The Glitter Trap by Barbara Brauner

Author:Barbara Brauner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction - Young Adult
Publisher: Disney Book Group

At six the next morning, Mom stumbles into the kitchen and sees the three of us already dressed and eating cereal. “What are you doing up?”

I say, “We’ve got play rehearsal!”

“This early?”

“There’s a lot to do!”

I’ll be so glad when my lying days are over.

I remember something as we’re going out the door. I run to my room and put Katarina’s cocoon in my pocket. She might as well come with me.

As Paige, Sunny, and I walk over to Ann’s, Sunny says, “Can you just aim the wand at her house?”

“No,” I say. “I’ve got to be looking right at her.”

Paige looks at me with sudden understanding. “So that’s why you were following me yesterday at school?”

I nod.

“I thought you were just being weird.”

“You can’t get much weirder than being a fairy godmother.”

When we reach Ann’s house, Paige says, “What do we do now?”

“Wait here till she comes out.”

Sunny says, “We could just knock on the door.”

“What if it’s her mom? I can’t exactly tell her, ‘Hi! We’re here to put a spell on your daughter!’”

“Good point,” Sunny says.

“So we wait.”

We sit on the curb and stare at Ann’s front door. After a while, Sunny asks Paige, “How did you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Get so popular so fast.”

Paige thinks about it. “It’s easy, you just take everything you like…and stop doing it.”

“But that doesn’t sound like any fun,” Sunny says.

“Who said being popular was fun?”

“So why try?”

Paige says, “If you’re not popular, you’re nobody.”

Sunny shakes her head. “If you’re not popular, you still matter!”

Paige doesn’t look convinced.

Then a faint sound of singing drifts out of the house. “I lost my shoe and you.…”

“It’s Ann!” I say. “Where’s that coming from?”

We walk down the driveway, listening. And sure enough, we see Ann’s head through the bathroom window. As the singing continues, Paige sighs. “I could never be that good.”

I’ve got a straight shot at Ann, or at least her head. I toss the spell and chant, “Give Paige the part, but don’t break Ann’s heart.”

Ann keeps shower-singing without missing a note.

“Nothing happened,” Sunny says.

She’s right. Nothing has happened at all.

Then:

There’s a SCRREEEEECCHHH of tires, and a delivery truck barrels around the corner on two wheels—and heads right for us!

“Watch out!” I yell. We all dive out of the way as the truck roars past us.

CRUNCHHHHH! The truck smashes into the oak tree in Ann’s front yard. An instant later, the truck’s back door pops open and hundreds of plastic jars fly out like cannonballs.

We have to duck and dive to stop from getting hit in the head. It’s like dodgeball times a hundred.

As the jars fly by, Sunny grabs one. It has a label showing a smiling old guy in a green cowboy hat. She says, “It’s Abner’s Pickles. I love Abner’s Pickles.” She pulls one out and takes a bite.

Paige stares at the street full of bouncing jars and asks me, “Did you do this?”

“No. You heard the spell. I never said one word about pickles.”

“Maybe you were thinking about them when you said it,” Sunny says.

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