To pay him back, Mr. Saunders kept me busy in the computer lab. I had to clean computer screens, polish scanner glass, and change ink cartridges every day. I found out why I hadn’t seen Willy, too. He got sick over the weekend and missed three days of school. He was back on Thursday but was still too weak to mess with anybody. But now it was Friday. I got word from Jesse that Willy was feeling more like his old self. Isn’t that nice for Willy, I thought. I turned my Willy radar back on and managed to steer clear of the bully all morning. At noon I was rounding the corner on the way to the cafeteria when I ran straight into Willy and his “goon squad.” My luck had just run out. “Watch where you’re going, Tonto,” Willy said. He pushed me to the floor like I was a stack of straw. My books scattered everywhere. Willy and his friends laughed like fiends. I tried to ignore them and just began picking up my books and papers. “What’s the matter, redskin?” Willy taunted. “Leave your tomahawk back in the tipi?”
