The dictaphone

"The weather so nice, it's stupid to stay here !" said happily Wendy, rummaging through her backpack to take the dictaphone.

"Are you sure you're okay Wendy - Brooke asked - First you freak about your freckles, now you're kind of euphoric and want to skip school...
- Yeah, don't worry about that !"

Wendy took the dictaphone near her mouth, and pushed the record button

"There's no class this afternoon !"

When she pressed stop, the girl heard again the sparkling sound, and noticed that her friends weren't paying attention to it. They were just looking at her, curious.

"You have a recorder ? Why are you recording this ? Something else you think you could forget ? Of course there isn't school this afternoon. Remember ? The teacher told us last week. that we would be free. By the way, what do you want to do ?"

Tamara was looking genuinely convinced about it, and Brooke was silently approving next to her. Again, everything was like if things had always been the way Wendy had told them. Smiling, she thought about the best place to test her new powers...