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screen. “I think we make a good team.”
    Madison agreed.
Hart
    Just got back from Dad’s. I have a Swedish meatball stomachache. I also have Hart on the brain.
    I talked to The Wiz a.k.a. Hart for a little while after science class. Every time I see him and talk to him alone now is like a big deal, I can’t help it.
    Can you say CUTE? Plus, he stopped me in the hall, not the other way around. What does that mean? I congratulated him and he congratulated me and how dumb is that? He will make THE BEST Wiz ever in the history of The Wiz.
    I think Ivy likes him, too, which stinks. She always flirts and she will probably find a way to make herself the center of attention in The Wiz and get Hart, too. Aimee’s right. She’s not just playing a witch in the show. She is a real witch.
    What would Bigwheels do right now? I bet she is popular with guys. I’m just guessing. Maybe she can help me with the play and with Hart.
    That is, if she ever writes back.

Chapter 4
    M ADISON THOUGHT ABOUT BIGWHEELS all weekend long. Something was obviously wrong. Her keypal had never taken this long to answer an e-mail.
    But Sunday morning, when Madison checked her mailbox for like the twentieth time, it appeared.
From: Bigwheels
    To: MadFinn
    Subject: Re: Something Important to Tell You
    Date: Sat 30 Sept 11:58 PM
    It’s late. Not like there’s anyone for you to tell, but still don’t tell anyone I was up this late, ok? I had trouble sleeping, so I went online. I’m really not allowed on the computer after ten.
    My life is a little strange these days in case you didn’t notice. Can’t really describe why. Just is. I haven’t even been writing poems. I haven’t been writing you. I’ll tell you later. I have to go with my grandfather tomorrow. Scratch that. It is tomorrow. Whoops. I have to go today, Sunday.
    Sorry for being out of touch. I hope your play is working out. I think that guy you’re crushing on sounds nice.
    Meet me Monday at GOFISHY, ok? I’ll be there around five. Don’t forget.
    Yours till the hot dogs,
    Bigwheels
    The e-mail from Bigwheels took Madison by BIG surprise. She wasn’t sure how to respond to Bigwheels when Bigwheels needed advice. What do you do when your secret online friend has a problem and you can’t tell anyone in the real world about it?
    Madison wished she could ask Aimee, but Aimee didn’t even know Bigwheels existed! When Aimee called that night, Madison decided to keep her online secret and to talk about clothes instead.
    “Have you decided what to wear to the first rehearsal?” Madison asked.
    “Oh my God! Wearing? I don’t know what I’m wearing! Am I supposed to wear something special?” Aimee sounded like she was in a panic. “What are you wearing?”
    Madison sighed. “I asked you first, Aimee.”
    “I don’t know. What are you wearing?”
    Aimee talked in circles sometimes. It was like she was dancing even when she asked questions, bobbing back and forth.
    “Why don’t you just wear your flared pants,” Madison finally said. “The blue ones.”
    “Maddie, those don’t look good on me.”
    Even if Aimee couldn’t figure out what to wear, she’d always have an opinion about what not to wear.
    “Wear your gray sweater, then,” Madison suggested.
    “You’re kidding, right?” Aimee scoffed.
    The next morning, Madison was the one who had to laugh when she met Aimee on the way to school. Aimee had on the blue, flared pants with her gray sweater tied neatly around her neck. Madison had opted for a long black skirt, sneakers, and a purple cardigan sweater with little flowers across the top.
    After classes ended, Madison was the first one into the auditorium for rehearsal that afternoon. She sat right down in front, waiting for Mr. Gibbons and all the other students who were picked as cast and crew to take their seats. The room seemed completely different today. It wasn’t dark like before. The whole stage shone with bright white light that washed out the curtains and the