Maybe do the same thing to them that they were doing to me and Emily’s friends. I kept thinking maybe Emily would be next. If so, I’d slam those suckers somehow. As I walked to school the next morning, I called Emily and told her what I was thinking. “Colin, it’s so not you,” she said. “It’s not your style. Besides, I think it will backfire.” “But we need to do something—at least for Amanda and Marissa.” “Go to Mr. Miller. Tell him what’s going on.” “Are you kidding?” I asked. “He already thinks I’m the troublemaker. And he thinks I’m a liar as well. Why don’t you go talk to him?” Emily was silent. She didn’t have to say it. If she got involved, everyone would know one way or the other. That’s the way it worked at school. And then if it wasn’t Lump and Cave getting revenge, it would be someone else on her case for ratting. “Damn,” I said. “Miller hates my guts. I hate his guts. He’ll think I’ve made up the whole thing and throw it back in my face.
