You think it's kind of weird that neither Anna nor Emma, nor really any of the other girls notice that you're standing there. I mean, you're ten times bigger than you used to be, at least to them. But they're so wrapped up in Anna ripping into Emma that they don't notice anything else.
Maybe that makes sense, you think. If they focused on the fact they were only six inches tall (give or take a quarter of inch), they all be curled up in a fetal position.
Emma is blaming Anna for everything that happened, and Anna is just curled up, crying. Sabrina is pressed up in a corner, like she wants to be somewhere else, anywhere else. But the way she's staring, it's also like she can't look away, even if she wanted to.
Molly is standing to the side, chewing on her thumbnail, looking like she wants to intervene, but not sure how. You figure that, being as nice as she is, but also being Emma's best friend, she's been in that position before.
Jessica taps on your hand, getting your attention.
"You've got to do something," she tells you.
You agree, but you're not sure what. On one hand, you are ten times bigger than all five of these girls now, so you could pretty much do whatever you want. On the other hand, if you want to solve this personality conflict thing that Emma represents, you can't use your size indiscriminately. Finally, you decide to
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