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brother.
    â€œSorry. His girlfriend just broke up with him.”
    â€œOh, ouch!” Ms. Success squeezed his shoulder and clucked her tongue sympathetically. “That’s tough, but there are plenty of other fish in the sea. Who knows? You might even land a ten-pounder in there !” She grinned and gestured toward the classroom.
    â€œI don’t even know what that means,” said Parker. “What girl weighs ten pounds?”
    Ms. Success blinked at him then clapped her hands.“Okaaay! Let’s get this party started. Wait right here for me to announce you.”
    â€œCan’t we just … walk into the classroom?” I asked.
    Ms. Success gave an amused scoff. “No, Alexis! You’re a Champ now. And Champs deserve to be noticed. Now, let’s all put on our best faces and wow the crowd, okay?”
    Ms. Success threw open the door, and the entire class broke into applause.
    â€œLadies and gentlemen,” she announced, “welcome our newest Champs, the Energetic Evins!”

Chapter 6
    I frowned at my brothers. “Did she just call us energetic?”
    I was never energetic. Not even after five Red Bulls and a bowl of sugar. Parker maybe had a “whoo!” in him, and Nick was probably good for a chest bump, but we’d certainly never been considered lively.
    Ms. Success turned to us from the doorway with a huge grin and gave an over-the-top hand wave to gesture us inside.
    I pulled my brothers close for a quick conference. “So, are we going for energetic?”
    â€œI think we have to,” Nick said. “Otherwise, we’ll look like idiots after all that applause.” He turned away from me. “Jump onto my back and start whooping.”
    â€œYeah, because that doesn’t make us look like idiots,” said Parker.
    â€œIt’s either this or private school!” I climbed onto Nick’s back while Parker anxiously shifted from foot to foot.
    â€œThen what am I supposed to do?” he asked.
    â€œA cartwheel!” I shouted as Nick ran into the room with me on his back.
    For a moment, it was pure chaos as I whooped and punched my fist into the air. Thankfully, the class loved it and got even louder, whistling and cheering. When Nick spun around so we could watch Parker, I saw why.
    My muscle-deprived wimp of a brother had his legs kicked up into the air and was walking on his hands .
    Parker made it halfway across the room before he lost his balance and dropped back onto his feet. When he stood, his face was bright red and his hair was fluffier than ever, but he looked pleased.
    I elbowed him. “I didn’t know you could walk on your hands!”
    â€œI can’t. That was a cartwheel,” he said.
    Ms. Success closed the classroom door and motioned for everyone to quiet down. When the applause stopped, she turned to my brothers and me.
    â€œWow. I have not seen a room this excited since my karaoke performance of Lady Gaga.” She cleared herthroat. “Downloads of that are on my website, by the way.”
    She then positioned my brothers and me side by side and introduced us to the class.
    â€œAll righty. Here we have Nick, Parker, and Alexis.” She touched each of our heads in turn. “Learn their names and teach them yours.” She pointed to us. “I expect you to know your classmates by the end of the lesson.”
    â€œToday?” I asked, glancing at the eighteen faces watching us.
    Ms. Success addressed the rest of the class. “Champs, why would I want them to know your names so quickly?”
    She let her eyes wander the room and fired a finger gun at a girl with her hand raised.
    â€œWhy, Jules?”
    â€œBecause a person’s name is the most important thing you can learn about them,” recited Jules.
    â€œExactly. People love to hear—” Ms. Success stopped when Parker waved a hand to catch her attention.
    â€œOh, come on ,” Nick said with a