Chapter 6

That day in Media Immersions Manny checked her email desperately hoping that Question Mark answered. But when she opened her email she only found an email from JT.

Dear Manny, I have a confession. You will probably hate me but I have to tell you. Toby and I hacked into your email and sent Question Mark that letter. I only did it because I was jealous since I really like you. Please forgive me Manny. Sorry, James T. Yorke

She looked across the room to see JT looking at her hopefully. She wrote him a reply.

JT, You idiot. I hope you're happy. Question Mark will never speak to me again. You better not ever speak to me again JT. Sincerely you ex-friend, Manuella Santos

She sent it and saw JT read it. His face instantly dropped.

'You deserve it' she thought to herself. Then he looked up at her pleadingly, she just looked away and emailed Emma.

Emma, It turned out to be JT who emailed Question Mark. He apologized but I wont forgive him. Your best friend, Manny

She sent it to Emma then looked at her. She saw Emma read it and look up shocked. Manny just nodded her head and then got back to her research. The next day at lunch Manny found a rose and a note on her locker.

Dear Manuella, You probably don't know who this is but it's me Question Mark. I'm sorry I didn't believe you but I do now. I got an email from James Tiberius Yorke saying it was him that sent the email and really regrets it. He really got me thinking and I realized you couldn't have written that email and I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Please forgive me,

Question Mark

Manny ran to find Emma or JT. She found JT first.

"JT!!! Thank you!" she said as soon as she reached him.

"For what?" JT asked, confused.

"Telling Question Mark the truth!" Manny was overly excited now. "He believes it and will talk to me again!"

"I'm glad you're happy Manny." JT said forcing a smile.

"I have to go find Emma!" Manny said. She skipped down the hall and spotted Emma opening her locker, "Em!" she called.

"Wow, you seem happier that earlier, another rose huh?" Emma asked.

"Read this." Manny said and shoved the letter at her friend. Emma took it and scanned through it.

"Manny that's great!" Emma said. That night Manny was in her room taking off her makeup when she got a message on her computer.

QuestionMark: Hey Manny

Smileygirl: hey, thanks for believing me.

QuestionMark: it's all good; anyway I think I'm ready for you to know who I am.

Smileygirl: well then who are you?

QuestionMark: I won't tell you. Meet me somewhere, how about at the park under the willow tree by the pond, at around 5 Friday night?

Smileygirl: I have to wait til Friday?

QuestionMark: yea the 3 days will fly by

QuestionMark has signed off at 8:30 pm.

'Friday' Manny thought. She signed off and got ready for bed to dream of Friday at 5.

~*~Wednesday morning~*~

Manny woke up refreshed and happy. She jumped in the shower, braided her hair, put on a knee length skirt with a white tube top. She grabbed her things and went down for breakfast. Her mom wasn't up yet so she made herself breakfast. While she was making waffles her mom came down.

"Mama, you want me to make you waffles too?" she asked.

"No thank you sweetie. You sure seem happy." Her mother replied.

"I think this week will be a good one." Manny said as she poured orange juice. She ate her breakfast and then left for school. The rest of the week went by fast for Manny. Before she knew it, she was getting ready to meet Question Mark. She was looking for her lucky shirt when her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Manny it's Emma."

"Hey Em, what's up?"

"Are you getting ready?"

"Yea, I'm looking for my lucky pink shirt." Manny said

"Are you going to wear jeans or a skirt?"

"Oh here it is. Um, I think I'm going to wear jean Capri's with my hair half up."

"Sounds great. Just wanted to wish you luck."

"Thanks Em." Manny said and hung up and finished getting ready. She grabbed her bag and went out the door and started walking to the park. When she got there she walked towards the willow tree near the pond. As she approached she saw a figure but couldn't tell who it was.