Thing #1: Arielle Thing #2: Danielle They both have on pj’s, and they’re carrying sleeping bags and pillows. “We heard everyone talking about your sleepover so we figured you must have forgotten to give us our invitations.” Even though today is my birthday and I don’t like doing math, I do some anyway. Mallory, Mary Ann, Pamela, April, Emma, and Zoe make six. Now Arielle and Danielle make eight. The last thing I expected at my party was crashers. I know it was the last thing Mom and Dad expected. They push past me while I’m busy counting. “We’ll put our things in your room,” says Arielle. Max shakes his head as they walk down the hall. “Mom’s going to kill you,” he says. “Your mom would never kill you, especially not on your birthday,” says Mary Ann as she walks inside with her things. She’s wearing her cupcake pajamas. Just like I am. She’s also wearing a confused look.
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