Wish Upon A Star Page #2

to deal with today.

And we are not leaving this house

till things are back in order.

I'll handle this.

Me? I'm Alexia.

Alexia Wheaton.

Personally, I like it best...

when my boyfriend Kyle

calls me Aly.

Happy birthday

Happy birthday

Yadda, yadda, yadda

Now reverse the wish.

All right. I wish I were Hayley.

Don't you know

the birthday candle rule?

You have to say the wish to yourself,

otherwise, it can't come true.

On to plan B.

- It's a wishing well.

- Got it.

Would you try it

with a little more "umph"?

I can't do this.

I can't be you.

And you obviously lack

the social grace to be me.

I don't believe this.

I have split ends.

- I have an astronomy test today.

- Don't stress.

I had Frauenfleder

when I was a sophomore. I'll just cheat.

But you can't. Ow!

I mean, I... You...

You can't do that.

When he passes out the test,

just faint or something.

Get sent home sick.

I can make up the test tomorrow.

You can spend the day watching TV

and eating.

Deal. Close your eyes.

No one finds out about this.

Especially Caitlin.

Undoubtedly, she'd leak it

to the National Enquirer.

I don't want any rumors going on

about me the week of the festival.

Ouch! What about Mom and Dad?

They'd have us committed.

So wait. We have a secret?

You and me?

So, is there anything

I need to know about you...

other than being a grungy

social outcast?

I'm not grungy.

I just have my own style.

Dirt under the fingernails is in?

You won't mind if I remove it,

will you?

So, how do I look?

Today is definitely day one.

- Day one of what?

- My diet.

Excuse me.

I mean, your diet.

A fruit and veggie fast.

You're bloated.

What are you talking about?

I'm a knockout.

The makeup may be a bit heavy.

Not me.

Whatever. Lose the gum.

Today, you're mine.

Good morning, Daddy.

Mom.

You're looking particularly

adorable today.

And, as usual, Alex...

you are looking quite stylish yourself.

Sis, allow me.

How about a little cereal?

That's okay.

I'm on a fruits and veggies fast only.

Actually, we should get going.

I wouldn't want Hayley to be late

for her big test.

Nan, Ben.

- Hi.

- Grow up!

Excuse me.

- What are you doing?

- Driving.

You don't know how to drive.

Give me my keys.

Give me my keys now.

Thank you.

You should know better.

If I still had my badge,

I'd have to write you up.

What are you, drunk?

She was up late, studying,

so she could raise her GPA.

Isn't that right, Alex?

And I was just giving her, Hayley,

my little sis, a driving lesson.

It won't happen again.

Hayley, I wouldn't want anything

to harm your chances...

of representing Hunter

in the science fair in D.C.

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