were awesome on TV!â she exclaimed, running up and hugging April. âTotally awesome!â
Whoa, April thought. Whatâs this about? Pam and I have never been close friends. Why is she suddenly hugging me and telling me how great I am?
Pam was very tall and very blond and very pretty, with round blue eyes and a great smile. The girlsâ parents were best friends. So Pam and April were thrown together often, even though they didnât like each other very much.
When April was selected by The Academy to go to the island, Pam erupted in jealousy. âMy grades are better, and Iâm better at sports!â Pam had cried. She didnât try to hide her jealousy at all.
But ever since April had returned, Pam had been acting like her best pal.
Why is she doing it? April wondered. Then shescolded herself. I should be grateful that Pam has a new attitude.
âYouâre the most famous person Applegate Junior High ever had!â Pam gushed. She followed April to her room. âI canât believe youâre my friend!â
Now she is overdoing it! April thought. Pam wants something from me. I know she does.
But what?
âWhen is your next interview? How many interviews are you doing? Are you going to say yes to that interview on MTV?â Pam bombarded April with questions.
âItâs so totally exciting!â Pam exclaimed, not giving April a chance to answer.
âI know. Iâm really lucky,â April agreed. She sat down at her dressing table and began fiddling with her hair.
âLet me help you,â Pam said, pulling a chair up beside her. âI have some great ideas for your hair. And for some cool things you can wear to your next interviews. What if we pulled your hair up this way and then tied it back here?â
April gazed at herself in the mirror as Pam restyled her hair. âHey, thatâs good.â
Pam really knows a lot about style. A lot more than I do, April thought with a frown.
âI saw some things at Urban Outfitters that would be totally cool,â Pam said. âEspecially if you do the MTV interview.â
Pam stopped and stared at Aprilâs reflection. âAnd are you going to do the Today show?â
âMaybe,â April said. âMy parents still havenât decided if they want me to go to New York.â She sighed. âThe problem is, Iâm missing so much school.â
âWho cares about stupid school?â Pam cried. âYouâre a star !â
She brushed Aprilâs hair back from her foreheadâand then gasped. âAprilâI donât believe it! You got a tattoo?â
âHuh?â April gazed into the mirror. She saw Pamâs eyes on the blue crescent moon on her temple.
A chill ran down Aprilâs back.
Ever since she had returned home, the blue moon had been throbbing, throbbingâ¦.
She jumped up from the dressing table. âItâ¦itâs not a tattoo,â she said, covering the blue crescent with her hair. âItâs a birthmark, I guess.â
Pam narrowed her eyes at her. âDid you have it before?â
âOf course,â April lied.
âItâs kind of cool,â Pam said, still studying April. âIt really looks like a tattoo.â
It isnât cool at all, April thought bitterly.
I donât know what it is or how it got there.
April sighed again. This is supposed to be the most exciting time in my life, she thought. So why do I feel so strange? Why do I feel as if Iâve forgotten something important?
Something terrible happened on that island, April told herself. Something so terrifying, Iâve shut away the memory.
âWouldnât you love to go back to that island?â Pam asked. âWouldnât you love to have a few more weeks there?â
April sighed. âIt was great that my team won all that money,â she told Pam. âBut Iâd never go back there. Never.â
The next day, she