CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

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- SLUMBER PARTY
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"COME ON, LET'S SLEEP IN MY BED.

CAN I JUST BE IN MY HEAD WITH YOU?"





















THE GIRLS WERE AT MAX'S HOUSE. They were sprawled across her double bed in a weird formation, feet in faces and each were holding a comic or a magazine in their hands.

El dropped the comic in her hand onto the bed, catching the attention of the two other girls.

"It doesn't make sense." She said, leaning past Maia so both girls could see her.

"What doesn't make sense?" Maia asked, throwing her magazine onto Max's floor.

"Heather, the blood, the ice."

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