Not only did I get a one-day suspension.
Not only did Mrs. Bevan call my parents and get me in crazy trouble at home.
But now I have a police record.
Because according to Culvert Prep’s zero tolerance policy, the school has to report any threats of physical violence to the police. And according to Xander, what I wrote on his wall was a threat of physical violence.
Even though it was actually just a threat of DIGITAL violence.
And even though, thanks to Akash, it was only going to be temporary.
And even though I never even followed through on it.
Because, really, what was the point? I’d had enough. I was done.
And when Akash’s program automatically restored Reese’s castle and soldiers, my brother was so happy he ran through the apartment yelling “SKA-DA-BOOOSH!” and “HIBBITY ZIB-ZAB!”
Which I guess for Reese was like the equivalent of when World War II ended, and everybody went to Times Square to make out with sailors.
I lost.
I just wish there was some kind of program Akash could run on my life to erase the whole thing so it never happened.
I don’t get it. If you wish it never happened, why are you writing a whole book about it?
Because people have to understand it was your fault!
But it wasn’t my fault.
Yes, it was!
No, it wasn’t. Read the book if you don’t believe me.
Did YOU read the book?
No.
Sorry. I’m going to! Eventually.
But I don’t HAVE to read it. I was there! Starting with the toaster pastry—
It doesn’t—!
It’s not—!
Look…
I HAVE to be able to explain… why my police record… WASN’T MY FAULT.
Explain to who?
People!
What people?
People in the future!
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Of course you don’t! Because all you want to do with your life is be a professional soccer player!
And nobody cares if a soccer player has a police record. They probably ALL do!
But I CAN’T HAVE ONE!
Why not?
Because… just forget it.
Is this about you wanting to be president?
No!
Really?
REALLY?
Okay, yes.
Do NOT make fun of me! Just because I set very high goals for myself—
I’m not making fun of you! I think it’s totally cool.
Really?
Yeah! Do you know how awesome it’d be for me if my sister was the president? I could, like, hang out at the White House whenever I wanted—
I don’t know about “whenever”—
Oh, come on!
Definitely sometimes. Just not, like, every day.
But that’s the thing—if I have a police record, it’ll come out during, like, the New Hampshire primary, and I’ll never get elected!
Are you kidding? By the time you’re old enough to be president? EVERYBODY will have a police record.
That is ridiculous.
No, seriously. I heard, like, America puts more people in jail than any other country in the world. So we’re basically ALL going to jail at some point.
You realize that’s completely insane, right?
Whatever. You’ll get elected anyway! You’re totally brilliant. You’re, like, the smartest person in our class.
You really think that?
Duh! It’s obvious.
Ohmygosh… That is such a nice thing to say.
Well, I mean it. Just because I hate you doesn’t mean you’re not awesome.
Thanks, Reese.
You’re a really nice person, you know that?
I dunno. I guess so.
I mean, you’re so nice it’s actually hard to be in a war with you. It’s like being in a war with a golden retriever.
Ugh! What a mess. I never should’ve put that fish in your backpack.
Well, look on the bright side—if you hadn’t, you never would’ve found out Jens likes you.
WHAT?????!!!!!!
You didn’t know that?
NO, I DID NOT. TELL ME EVERYTHING.
Well, after that whole “Vest Song” thing—seriously, I am SO sorry—
It’s fine! Just keep going!
Well, a bunch of us were ripping on him about it at practice. And he was, like, “I don’t care. Your sister is cute. I HOPE that song was about me.”
OHMYGOSHYOU’RETOTALLYLYINGHEDIDNOTSAYTHAT!
No, he did. He said it. Seriously.
Why did I not know this???!!! Why didn’t you tell me?
Because you weren’t talking to me. And by the time you started again, it was, like, weeks later. And I just kind of forgot.
You are the greatest brother ever.
You’re just saying that.
True. But I sort of mean it, too. I gotta go tell Sophie. This is CRAZY!
So we’re cool, right? With this war thing? Truce?
Truce. Totally.