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(mysterious piano music)

- [Zoe Voiceover] The best magic tricks are the ones

that make you question reality.

But the key to selling a magic trick isn't skill.

It's showmanship.

It's like Houdini said, "What the eyes see,

and the ears hear,

the mind believes."

Let me tell you what I believe.

I believe I wasn't born special like my sister.

Charming, social, and dating a football star.

I was never like her.

I didn't always get things right.

(knocking at the door)

(door clicks open)

- Zoe, can you come join us?

(door clicks shut)

- [Zoe Voiceover] Half the tricks I know are pretty boring.

Easy slight of hand stuff.

So yeah, I can make a coin disappear behind someone's ear.

But that's nothing compared to my sister.

She pulled off the greatest disappearing act of them all.

She died.

* (Humming)

* Nobody ever knows

* Nobody ever sees

* Praying to the Lord

* Praying for my soul

* Now please don't go

* Oh no

* I think of you whenever I'm alone *

* Now please don't go

* Oh no

* I think of you whenever I'm alone *

* So please don't go

* (Humming)

("Come On" by Nineoneone)

* I got a lot of regrets and sins *

* It's so much fun

* Let's go on holiday

That's my best friend, Brody.

When we were 10, I forced him to start doing magic with me.

He agreed under one condition.

That we share it with no one.

So in return, I promised we'd make no new friends.

- [Brody] Hello to you too, Zoe.

- Hi, Brody.

- How was your weekend?

- I practiced that one trick,

but I'm still messing up the end.

Butterfingers.

- You're riffling too fast.

We've discussed this.

- That's the other Valentine.

- I'm so sorry for your loss, Joey.

- She's sorry a month later?

Her name is Zoe.

- Oh, I get it.

My real name is Sarah, but my friends call me Brittany.

Go by whatever name you want, girl.

- Uh, no.

My name's actually Zoe.

- [Zoe Voiceover] As you can probably tell,

not making friends was never a problem for us.

- Does being popular make you stupider?

- Brody, it's fine.

- They've literally spent the night at your house.

- I know, but they're not my friends.

They were my sister's friends.

- [Zoe Voiceover] And that's Isaac Jones.

My sister's ex-boyfriend.

Or I guess widower?

Even when Cleo was alive, he never noticed me.

He still doesn't.

- Earth to Zoe!

(bell rings)

Do you wanna practice tonight or not?

- Yeah, of course.

Sorry.

- X squared minus four.

And who wants to--

Would someone other than Ms. Betts care

to solve an equation today?

Ah, yes, Cleo.

Come on up.

I mean, Zoe.

Come on up, Zoe.

(intense music)

- Maybe she should go back to her own grade.

(clock ticking)

- X times X squared minus four.

- Very good.

- Good work, Zoe.

- Don't forget your homework tonight on solving proofs.

- Hey.

- Me?

- It's me, Isaac.

- You, Isaac.

Me, Zoe.

- Um, yeah.

I just, I want to let you know that some people

are going over to Boots' house tonight.

It'll be a bunch of Cleo's friends if you wanted to come.

- Thanks.

I'm cool.

- Cool like you're coming or cool

like you're not interested?

- Cool like thank you for noticing that I exist,

but I have plans.

(eerie music)

(door clicks shut)

(backpack plops on the floor)

(shoe clunks on the floor)

- [Zoe Voiceover] This photo was taken the day before

my sister's first diagnosis.

Dad took us out for ice cream

while mom stayed home with Cleo.

She was sick in bed.

We brought her home a scoop of mint chip.

Her favorite,

but she couldn't even eat it.

- [Brenda] No, I don't think that.

Because I--

- Mom?

- [Brenda] I gotta go.

- [Zoe] Who's that?

- Your Aunt Judy.

Zoe, please, I've told you countless times

to just put your stuff away.

It's not that hard to put something back where it belongs.

- I'm just tired.

- Then, go to your room and take a nap.

- Why can't I just take a nap here?

- Just do what you want.

You always do anyway.

(show clunks on floor)

(melancholy music)

- [Zoe Voiceover] Sometimes, I think my mom wished

it was me who disappeared.

(water sloshes into glass)

- Casper, maybe your dad can take you

to the batting cages this weekend.

- [Casper] Yeah, maybe.

- You used to go every weekend.

- How come I'm never invited?

- The last time I threw a baseball at you,

you dove into the hot dog stand.

- I was four!

- All three of you should go.

I have some quarters laying around.

Tony, have you seen them?

They were on the dresser.

(crickets chirping)

Tony?

- Yeah, this weekend?

Um, I have to work.

- Could I be excused?

- Yeah, I guess.

- Can I go to Brody's house?

- If you're home by 9:30.

- What?

Why not 10?

Cleo's curfew was 10.

- If you finish your homework.

- Thanks for having my back, Tony.

- What?!

I'm sorry.

- I have to call Judy back.

(mouths I'm sorry)

(upbeat music)

(trunk bangs shut)

- Hi, stranger!

Still too cool to come out tonight?

- Uh, I'm actually supposed to go--

- Just for an hour.

- Sure!

But, really just for a little bit.

I have to got to my friend's house.

(people chattering)

(rock music)

This was a bad idea.

- Just stick by me.

- Is that the other Valentine?

I didn't know you partied like your sister.

- You don't know anything about me.

- You wish I did.

- Chill, Boots.

- Isaac! - Hey--

- [Keeva] Is it just me or does this party suck?

I feel like we're missing something.

- [Sarah] Um, Keeva?

- [Allison] Oh, Cleo. (chuckles)

That's such a downer.

- Well, she would want us to have fun.

- I just, like, don't really like being sad.

I want to kiss Boots tonight. - Ew!

Boots?

He's so gross!

Girl, have some standards.

- He's cute.

- He's a jerk.

- A cute jerk?

Look, working with Robin Robins

she taught me that this tough guy exterior,

they're typically like sweet shy songwriters.

Well, not really, but (mumbles).

- Uh, Joey, what are you doing here?

(cell phone rings)

- I have to take this.

(cell phone rings)

- There's nothing in the box.

(cell phone rings)

- [Zoe's Voicemail Message] Hey mom or dad or Brody.

If it's not one of you three, you have the wrong number.

Leave a message after the beep.

(voicemail beeps)

- Hey Zo.

Where are you?

You're not answering any of your texts.

You didn't get kidnapped, right?

I don't want to have to call your mom.

(sighs)

(hard rock music)

(carrot crunching)

- Alright, y'all, I think it's time

for some spin the bottle!

(cheering)

- You already know the rules,

but for any of our newbies, you kiss who you land on.

No cold feet.

- My sister was into this game?

- Yep, and if you're going to be at this party,

you're going to play too.

Look, don't worry if this is like your

first kiss and everything.

(laughs)

Alright, Boots, go first.

- Why me?

- Because it's your house and you've already made out

with every girl at this party.

So, just spin it.

- You should kiss more often, Allison.

It will shut you up.

(bottles clinks against the floor)

(cheering)

- Bottle never lies.

Eew!

Boots, gross.

(Boots laughs)

(bottle clinks against the floor)

(cheering and groaning)

- Ooh, Keeva, Evan.

That kind of rhymes.

- Actually it doesn't.

(bottle clinks against the floor)

(laughing and cheering)

- [Girl] Allie.

(laughter)

- My turn.

- [Group] Isaac!

- Just spin it again, come on.

- Uh uh.

You know the rules.

No redo's.

- I think I'm just going to sit this one out guys.

(group groans with disappointment)

- You're embarrassing me.

- Just kiss here.

It's not like you haven't before

- Alright.

- Geez, Allison.

- Your turn.

Try and beat that.

(bottle clinks on the ground)

(laughter)

- Straight out of your latest wet dream Milo.

- Just respin it.

Don't be a jerk Boots.

(bottles clinks on the floor)

(laughing and taunting)

- I can't.

- Zoe.

(groans of disappointment)

- [Boots] It's typical.

(laughter)

(eerie music)

- [Zoe Voiceover] When Cleo came back after the surgery,

my mom told me everything was going to be okay.

That I didn't need to worry.

After she got better, Cleo was more popular than ever.

Everyone wanted to know the girl who had cancer.

I bet she would have been prom queen,

but she only made it to homecoming.

A disappearing act has two parts.

Something disappears and then it comes back.

If Cleo ever came back,

I guess I'd ask her who she really was.

How she made being in high school

look so easy all the time.

How she was such an ace at everything.

And why she pushed me away.

(slow music)