“I feel starmendous,” she said. No, that wasn’t quite right. “I am starmendous,” she tried. Yes, that was much better. She stepped out of bed and stubbed her toe. “Moons and stars!” she cried. “That hurt!” She looked to her roommate, whose head was resting on her lavender pillowcase, for sympathy. Sage looked back at her and giggled. “Sage!” said Cassie with a scowl. “I hurt myself!” “I know,” said Sage, trying to make a sad face and failing miserably. “But something about it is pretty funny.” “No,” said Cassie earnestly. “It’s actually not.” But apparently that was very amusing to Sage, too. With as much dignity as she could muster, Cassie hobbled her way to the sparkle shower room. Even though her toe was throbbing, she couldn’t help admiring herself in the mirror, her gossamer silvery-pink hair looking so, well, gossamery and lovely around her pale face. Cassie stood on the Cosmic Transporter, on her way to breakfast, staring into space.
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