Chapter Five: Friends Four-ever
Gordo's POV
We soon moved onto pre-kindergarten, and once again, our teacher was Miss Johnson. It wasn't much different from preschool, except for the fact that we were allowed to go on the monkey bars in pre-kindergarten, and in preschool you had to stick to the swings and slides.
I had a weird feeling about Miss Johnson, as if she was always watching me, but I decided to ignore it. I mean, why would a grown-up spy on me?
Oh, yeah, and Matthew McGuire was born in December. Lizzie was relieved that her parents weren't giving her away, and began to love the new baby in the house. She said having a little brother made her feel like a big girl. Little did she know...
Katlyn Saunders (A/N: No relation to Kate Saunders, okay? That was just a mistake. They meet Kate in kindergarten. This is a different person. Sorry for the confusion.) never really paid attention to Lizzie after that one day. She had her own life.
But as soon as Katlyn stopped bugging Lizzie, another bully came to school. His name was Evan. Evan Kendrick. He really had a bad reputation, even in pre-kindergarten. He was known to be mean and take your cookies away from you and stick ants in your hair during naptime.
And he could *really* freak Lizzie out.
***
"No way!" Lizzie said. "I am *not* turning 5."
"Why?" I said, kicking the mulch under the swings. "I turned five and it was okay."
"NO!" Lizzie exclaimed. "Evan says that if you turn five, you have to go to the big school. And at the big school you have to go to school with really, really old people, like fifth graders! It's called kingerdarten."
"So what if we gotta go to school with fifth graders?" I said. "They're so old that they won't even care about us."
"No, Gordo! See, Evan's brother is a first grader at the big school, and he says that the big kids always punch him, like they do in those movies."
I gasped. "Really?"
She nodded "Evan says that they take your lunch and take out all the good stuff, like the cookies, and gives you back the liverwurst." She shivered.
'Evan does that.' I thought to myself. 'And it's not so bad.'
I shook my head. "Lizzie, Tally's sister is in fifth grade. She's nice. She'll make the big kids stay away from us." I assured. (A/N: Tally is someone they met in preschool.)
Lizzie didn't look so sure. "Maybe."
***
"And they steal your class pet and tell the teacher you did it. And they scribble all over your pretty pictures. And they..." Evan was running out of ways to freak Lizzie out. "...do other stuff."
I stuck my tongue out at him from curb.
It was a hot day in Hillridge on June 18th while Lizzie and I were jumping on her trampoline when Evan Kendrick interrupted us. He was with his older brother, Alex, and they were both on the verge of making poor little Lizzie cry.
Alex put on a scared face. "And when you turn five, you have to learn how to ride a bike without training wheels!"
Lizzie gasped. "But I'd fall!"
I gritted my teeth. This was enough. I was getting mad. One more word out of those two and I'd...
"...and in kindergarten, they make you eat bugs!"
Lizzie yelped.
"Shut up, Evan!" I yelled at both of them.
Lizzie, Evan, and Alex gasped. "You said a bad word!" Evan exclaimed. "I'm telling my mommy!" He ran off, his older brother trailing behind him.
Lizzie looked at me. "Thanks, Gordo." She smiled. "They were really making me scared." She came up to me and hugged me tight.
I hugged back. "So, are you gonna turn five now?"
Her face looked thoughtful. "Only if you eat my bugs for me." She said. "Ewwww."
I wasn't exactly thrilled about eating bugs, but smiled. "Okay."
Gordo's POV
We soon moved onto pre-kindergarten, and once again, our teacher was Miss Johnson. It wasn't much different from preschool, except for the fact that we were allowed to go on the monkey bars in pre-kindergarten, and in preschool you had to stick to the swings and slides.
I had a weird feeling about Miss Johnson, as if she was always watching me, but I decided to ignore it. I mean, why would a grown-up spy on me?
Oh, yeah, and Matthew McGuire was born in December. Lizzie was relieved that her parents weren't giving her away, and began to love the new baby in the house. She said having a little brother made her feel like a big girl. Little did she know...
Katlyn Saunders (A/N: No relation to Kate Saunders, okay? That was just a mistake. They meet Kate in kindergarten. This is a different person. Sorry for the confusion.) never really paid attention to Lizzie after that one day. She had her own life.
But as soon as Katlyn stopped bugging Lizzie, another bully came to school. His name was Evan. Evan Kendrick. He really had a bad reputation, even in pre-kindergarten. He was known to be mean and take your cookies away from you and stick ants in your hair during naptime.
And he could *really* freak Lizzie out.
***
"No way!" Lizzie said. "I am *not* turning 5."
"Why?" I said, kicking the mulch under the swings. "I turned five and it was okay."
"NO!" Lizzie exclaimed. "Evan says that if you turn five, you have to go to the big school. And at the big school you have to go to school with really, really old people, like fifth graders! It's called kingerdarten."
"So what if we gotta go to school with fifth graders?" I said. "They're so old that they won't even care about us."
"No, Gordo! See, Evan's brother is a first grader at the big school, and he says that the big kids always punch him, like they do in those movies."
I gasped. "Really?"
She nodded "Evan says that they take your lunch and take out all the good stuff, like the cookies, and gives you back the liverwurst." She shivered.
'Evan does that.' I thought to myself. 'And it's not so bad.'
I shook my head. "Lizzie, Tally's sister is in fifth grade. She's nice. She'll make the big kids stay away from us." I assured. (A/N: Tally is someone they met in preschool.)
Lizzie didn't look so sure. "Maybe."
***
"And they steal your class pet and tell the teacher you did it. And they scribble all over your pretty pictures. And they..." Evan was running out of ways to freak Lizzie out. "...do other stuff."
I stuck my tongue out at him from curb.
It was a hot day in Hillridge on June 18th while Lizzie and I were jumping on her trampoline when Evan Kendrick interrupted us. He was with his older brother, Alex, and they were both on the verge of making poor little Lizzie cry.
Alex put on a scared face. "And when you turn five, you have to learn how to ride a bike without training wheels!"
Lizzie gasped. "But I'd fall!"
I gritted my teeth. This was enough. I was getting mad. One more word out of those two and I'd...
"...and in kindergarten, they make you eat bugs!"
Lizzie yelped.
"Shut up, Evan!" I yelled at both of them.
Lizzie, Evan, and Alex gasped. "You said a bad word!" Evan exclaimed. "I'm telling my mommy!" He ran off, his older brother trailing behind him.
Lizzie looked at me. "Thanks, Gordo." She smiled. "They were really making me scared." She came up to me and hugged me tight.
I hugged back. "So, are you gonna turn five now?"
Her face looked thoughtful. "Only if you eat my bugs for me." She said. "Ewwww."
I wasn't exactly thrilled about eating bugs, but smiled. "Okay."