What happens when I follow my grandmother?
A Sammy Keyes story
G u t - Chama
Author's Notes
This is m first Fanfic, so I really hope you people reading it like it. I'd like to thank you if you are taking the time to read it. I'm also asking if some people could review for me. I want constructive criticism please. This isn't the first chapter, it's the prologue. If you've read any of the Sammy Keyes books, you would see the prologue at the front. Aside from all that, enjoy. I hope y'all like it!
Disclaimer
I don't own Sammy Keyes. I wish I did, but my credit goes to Wendelin Van Draanen.
Prologue
I'd have to say, my grandmother is an extremely unpredictable person. Ever since that problem with Hudson and Diane, I've been surprised at what she does. She can act like a typical grandmother sometime, and at other times she can act wild even, almost like… well me. Now really, I didn't mean to follow her, but I was curious to where she went ever Sunday ad 2:00 p.m. sharp. Really I had let my curiosity take over. I guess you could say I'm a magnet for trouble. Why would I be in trouble you might ask? Well to tell you the truth, I wasn't even supposed to be there. They didn't know I was there, and I wasn't about to tell them I was there. Not on my lifetime.