"Help me? Why would you wanna help me?"
"Because you know my secret, and I wanna keep it in this room."
"Fine.spill it."
He stood up and walked to the window.
" .Saw this guy.following you at that dance.the weird lookin' one with the asthma."
Grrrr.Brainy..
"He seemed like he was hiding."
I interrupted him.
"Thanks for the info, Gino. Come on, Phoebe, let's get out of here."
Phoebe was back in the shadows, still a bit intimidated by Gino and his goonies. We walked to the door, and I was about to shut the door.
"Yo, Gino!"
He looked away from the window at me. The shadows left on his face gave me the impression of a person saying goodbye forever.but that's another story.
"Thanks man."
I closed the door, my anger starting to rise again.
"Ok, Brainy, you wanna play? You really wanna let my secret out? Let's play."
***Later that night***
"Come on, Pheobe! Do this one little favor for me! I'll owe you forever!"
"I don't know, Helga! Doesn't going through Brainy's personal items seem a bit.extreme?"
"Well, that's what he gets for blackmailing me! His karma is bad!"
"What?"
"He did something mean, so something bad happens to him! Kar-ma!"
"Alright, but are you sure we're allowed in the school so late at night?"
"Well, yes. considering I slipped the janitor a twenty again."
"Ok.whatever you say, Helga."
I look a bobby pin, and jimmied the lock open. The locker door swung open and there lay Brainy's belongings. that stuff was worth more than gold to me. at least for now.
"Let's see what we have here." I shuffled through some of his papers. "Hmmm. reports, math quizzes, the works." I kept digging. "Folders. pencils.that homework due on Friday." I had hit the bottom of the locker. "What?"
"Helga, there's nothing else. He's not the blackmailer. Gino was probably lying."
I couldn't believe that! I knew it was him. wait. Think Brainy.
I felt around the locker's walls. feeling into the corners. there! On the ceiling, I felt some peeling paint. How can there be paint on a locker, considering the lockers were made of pre-dyed metal? I removed the painted sheet metal from the ceiling. An envelope was taped on the other side. I pulled away the tape, then sliced open the envelope.
"Because you know my secret, and I wanna keep it in this room."
"Fine.spill it."
He stood up and walked to the window.
" .Saw this guy.following you at that dance.the weird lookin' one with the asthma."
Grrrr.Brainy..
"He seemed like he was hiding."
I interrupted him.
"Thanks for the info, Gino. Come on, Phoebe, let's get out of here."
Phoebe was back in the shadows, still a bit intimidated by Gino and his goonies. We walked to the door, and I was about to shut the door.
"Yo, Gino!"
He looked away from the window at me. The shadows left on his face gave me the impression of a person saying goodbye forever.but that's another story.
"Thanks man."
I closed the door, my anger starting to rise again.
"Ok, Brainy, you wanna play? You really wanna let my secret out? Let's play."
***Later that night***
"Come on, Pheobe! Do this one little favor for me! I'll owe you forever!"
"I don't know, Helga! Doesn't going through Brainy's personal items seem a bit.extreme?"
"Well, that's what he gets for blackmailing me! His karma is bad!"
"What?"
"He did something mean, so something bad happens to him! Kar-ma!"
"Alright, but are you sure we're allowed in the school so late at night?"
"Well, yes. considering I slipped the janitor a twenty again."
"Ok.whatever you say, Helga."
I look a bobby pin, and jimmied the lock open. The locker door swung open and there lay Brainy's belongings. that stuff was worth more than gold to me. at least for now.
"Let's see what we have here." I shuffled through some of his papers. "Hmmm. reports, math quizzes, the works." I kept digging. "Folders. pencils.that homework due on Friday." I had hit the bottom of the locker. "What?"
"Helga, there's nothing else. He's not the blackmailer. Gino was probably lying."
I couldn't believe that! I knew it was him. wait. Think Brainy.
I felt around the locker's walls. feeling into the corners. there! On the ceiling, I felt some peeling paint. How can there be paint on a locker, considering the lockers were made of pre-dyed metal? I removed the painted sheet metal from the ceiling. An envelope was taped on the other side. I pulled away the tape, then sliced open the envelope.