The bell rang. Jane was stuffing A Tale of Two Cities into her backpack when she heard Lucy's voice beside her.

"You're reading Dickens?"

Jane nodded warily.

"Oh, I love Dickens. Have you read David Copperfield? Or Oliver Twist? Olive Twist is my favorite. I've read it twice. I cried both times. I can't believe someone else in our class is reading Dickens."

To her dismay, Jane found herself walking down the hall to English with Lucy by her side, still talking, talking, talking.

"I didn't know you were such a big reader, Jane," Lucy said, smiling at her. "I guess because your book-report books are always so short. But...