Powerup77: i’m hearing weird stuff NYgrrrl979: i-girl—is it true???? Gridster22: what are u hearing? NYgrrrl979: u made up some story to ditch mathfest Gridster22: NOT TRUE Powerup77: thats what I thought Gridster22: mia—u think its true? NYgrrrl979: no no no no no Gridster22: because it happened NYgrrrl979: so you were really???? Gridster22: yeah NYgrrrl979: but who would do it???? Powerup77: if we knew who this would be o-ver Gridster22: yeah NYgrrrl979: or why???? Powerup77: same answer—u not getting it girl Gridster22: stace—who told u? Powerup77: sean—but lots of people seem to know Gridster22: lots? NYgrrrl979: it must have been so scary Powerup77: you ok? They got on the phone. Ingrid told them the whole story. “Morning, petunia,” said Mr. Sidney as Ingrid stepped on the bus. “Morning, Mr. Sidney.” A normal Monday start, but after that things changed. At first it was just an uneasy feeling. Ingrid sat down beside Mia. The uneasy feeling didn’t come from Mia, who said, “Hey,”
