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the safest place she could think of. She peeked in the cup. “Crumbs, Clairsie, you’re teeny! Who would be cruel enough to wish you down to the size of a matchstick?”
“I’m much bigger than a matchstick!” Claire peeped haughtily. “Hurry!”
“I’m running as fast as I can!” said Luna. “Let’s try to access the Book of Shadows from the Internet. Well have you back to normal in no time. Now keep quiet, because I see somebody walking up over the hill.”
The somebody was Ella Edsel.
“Is that Claire or Luna?” she asked, squinting and shading her eyes.
“Luna,” said Luna.
As she got closer, Ella smiled. “Just who I was looking for. By the way, I can tell you from your sister because you have way prettier eyes.”
Inside the cup, Claire squeaked with rage.
“Talita sent me to find you,” Ella continued. “Your grandmother is calling long distance. You need to get to the office, pronto!”
“Thanks,” said Luna. “She’s just the person I wanted to talk to.”
“By the way, have you seen Claire around?” Ella smirked. “We’ve got relay races in fifteen minutes. Last practice before Blue-and-Buff Day tomorrow.”
“Um, no,” said Luna. “But I’m looking for something, too. I wanted to borrow some yellow powder from the Pillowcase Fund. Have you seen it?”
“You mean that foot powder? Too late now,” Ella answered. “I used it all up on my feet. It feels great, like I have extra kicking energy! That’s why I know for sure that Blue is gonna win!”
Now Claire let out a squeak so loud and angry that Luna had to fake a sneeze to cover up the noise.
“Hope you’re not getting a cold before Blue-and-Buff Day” said Ella. “By the way, Luna, make sure to add in your news bulletin that I kicked the winning goal in soccer practice.”
“No problem,” said Luna.
“Nothing personal, but I’m gonna blow your sister away tomorrow!” Ella cackled. “In my opinion, she’s no more than a little flea!”
8
Tug-of-Warriors
C LAIRE COULD HEAR THAT Grandy was annoyed. She was talking on her cell phone from a golf course somewhere in the Poconos. “What did I say about not letting the powder fall into the wrong hands?” she yelled. Claire covered her ears. Now that she was flea-sized, all voices sounded loud as thunder.
“I’m sorry” answered Luna. “Grandy, this is a real mess. Claire’s smaller than a paper clip. Ella Edsel wished it, and her wish is coming true!”
“Nice one, Fred!” shouted Grandy. “That’s two birdies and a hole in one!”
“When will the wish wear off?” Claire yelled, jumping up and down in the paper cup. The sound of her voice was hardly a sound at all. Luckily, Grandy’s ears were better than a bat’s.
“A non-witch’s wish? Ha! It’s a joke, it takes absolutely nothing to undo,” said Grandy. “And it’s not permanent, anyway. Luna can restore you to regular size on a pinkie spell. As for that girl, Ella, and her extra kicking energy, that’s where you have a problem. As you two have learned, Marigold Zest is a non-witch-friendly powder, and since Ella correctly shook the Zest on her feet, she’ll probably be the star of any sport where she needs a good, strong, zesty kick. If perchance she faced west, her power would be even greater.”
Claire felt tears sting as her mind’s eye imagined Ella Edsel zestfully kicking goal after goal. Good-bye, Buff Team Victory! Good-bye, loving cup!
Mostly, though, Claire wanted to be the right size again.
“Grandy, I hate being puny!” she yelled as loud as she could. “Make me grow back before Ella squashes me like a flea!”
“Buck up, Claire. Terrible things happen to people every day, and you don’t hear them squeaking on and on about it.” But then Grandy quickly recited a “return-to-size” spell for Luna to cast on her sister. “Listen, girls. The reason I’m calling is to tell you I arranged for your father and Justin to pick you two up next week,” she
“I’m much bigger than a matchstick!” Claire peeped haughtily. “Hurry!”
“I’m running as fast as I can!” said Luna. “Let’s try to access the Book of Shadows from the Internet. Well have you back to normal in no time. Now keep quiet, because I see somebody walking up over the hill.”
The somebody was Ella Edsel.
“Is that Claire or Luna?” she asked, squinting and shading her eyes.
“Luna,” said Luna.
As she got closer, Ella smiled. “Just who I was looking for. By the way, I can tell you from your sister because you have way prettier eyes.”
Inside the cup, Claire squeaked with rage.
“Talita sent me to find you,” Ella continued. “Your grandmother is calling long distance. You need to get to the office, pronto!”
“Thanks,” said Luna. “She’s just the person I wanted to talk to.”
“By the way, have you seen Claire around?” Ella smirked. “We’ve got relay races in fifteen minutes. Last practice before Blue-and-Buff Day tomorrow.”
“Um, no,” said Luna. “But I’m looking for something, too. I wanted to borrow some yellow powder from the Pillowcase Fund. Have you seen it?”
“You mean that foot powder? Too late now,” Ella answered. “I used it all up on my feet. It feels great, like I have extra kicking energy! That’s why I know for sure that Blue is gonna win!”
Now Claire let out a squeak so loud and angry that Luna had to fake a sneeze to cover up the noise.
“Hope you’re not getting a cold before Blue-and-Buff Day” said Ella. “By the way, Luna, make sure to add in your news bulletin that I kicked the winning goal in soccer practice.”
“No problem,” said Luna.
“Nothing personal, but I’m gonna blow your sister away tomorrow!” Ella cackled. “In my opinion, she’s no more than a little flea!”
8
Tug-of-Warriors
C LAIRE COULD HEAR THAT Grandy was annoyed. She was talking on her cell phone from a golf course somewhere in the Poconos. “What did I say about not letting the powder fall into the wrong hands?” she yelled. Claire covered her ears. Now that she was flea-sized, all voices sounded loud as thunder.
“I’m sorry” answered Luna. “Grandy, this is a real mess. Claire’s smaller than a paper clip. Ella Edsel wished it, and her wish is coming true!”
“Nice one, Fred!” shouted Grandy. “That’s two birdies and a hole in one!”
“When will the wish wear off?” Claire yelled, jumping up and down in the paper cup. The sound of her voice was hardly a sound at all. Luckily, Grandy’s ears were better than a bat’s.
“A non-witch’s wish? Ha! It’s a joke, it takes absolutely nothing to undo,” said Grandy. “And it’s not permanent, anyway. Luna can restore you to regular size on a pinkie spell. As for that girl, Ella, and her extra kicking energy, that’s where you have a problem. As you two have learned, Marigold Zest is a non-witch-friendly powder, and since Ella correctly shook the Zest on her feet, she’ll probably be the star of any sport where she needs a good, strong, zesty kick. If perchance she faced west, her power would be even greater.”
Claire felt tears sting as her mind’s eye imagined Ella Edsel zestfully kicking goal after goal. Good-bye, Buff Team Victory! Good-bye, loving cup!
Mostly, though, Claire wanted to be the right size again.
“Grandy, I hate being puny!” she yelled as loud as she could. “Make me grow back before Ella squashes me like a flea!”
“Buck up, Claire. Terrible things happen to people every day, and you don’t hear them squeaking on and on about it.” But then Grandy quickly recited a “return-to-size” spell for Luna to cast on her sister. “Listen, girls. The reason I’m calling is to tell you I arranged for your father and Justin to pick you two up next week,” she
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