threw her arms around B. “
You’re
the superstar,” Dawn said, starting to