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sweet,” she recited. “From your secret admirer.”
    Talk about corny. But I didn’t say that out loud. Gabi looked superexcited, and I didn’t want to ruin it for her. Because corny or not, it was still pretty cool. “Who do you think it’s from?” I asked.
    â€œNo idea.” She put her finger in the frosting and licked it off. “Mmm. I love frosting.”
    Gabi loves anything sweet. But her mom is like the food police and only wants Gabi to eat things with nutritional value. So getting junk food totally made her day. And this particular junk food was from a boy, so it made it that much yummier.
    I scanned the room. “Maybe Marc Greyson gave it to you,” I whispered. “Wasn’t he the one who ate about a dozen cupcakes at the dance? Maybe they’re like his signature now. And he seems to be looking this way.”
    Gabi didn’t say anything. She was focused on the cupcake.
    â€œI bet he likes you and wants to go out with you.” I had to admit, I was getting pretty excited myself. The thought of Gabi and I going on double dates was totally cool. Maybe one day we’d even have a double wedding.
    Gabi turned around to look at Marc. “He is cute. But why would he like me?” She sat down.
    I smacked her arm. “Because you are amazing. Why wouldn’t he like you? You’re smart, you’re pretty, you’re talented, you’re—”
    â€œA big loser,” she said.
    â€œStop it,” I hissed at her. “First, you are so not a loser. Since when do you believe what Courtney Lourde says? And second, Cole goes out with me. And if you’re a loser, then I am, too. And he doesn’t seem to care. So then Marc wouldn’t, either.”
    Gabi giggled. “Okay, maybe you’re right.” She turned around to look at Marc again. “Do you think it could be him? He’s really cute!”
    â€œWho?” Tracy butted in. “Are you talking about Max? You’re friends with him, right?”
    I shrugged my shoulder. We weren’t exactly friends, but he did follow me around a lot. “I guess.”
    â€œThen will you see if he likes me?”
    Tracy was asking me for a favor? I thought she hated me! I told her I would. Bringing a couple together was a good thing. And good was my new specialty.
    Everything was going just great. Max was even going to get a girlfriend. I didn’t know what Lou was talking about. Wish granting was easy. Not sure what Gremory’s problem was all about. What do you expect from a demon?
    But I certainly was no demon.
    I was 100 percent good. And there’d be no mess-ups on my watch.

chapter 12
    â€œSign this.” Courtney shoved a paper under my nose at the end of social studies class.
    â€œWhat is it?”
    She let out a sigh. She clearly didn’t want to be talking to me. The feeling was mutual. “A petition. To hold a reelection for student senate.”
    â€œWhy?” I asked, pushing away the paper she had shoved in my face.
    â€œDuh. So Max can run for president. He shouldn’t have to wait until next year. He deserves it now. I already have eighty signatures.”
    â€œI’ll sign,” Rick said, grabbing the paper. He dropped it back in front of me when he was done.
    â€œNow you,” Courtney demanded.
    I didn’t argue. I just signed. So did Gabi. Then Courtney ran over to Max. “Once I have one hundred signatures, I’m going to show it to the principal. I know he’ll let us do a revote. You’re going to be the perfect president,” she said, and flipped her hair over her shoulder, giving Max a big old smile.
    Gabi’s body was shaking from trying to hold back her laughter. It was pretty funny watching Courtney flirt with the guy she once referred to as uglier than toe fungus.
    â€œCourtney,” D.L. yelled from the doorway. “What are you doing with that ? Let’s go.”
    She stood