Brooke said. She and Aly were stretched out on the floor pillows in the Sparkle Spa doing their homework, glad that no one was there to bother them, especially Suzy. “I know,” Aly said as she put her finger on her spot in The Master Puppeteer, her reading homework for language arts. “Having Suzy Davis as our intern is the worst thing that ever happened to this place.” Brooke popped a carrot into her mouth. “At least she’ll be gone after this weekend.” She looked at her math sheet. “If Andrew has four cookies and Sarah has three cookies and they give Jason two cookies, how many cookies do Andrew and Sarah have left?” “Are you asking me to do your homework for you?” Aly asked her sister. Brooke sometimes tried to get away with that. “Help,” Brooke said. “I’m asking for help.” Aly stood up and grabbed seven bottles of nail polish. She put them down in front of Brooke. “Okay, give Andrew four bottles of polish,” she said. Brooke put four bottles in a group on her right.
