DAN CALLED OUT to Madison in the crowded hallway at school on Wednesday afternoon. “Maddie!” Madison nearly crashed into a pack of ninth graders when she heard him. “Wait!” Dan yelled again. He was gasping for air by the time he finally caught up to Madison. “Dan,” Madison said. “This is so funny...
Just when I think I’m getting behind in my school work, I get a killer assignment that just about GUARANTEES me an A (or maybe an A+, fingers so crossed) in Mr. Gibbons’s English class. It’s like someone just handed me the golden ticket in Willy Wonka. We started “journali...
FIONA WAS standing with Aimee at her locker, waving frantically. “Hey, guys!” Madison called. “Listen, I’ve got to ask Mrs. Wing something, I’ll be back in a minute, okay?” “We’ll be here,” Aimee promised, pulling her heavy Spanish book from her locker. “Until the first bell rings, anyway.” Madis...
She’d tossed and turned all night. Mom was up early, too. She looked more dressed up than usual, in tailored black pants and a crimson-colored, chenille turtleneck sweater. Mom moved around the kitchen as if she were walking on air, even though she was wearing high-heeled boots. Madison had gotte...
FINN,” MR. Books, the librarian, said as he handed Madison a book on the First Ladies of the American Revolution. Madison had hurried to the sixth-floor library the minute school was over. When Mr. Gibbons had asked everyone to discuss their paper topics in class, she and Fiona practically crawle...
Mom said to Madison as soon as she’d walked in the front door. Madison grinned. “It was so cool, Mom. The people, the arena—they had this circus theme—and the singing and there was a real live elephant on stage, too.” “An elephant?” Mom asked. “Yup,” Madison said. “And clowns, and a guy on stilts...
She had hated gym class from the moment seventh grade started. Before the winter holidays, Madison’s gym class was scheduled in the afternoon. Now, gym was in the morning, first period on Mondays. The worst part was wearing the dreaded gym uniform. Its ugly blue polyester gym shorts made Madison’...
Danehy’s science classroom. “What’s the big deal?” Madison asked. Then she read the note. Attention, Students in Science Classes 7 and 8: Mr. Danehy will not be in school today. Please meet at the regular time in the library. Mr. Books, the librarian, will pass out all ass...
After leaving school early today, I drove with Aimee over to her house. Mrs. Gillespie made this tofu broth soup thing that made me want to puke. How am I supposed to eat mystery food when I have chills and a fever? I don’t know how Aim eats that stuff. It had green strands in it called seaweed k...
Madison announced. Her friends didn’t hear her. They were busy pushing their way through the turnstiles. Down a tiled corridor, the train was just pulling in with a whoosh of cold underground air. “Let’s dash!” Aunt Mimi called out as she ran for the train. The girls scrambled into the subway car...