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job. Besides, we start sixth grade today and so we really need to lose all the negative emotions and concentrate on making it awesome. I want you to both say after me: ‘Today is going to be the best day of our lives.’”

A ND TO ALL THE NEW SIXTH GRADERS, WE AT ROBERT Robertson Middle School would like to welcome you and we hope that your time here is a happy one.”
    â€œI wonder if she always lifts her eyebrow like that when she talks?” Harvey said in a low voice as they listened to Principal Gerrard talk. “Because I think that means she’s telling the truth.”
    Sophie grinned as she caught her breath. She thought so as well. They had only been in the building for an hour, but already things were looking up. Not only had they all managed to get in the same class but they’d also managed to get Mr. Collins as their homeroom teacher, and everyone knew that he liked to give out candy as spot prizes. The only downside was that they hadn’t been so lucky with their lockers and were spread out in all directions, which was why she was trying to catch her breath, since she’d had to sprint to get there on time.
    Finally Principal Gerrard stopped talking and said they could all go back to their homerooms. Everyone let out a good-humored boo, and Sophie, Kara, and Harvey started to follow the trail of students back out of the large gymnasium. As they went Sophie rubbed her ears to try to get rid of the buzzing noise that was in them. At first she had thought it was from the principal’s microphone, but although the speech was over, the buzzing noise remained.
    â€œWhere were you before?” Kara demanded the minute they were free of the crowd and started to head in the direction of their homeroom—well, Sophie hoped it was the right direction, since Robert Robertson Middle School seemed to resemble a rabbit warren with corridors running off in all directions. “I almost thought you were going to be late for the assembly and get a tardy on your first day.”
    â€œI know,” Sophie sighed. “I swear, my locker is in Siberia. But anyway, you’ll never believe who stopped me on the way back to the gymnasium.”
    â€œNot Jonathan Tait?” Kara widened her eyes, and for a moment Sophie frowned. If only.
    â€œNo, it wasn’t that great. But it was a bunch of seventh graders who wanted to know where I got my jeans.”
    â€œWhy?” Harvey looked at her blankly as he slouched along beside them. Sophie longed to make him stand up straight. Honestly, height was wasted on the tall.
    â€œBecause they’re awesome,” Kara scolded as she hit Harvey in the arm before turning her attention back to Sophie. “So who were they and what did they say?”
    â€œOnly Serena Towers and all her friends.” Sophie broke out into a grin. She had been dying to tell her friend about it from the moment it happened.
    â€œNo way,” Kara was suitably impressed.
    â€œYes, way,” Sophie assured her. “And not only did they want to know how much they cost, but when I told them the price, they demanded to know where I got them from because they were so cheap.”
    â€œCheap?” Kara lifted an eyebrow, and Sophie nodded in agreement.
    â€œI know, I wouldn’t call them cheap either, but I guess that’s seventh graders for you. Anyway, can you believe that a pair of jeans made Serena Towers talk to me?”
    â€œNot really,” Harvey looked at them both blankly, but the two girls ignored him.
    â€œThat’s amazing.” Kara’s green eyes were wide with excitement. “And I’ve got some even more amazing news.”
    More amazing than having some seventh graders ask where you got your jeans?
Sophie didn’t think so.
    â€œIt is pretty good,” Harvey confirmed, and Sophie looked at them both with interest as Kara discreetly pulled out her cell phone and held the screen up for Sophie to read