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can I. We’re sensitive to that kind of stuff,” Sierra insisted.
    “But what does it mean? You and I hung out in a nightmare together. So what? We both got creeped out. So what? I seriously doubt that it means a tsunami is going to hit Boston.”
    “I told you what I think it means. You’re a Dreamwalker. But if you want to know so badly, pull a card.”
    Consulting the tarot was Sierra’s solution for everything. Drea reached into her best friend’s backpack and pulled out a small purple velvet bag that contained a thick deck of cards.
    “I’m a little busy dodging Massholes at the moment. Go ahead. You pull one.”
    Drea shuffled the deck as she had seen Sierra do hundreds of times. She closed her eyes and thought about the dream, asking repeatedly in her mind, What does it mean ? Strangely, she felt the cards grow warmer in her hands. And then, as if guided to the answer she stopped shuffling and turned over the top card. Major Arcana number XX, Judgment. The word alone sent chills down Drea’s spine.
    Then she saw it.
    “Oh, my God!”
    Drea dropped the card as though it could burn a hole in her hand. The car swerved. Drea forced the rest of the deck back in the velvet bag and shoved the whole thing inside her backpack. She was completely freaked out.
    Sierra asked frantically, “What? Are you okay? What card did you pull?” as she white-knuckled the wheel.
    Drea couldn’t find the words to tell her friend what she had seen. It was just a stupid image created by an artist to represent the idea of tarot. It didn’t mean anything.
    “Drea? What card was it? Why are you so freaked out? Tarot can’t hurt you. We’ve talked about this a million times.”
    Drea’s hands were shaking. She reached onto the floor mat, picked up the solitary card, and handed it to Sierra.
    “Judgment. So what?” Sierra said not getting it.
    “Look in the background,” Drea directed. She knew it wasn’t smart for Sierra to take her eyes off the road, but she had to see it herself.
    “Oh, holy hell! There’s a tidal wave.”
    “Yup. Creepy, right? It’s coming at the unsuspecting people in the front.”
    “Don’t be so literal. The Academy is like ten miles from the harbor. It doesn’t mean that a tidal wave is literally coming to get us.”
    “It doesn’t?”
    “No, the Judgment card traditionally means rebirth or a new beginning. The slate wiped clean.”
    Drea detected a strain in Sierra’s voice. She didn’t buy it. “Okay… So how does that apply to our dreams?”
    “I’m not sure yet. We’ll have to wait and see,” Sierra said noncommittally.
    “I don’t know… I can’t shake the bad feeling,” Drea admitted.
    “I’m creeped out too, but the tarot doesn’t lie. Sometimes it tells you what you don’t want to hear, but it doesn’t lie. Besides, you had no problem accepting what the cards said when you asked if Matt liked you,” she teased.
    “Shut up.”
    “Last week when the cards said that he sees you for who you really are, even though you two couldn’t be more different...”
    Drea looked at the floor. It was true. She did accept the cards’ meanings when they were in line with her beliefs. She knew that made her a hypocrite.
    They sat in silence until Sierra pulled into the school lot and parked her sad busted Honda next to a shiny blue Audi.
    “Speak of the Devil,” Sierra said.
    There he was, tall utter beauty in his signature purple skinny jeans. Matt Williams tossed his hair out of his eyes and smiled. He nodded his head slightly to acknowledge Drea’s presence as he climbed out of his brand new Audi. Drea grinned back sheepishly. In return, his eyes seemed to linger a little too long on her lips.
    “I don’t see what you see in him,” Sierra said bursting the beautiful moment.
    Suddenly, the window glass seemed too thin and Drea felt exposed. She turned away with an awkward jerk.
    “Welcome back to Earth,” Sierra teased.
    Drea swiveled back around, but Matt had already