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worst, but not the
worst. The people in the front row might even be able to read
it.”
    “It looks
fine,” says Ryan. “Considering the brushes you had, I’m sure that’s
the best you could do.”
    (Gee, thanks
guys.)
    “So why are we
volunteering?” I ask quietly.
    “It’s a good
place to scope out our top suspect and our cursed girl all at the
same time,” Ryan says.
    “Yeah except
for the part where Wayne’s in the gym,” says Tam. From the twinge
of anger in her voice it seems like this was Ryan’s idea and Tam’s
not too happy about it.
    “Are you kids
done?” calls Dina. I can’t believe she just called us kids.
    “Yeah,” replies
Ryan. “The banner’s ready and our painting of the student council
logo is over there.”
    Dina goes to
their work station to inspect the picture the two of them were
working on. “You totally forgot the glitter for the wildcat’s eyes
and claws,” she says.
    “The wildcat
has glitter claws?” asks Tam, barely hiding her disdain.
    “Of course it
does, duh. I proposed that at the last council meeting, which you
would know if you ever read the school paper.”
    “Oh, sure, I
remember now,” says Tam. “But nobody ever gave us any glitter,
so…”
    Dina looks
around the table and realizes that they’re right. No glitter. She
sighs, and points to the far wall, where some backpacks and
shopping bags are sitting on the floor. “It must be in one of
Wayne’s bags. Go find the glitter and the white glue, and I’ll make
sure it gets done right.”
    We roll our
eyes at the fact that Dina can’t be bothered to walk across the
room for the glitter even when she’s the only one who cares about
it, but then we do what she wants and head over to the bags. We dig
through the plastic shopping bags, finding art supplies and the
white glue, but no glitter. I call out to Dina that the glitter
isn’t here and she insists we just aren’t looking hard enough. Tam,
who has obviously had enough of this, grabs one of the backpacks
and unzips it. I feel like we’re invading people’s privacy, but at
least we can put the blame on Dina if anyone gets mad about it.
    Tam digs
through a black backpack but finds nothing but binders and a
textbook, so she moves on to the next one. “Holy crap,” she
whispers. Ryan and I crowd close to her so we can look inside the
bag.
    There’s a
plastic bag inside the backpack, filled with black feathers. “No
way,” I say.
    “Whose bag is
that?” Ryan asks. We pull out one of the textbooks and check the
sign-out sheet that’s glued inside the cover. This book belongs to
Wayne Shepherd.
    “What are you
lookin’ for?” Wayne asks from behind us. We were so busy poking
through his things that we didn’t notice that he had come back.
    Tam stuffs the
textbook back into the bag.
    “Glitter,” Ryan
says. “Apparently, the wildcat had a manicure.”
    “Oh,” he says,
coming over. He looks down at us, crouching in front of his open
backpack. “You won’t find it in there.”
    “Oh, sorry,” I
say. I’m about to start blabbering an apology for opening his bag,
when Wayne says:
    “It’s in the
side pocket. I didn’t want it anywhere it could roll around. If you
spill glitter, you’ll never get it off your stuff.”
    Tam nods, zips
the main compartment shut and opens the side pocket. Sure enough,
there’s a bottle of blue glitter inside. “Got it,” she says. I’m
looking at Wayne, wondering if he’s secretly enraged that we went
into his bag. He seems calm enough. Tam and Ryan take the glitter
over to Dina to complete their painting, leaving me alone with
Wayne.
    “Is the banner
ready to go?” he asks.
    “Paint is
probably still wet, but yeah it’s done.”
    “I’ll be
careful. Sydney’s waiting by the ladder to get it hung up. Could
you lift one end and carry it to the gym with me?” I nod and we
head over to my banner. As we walk the hallway between the caf’ and
the gym, Wayne’s walking backward, looking right at