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“Wow, wow, wow!”

I breathe, blinking hard and rubbing my eyes. “They must have made a mistake.”

They must have, I reason as I turn to Shani.

“No, they couldn’t have. You’re really good.” Shani replies, and even though her lips are tipped up into a smile, I can’t help but notice how stretched they look. Or how the light’s refracting off her eyes.

The mess I now see myself facing started a week ago when Shani and I had auditioned for drama.