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"They have to be fake." I say, as I pace back and forth across Megan's attic.

"How the heck can they be fake?" She says from her spot on the floor.

"I don't know, but they can't be real! Will is a fictional character, Megan. John made him up." I say, wishing that it could be true.

Megan stands up. "Sutton, no one has been up here for years. How could someone have put those up here? Not to mention that they got our family history exactly right."

"I dunno...maybe..."

"Admit it, those papers have to be real."

I finger the oakleaf pendent around my neck. Megan and I had gotten into a huge fight over that, but I'm a little more ninja than Megan is. So I won. "Say they are real, there is no way to prove it."

The next day we have school. Extended weekends, you know? Megan and I take the first chance to tell our most..ahem..trusted friends about what we had learned. The only people we tell are, Kaleigh, a crazy person who loves whacking people with books, Bryson, my boyfriend, and probably the least crazy out of all of us, and finally, Logan, who is pretty much indescribable. Just to give you a few examples, he wears his shirt in a style that he calls, "half-tuck", he goes around poking people with this miniature spoon while yelling, "Tiny spoon attack!", if he stares at you for long periods of time, then that means he mind-stabbing you, and he once narrated our entire lunch period. I felt so sorry for people in third-person POV books.

At lunch, we tell them, and it doesn't go well. Kelaigh and Bryson look at us like we're crazy and Logan just bursts out laughing.

"Why don't you guys believe us?" I ask them.

"It's crazy!" Logan says, still laughing.

I don't really blame them, but I can't help being mad at them for not believing us.

I mean really, it's not like it's the most insane thing that they've ever heard.

"How the heck are we going to prove that it is true?" I say to Megan on the bus ride home.

She frowns. "I have no idea."

"Well, we gotta figure out some way, hopefully soon."

We are silent the rest of the way, as both of us are trying to figure out some way...

When I fanally get off, I almost don't notice the odd man standing in my driveway.

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