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All the boys in the crowd broke into fits of laughter. It made me furious. Everybody knew that the boys were the ones who tried to sneak around at school and smoke.
My best friends and I turned our backs on the boys and started talking to Alexis Duvall and her friends, Lisa Snow and Sara Sawyer.
" Lisa said she saw Mona Vaughn coming out of the bathroom just before someone smelled smoke, " said Alexis.
" That ' s right, " said Lisa. She was nodding her head earnestly and looking toward Mona, who was standing beside Taffy Sinclair and nervously shifting from one foot to the other. " She was getting out of there so fast that she was almost running. "
" I ' ll bet she ' s the one who started the fire, " said Sara.
" She couldn ' t have been the only one who stopped in the girls ' bathroom before school, " I argued. " Why does everyone always pick on Mona? "
Everybody was looking at me as if I were speaking in a foreign language, so I didn ' t say anything else. Besides, I knew why kids picked on Mona. She was the homeliest girl in Mark Twain Elementary. In fact, she was just as homely as Taffy was pretty. To make matters worse, she worshiped Taffy and hung around her all the time so that no one could help but notice the difference in the two of them. Sometimes it seemed as if kids tried to punish Mona for not being pretty by picking on her.
Just then Mrs. Winchell, who was the principal as well as Christie ' s mother, came out of the front door. She stopped on the steps and raised her hands for quiet. " The fire ' s out, " she said, and everybody started yelling and applauding like crazy. Then she raised her hands for silence again. " Please file quietly into the building now. Go to your lockers, if you need to, and then go to your rooms. Classes will begin immediately. "
Most kids just grumbled to themselves as we all headed into the school again, but at the back of the crowd someone booed. I glanced at Mona just before I went in the door. She was all by herself now, looking sad and lonely. Taffy Sinclair was nowhere in sight.
It took our class a few minutes to get settled once we got to our seats. Everyone was still talking about the fire. Finally our teacher, Miss Wiggins, announced that the custodian had doused it with water, then carried the trash can to the edge of the school ground so that there wasn ' t any more danger in the building. " Now that we ' ve settled that matter once and for all, " she said sternly, " let ' s get down to business. "
The morning went pretty slowly except for once when Randy Kirwan turned around and gave me his 1,000-watt smile. Randy is the handsomest boy in the world. He has dark, wavy hair and gorgeous blue eyes, and all the girls in the sixth grade, including Taffy Sinclair, are crazy about him. But he ' s my boyfriend. He has even kissed me twice, and so when he gave me that super smile my heart started doing flip-flops.
I was so busy thinking about Randy that I didn ' t notice who pitched the note onto my desk. I checked to make sure Wiggins had her back turned before I picked it up. I turned it over in my hand a couple of times before I opened it. I was remembering the fake secret admirer notes I had gotten for a while when Taffy Sinclair was trying to take Randy away from me and all the trouble they had caused. I opened the paper and spread it on my desk. Then I leaned on my elbows and bent over it so that nobody else could read it.
I shouldn ' t have worr ied. It was from Beth. It said:
Dear Jana ,
I have been thinking about the modeli ng school at T anninger ' s, and I have a super idea. Meet me at our place by the fence at recess.
Love,
Beth
When Katie, Christie, Melanie, and I got to the fence Beth was already there, jumping up and down with excitement. She had passed notes to all of us, and she began talking the instant we got near.
" Okay, guys. Answer this. What is the purpose of The Fabulous Five? " Beth raised her shoulders and held out her hands, palms up,
All the boys in the crowd broke into fits of laughter. It made me furious. Everybody knew that the boys were the ones who tried to sneak around at school and smoke.
My best friends and I turned our backs on the boys and started talking to Alexis Duvall and her friends, Lisa Snow and Sara Sawyer.
" Lisa said she saw Mona Vaughn coming out of the bathroom just before someone smelled smoke, " said Alexis.
" That ' s right, " said Lisa. She was nodding her head earnestly and looking toward Mona, who was standing beside Taffy Sinclair and nervously shifting from one foot to the other. " She was getting out of there so fast that she was almost running. "
" I ' ll bet she ' s the one who started the fire, " said Sara.
" She couldn ' t have been the only one who stopped in the girls ' bathroom before school, " I argued. " Why does everyone always pick on Mona? "
Everybody was looking at me as if I were speaking in a foreign language, so I didn ' t say anything else. Besides, I knew why kids picked on Mona. She was the homeliest girl in Mark Twain Elementary. In fact, she was just as homely as Taffy was pretty. To make matters worse, she worshiped Taffy and hung around her all the time so that no one could help but notice the difference in the two of them. Sometimes it seemed as if kids tried to punish Mona for not being pretty by picking on her.
Just then Mrs. Winchell, who was the principal as well as Christie ' s mother, came out of the front door. She stopped on the steps and raised her hands for quiet. " The fire ' s out, " she said, and everybody started yelling and applauding like crazy. Then she raised her hands for silence again. " Please file quietly into the building now. Go to your lockers, if you need to, and then go to your rooms. Classes will begin immediately. "
Most kids just grumbled to themselves as we all headed into the school again, but at the back of the crowd someone booed. I glanced at Mona just before I went in the door. She was all by herself now, looking sad and lonely. Taffy Sinclair was nowhere in sight.
It took our class a few minutes to get settled once we got to our seats. Everyone was still talking about the fire. Finally our teacher, Miss Wiggins, announced that the custodian had doused it with water, then carried the trash can to the edge of the school ground so that there wasn ' t any more danger in the building. " Now that we ' ve settled that matter once and for all, " she said sternly, " let ' s get down to business. "
The morning went pretty slowly except for once when Randy Kirwan turned around and gave me his 1,000-watt smile. Randy is the handsomest boy in the world. He has dark, wavy hair and gorgeous blue eyes, and all the girls in the sixth grade, including Taffy Sinclair, are crazy about him. But he ' s my boyfriend. He has even kissed me twice, and so when he gave me that super smile my heart started doing flip-flops.
I was so busy thinking about Randy that I didn ' t notice who pitched the note onto my desk. I checked to make sure Wiggins had her back turned before I picked it up. I turned it over in my hand a couple of times before I opened it. I was remembering the fake secret admirer notes I had gotten for a while when Taffy Sinclair was trying to take Randy away from me and all the trouble they had caused. I opened the paper and spread it on my desk. Then I leaned on my elbows and bent over it so that nobody else could read it.
I shouldn ' t have worr ied. It was from Beth. It said:
Dear Jana ,
I have been thinking about the modeli ng school at T anninger ' s, and I have a super idea. Meet me at our place by the fence at recess.
Love,
Beth
When Katie, Christie, Melanie, and I got to the fence Beth was already there, jumping up and down with excitement. She had passed notes to all of us, and she began talking the instant we got near.
" Okay, guys. Answer this. What is the purpose of The Fabulous Five? " Beth raised her shoulders and held out her hands, palms up,
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