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dare?”
    â€œTruth, dahling,” Makayla said, making a kissy face.
    Abi slapped her arm. “Which means I get to ask Mak a question, which she has to answer truthfully. No topic is off-limits, okay? Because we’re all best friends. So let’s say I ask her, ‘Who is your secret crush?’ ”
    Uh-oh, I thought. Here we go.
    â€œWell, it isn’t Nick,” Makayla declared. “Okay?”
    Abi rolled her eyes and smiled.
    â€œBut you didn’t answer the question, dahling,” Jules reminded Makayla.
    â€œFine, dahling,” Makayla said. “It’s Sean.”
    â€œEWW,” Abi shouted, and Jules said, “Seriously? You mean that gross CIT?”
    â€œI thought he was cute,” Makayla said. “In a bad-complexion sort of way.”
    I glanced at Marley. More camp talk that we didn’t get. Was she starting to feel as left out as I did? And what was all this “dahling” stuff about?
    I began chewing my thumb cuticle.
    Makayla took a big bite of cupcake. “So anyway, Lia. I told my truth, and now I turn to the person sitting on my right.”
    â€œWho’s me,” Jules said. “And I choose dare.”
    Makayla grinned. You could see some frosting on her teeth. “You sure?”
    â€œTotally. Bring it, Mak.”
    â€œYou asked for it, Julesie.” Mak looked at the ceiling for a few seconds. “Okay. I dare you to eat that cupcake with no hands.”
    Jules squealed. “I totally hate you,” she told Mak.
    Then she took a deep breath, put her arms behind her back like an Olympic speed skater, and gobbled up the cupcake, the entire thing, while all of us clapped and laughed. Even Marley, who apparently had decided to play.
    Finally Jules looked up. She had frosting all over her mouth and her chin, and some gobs were sticking to her hair. “Victory,” she announced, then ran into Abi’s bathroom. We could hear her turn on the faucet full blast.
    â€œWhat happens if you don’t complete the dare?” I asked.
    â€œThen you have to repeat the turn,” Abi said. “Although if you’re caught telling a lie, you’re banished forever.”
    â€œBecause truth is the most important part of the game,” Makayla added.
    Jules stepped out of the bathroom with a pink, chocolate-free face. “What did I miss?”
    â€œNothing, dahling,” Abi said. “We were waiting for you.” She turned to Marley. “Now it’s your turn.”
    â€œDare,” Marley said immediately. She looked a little pale, I thought, but maybe that was from too much pizza.
    Jules glanced at Abi. “You sure?”
    Marley nodded.
    Jules smiled as she plopped down again on the white rug. “Okay, here goes. Marley, I dare you to take off your bra and show us the label, so we can all see your bra size!”
    I swallowed. Marley didn’t even own a bra, and everyone knew it.
    â€œNo,” Marley said.
    Abi did a slow blink. “You refuse?”
    â€œRight. I refuse.”
    â€œThen you have to leave.”
    â€œYou mean leave the game?” I said, staring at Abi.
    â€œI mean leave my house,” Abi replied calmly. “That’s the rule.”
    Marley was staring at a hole in one of her socks. She stuck her pointer finger in the hole and made it bigger.
    â€œThat’s not fair,” I protested. “Nobody ever said if you refuse a dare you have to go home. You should give Marley another chance.”
    Abi and Mak had their eye conversation again.
    â€œFine,” Abi said. “Same dare. She has one more chance to accept, but that’s it.”
    All of a sudden Marley jumped to her feet, reached under her Chicago Cubs jersey, wriggled a bit, and pulled out a pale blue bra through her sleeve. “30A!” she declared. “Are you happy now?”
    Abi and Mak examined the label. They passed it to Jules, who offered it to me, but I