Classic Chloe and Zoey.

Gladiola landed on my shoulder. “You saved the ball! Not with magic, but with dorkiness ! That’s way more powerful.”

Everyone unfroze, pointed, and laughed.

I blinked. “Is this a dream? Because in my dreams, I usually have better hair.”

I’m just glad I have a pen that never runs out. Because I have SO MUCH to write in my diary.

Mackenzie’s eyes narrowed. “I’m running for Storybook Queen. And I’ll win. Because I’m the fairest of them all.” She tossed her hair. “Obviously.”

Her hair puffed up like a cotton candy explosion.

And me?