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said. “I’m going to ask Mom to pick me up.”
    As she walked to her next class, Zoey’s fists were clenched around her notebook. Hat Day started off being so much fun, and now Libby was upset and going home, all because someone was mean and played a stupid prank. It just wasn’t fair. Zoey thought back to how ladylike and grown-up she and Libby had felt in their hats earlier that day . . . before Libby was the victim of that very unladylike prank. Maybe the whole thing was meant to be a joke. But seeing Libby that upset just wasn’t funny.
    Still, tomorrow was Twin Day. Zoey and her friends had worked hard on their costumes. It was bound to be a better day. It had to be.

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    An Outfit to Tie-Dye for!
    I haven’t started off Spirit Week in such great spirits. Someone pulled a horrible hat prank today, putting powder in the pillbox hat when I left it in the locker room during gym. I have my suspicions about who did it, but since I don’t have proof, I’m not saying anything.
    But their prank went wrong. I was going to switch hats with Libby at lunch, and since I was hot after all that running around, playing basketball, I didn’t put the hat back on. That’s how poor Libby ended up being the one who got pranked. When she took off the hat in class after the switch, powder got everywhere—in her hair, on her clothes, on the desk. The whole thing was so upsetting, she ended up going home a little early. I wonder if the people who did it realize the stupid thing they did ended up ruining someone’s entire day? If they do, does it make them feel even the teensiest bit bad?
    At least tomorrow is a new day: TWIN DAY! I designed and helped make these outfits for all of us. The principal said Twin Day could mean anything from dressing in the same outfits to being dressed as perfect pairs, things that go well together.
    So, of course, our first thought was to do something related to food. Kate and Libby decided to be a milk bottle and Oreo cookie. To save time, I made the costumes by altering the shape of plain dresses from the thrift store. Then I designed collars, trim, and an Oreo cream belt, and Kate and Libby helped put it all together. I asked Priti if she would want to be peanutbutter and jelly, but she doesn’t like PB&J. Apparently, her mom doesn’t like peanut butter, so Priti never developed a taste for it. And Priti’s dad grew up eating this stuff called Marmite in England. I tried Marmite once when I was over at her house, and it was gross. Sorry to any Marmite fans out there. Priti’s dad joked you have to be born British to like it.
    After a lot of discussion, we decided to be peace and love instead. I’m going to be wearing a tie-dyed headband and a dress with a peace sign, and Priti is wearing a dress we embellished with a sparkly red heart—because Priti loves to sparkle. Seriously: If peanut butter was sparkly, she would probably eat it!
    Well, I better run—I have to finish my homework and sewing my twin outfit. Peace out!
    â€œRise and shine, honey!”
    It felt like Zoey had just put down her needle and thread and gone to sleep when her dad came in to wake her up for school. She rubbed her eyes and yawned.
    â€œWere you up late blogging?” Mr. Webber asked.
    â€œNo. I had to finish my outfit.”
    â€œWell, don’t forget you need sleep to finish growing, kiddo.” He kissed the top of her head. “Hurry up and get ready. I’ll make you bacon and eggs to get you properly fueled.”
    Zoey jumped out of bed and turned on her laptop to check her blog for comments, like she did every morning. There were more than usual this morning. Most were from her regular readers, responding to the tale of the horrible hat trick and saying that it reminded them of their own struggles in middle school. A Sew Zoey reader named Zigzagger wrote a short but