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artist. I was, uh, thinking of doing it for the talent show.β He hoped she was buying his story. Alex crossed her arms. βYouβre a wizard,β she said simply. βYou mean with tools? Like the ones I used to build the clothes rack?β T. J.βs brain was spinning. He tried to think fast. βYeah, Iβm, uh, kind of a wizard.β Oh, please! Alex thought. βNo, a wizard as in potions and brooms and spells,β she said pointedly. βCome on. A wizard?β T. J. forced out a chuckle, trying to play innocent. βHmm.β Alex could see T. J. was not going to confess to being a wizard so easily. She shrugged casually.
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