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glowered at me.
    "Uh …" I started as she looked around, then right at Ash. She frowned.
    "Could you be a little quieter? I’m going to make a phone call and you’re talking really loud. Tell Tessa you'll call her back."
    I looked over at my cell phone sitting on my dresser. It clearly wasn’t on. "Sure," I said slowly.
    “Are you exercising or something?”
    “No.” I said. "Why?"
    “Just wondering why you're pressed up against the wall like that.”
    I pushed off the wall, embarrassed. "Oh, I was …" I trailed off, not coming up with anything to tell her.
    She looked confused. "Okay, well, get your homework done. I just stopped by to check on you and El, but she isn't home yet. I'm working late tonight, so I'll see you in the morning. Oh, and let me know if you go anywhere, please." She smiled. “Love you.”
    "Love you, too," I said, as she shut the door. Of course she was working late.
    I leaned against the wall again, lost in my thoughts until I remembered Ash was still in the room.
    I closed my eyes and shook my head to try to wake myself up. I had to be dreaming. No way my mom couldn't have seen Ash standing there. I knew she hadn't, though. She would have freaked out if she saw a guy in my room.
    "She can't see me, if that's what you're trying to figure out."
    My head snapped up and fairy boy grinned at me. "I'm the only one who can see you?"
    He nodded and leaned against the window, totally relaxed. I could tell he thought he was something special. Not that I disagreed…
    "Huh," I said. I wasn't sure what else to say.
    "Are you always this messy?" he asked, surveying the clothes piled all around the room.
    I snapped out of my stupor. "You're a fairy. Wave your magic wand and clean it up."
    His mouth quirked up. "You're still doubting me?"
    "A guy shows up in my room one day, claims he's a fairy godmother, and I'm supposed to think that’s normal?" I rolled my eyes. " You, " I stated, "are not normal."
    He considered me a moment before his eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands together. "You want to see my wand?"
    "Um …"
    He pulled a long, dark blue wand from … nowhere really, and balanced it on the tip of his index finger. "Voilà!"
    "Prop," I said. “It came out of your sleeve.” Even if it had come out of his sleeve, he was a pretty good magician.
    He frowned and pointed it at my feet. A trail of shimmering light flew across the room. I tried to jump out of its way, but not fast enough. I gasped as it crept up my shoes, and I tried to shake it off me.
    "It's not going to hurt you," he said. I stopped struggling and watched in fascination as my shoelaces tied themselves together. "Convinced?"
    My mouth dropped open, and I hopped to my bed to untangle them. "That wasn't very nice," I muttered. Okay, so he could do magic. I tried to look calm, even though my heart was beating at a million miles an hour.
    "Treat others as they treat you," he said.
    "It's do unto others as they would do unto you," I snapped.
    He chuckled, and I folded my arms, giving up on the tangled shoelaces. I kicked them off and they fell on the floor.
    “Just keep adding to the pile,” he said, gesturing toward my messy floor.
    “Shut up. I bet your room looks worse than this.”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “You’re a guy.”
    He threw up his hands. “And that explains everything.”
    “Yep.”
    "Whatever.” He glanced at my feet. “Nice socks by the way," he said, admiring the pink and red hearts. "They match your shorts."
    My face heated as I remembered my outfit. I'm sure I looked way awesome.
    He chuckled under his breath. "They suit you," he said.
    "Thanks. I guess." I glanced at him again, noting the wand in his hand. He obviously did have magic, but what did he want from me? "So … Ash. Why are you here? What do you want exactly?"
    "Okay. Let’s try this again for the fifth time," he said. "I'm here to grant you three wishes." He stopped and eyed me warily. "Don’t go all crazy on me and call me a genie again.