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Here's the next chapter, though it's kind of short.

"Okay, Maddie, tomorrow's the big day!" she said. "Tomorrow, the bus will be waiting for you so it can take you to school." My eyes got big at that comment. Nobody said anything 'bout a bus!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I said. "Whadda you mean 'bout the bus?"

Mommy smacked her forehead with her hand. "Oh, Maddie, I forgot to mention it. You'll be taking the school bus to school every day."

All of a sudden my tummy hurted. I never went on a bus before.

"Guess what?" I said.

"What?"

"I don't wanna go to Kindergarten tomorrow."

Mommy ruffled my hair. "Don't worry, it'll be fun. You're just a bit nervous. Once you get there--"

"I won't like it," I finished for her.

"No, no, Maddie. You'll love it. I promise," Mommy hugged me. "Goodnight."

"'Night…" she left room.

I didn't sleep good 'cause I kept worrying about the bus all night.

I slowly blinked my eyes open. Then I groaned. 'Cause it was morning already and that meant Kindergarten was today.

I couldn't eat my cereal and I couldn't drink my orange juice.

I pushed my food away and left the kitchen and went back into my room. Then I saw my favorite stuffed animal bunny named Princess. It's just Princess because I couldn't think of anything else to name it.

"What's wrong, Maddie?" Princess asked.

"I don't e'zactly wanna go to Kindergarten today," I said back.

"Why don't you pretend to be sick? Then you won't be able to go to school," she told me. I clapped happily.

"I will, Princess! That is the bestest idea I ever heard of!" I danced around my room very happy. I ran all the way to Mommy.

"Ow…" I moaned, falling to the floor.

"Oh my…Maddie, what's the matter?" Mommy rushed to my side.

"My head hurts…" I mumbled. "I think it's the flu."

"Hold on, honey, let me get the thermometer." She rushed in the bathroom to get it.

"Hurry, Mommy!" She came in. "My tummy is getting worse."

She looked at me suspiciously. "Wait, I thought you told me that your head hurt, not your tummy."

I gasped. "I mean…my head's getting worse…I don't think I can go to Kindergarten ever again."

She shook her head. "Madeline Margaret Genevieve Miranda Catherine Evans-Fitzpatrick, you are going to go to Kindergarten today."

"But Mommy…"

She just went into the bathroom and started my bath water. I did a huffy breath. 'Cause my plan didn't work.