DAY 30: FRIDAY

Wow. Somehow, my worst school night ever might have led to my BEST school night ever. Funny how things work out.

Last night started with a burned pork chop dinner. I thanked Mom for making it, but she said she DIDN'T make it. Chloe made it, as a special surprise for me.

Well I practically fell over when I heard that, but Chloe just smiled and offered me another chop. I guess she wanted to thank me for standing up for her at school.

Then Sam was the first one to greet me at school. He bounced right over.

I looked over my shoulder, in case he was smiling at someone standing behind me. Nope. That big, goofy grin was meant for me.

Sam said he was sorry for thinking I wrote that letter to Willow. Turns out, it was BONES who wrote the letter!

I asked Sam how he knew. He said that after Willow got my note at her house, she used a potion of Invisibility to spy on Bones. She knew he kind of had a crush on her. And sure enough, she caught him telling one of his friends about the letter.

Anyway, Sam said he and Willow were back together now. Then he gave me a special gift from Willow: a bottle of splash potion I could use on Bones the next time he got in my face.

So now I'm thinking that having a witch in my circle of friends might not be such a bad thing.

I might not even HAVE to use a potion on Bones, though. He didn't come anywhere near me at school last night.

But you know who did? Eddy Enderman.

He caught my eye, and when I didn't look away, he teleported right next to me.

I wasn't the least bit scared. In fact, I just said hey. Then I asked him what happened to him last weekend in the schoolyard, right before the storm. I was still kind of sore about that.

Eddy just said that he's not a fan of rain—and he had needed to get home before the clouds broke.

Then it all made sense. Endermen can't get wet. I KNEW that! So I guess Eddy wasn't avoiding me that day. He just didn't want to get caught in the storm.

Anyway, that's not what he wanted to talk about last night. He said his mom told him about my history report. It turns out that his mom is Mrs. Enderwoman. Who knew?

Eddy said he was named after his grandpa, just like I was named after my great-great-grandpa. I figured that meant his grandpa's name was Eddy. But he said Edward was actually his middle name—that his real name is Louis.

LOUIS EDWARD ENDERMAN.

He said it just like that. Then he was gone.

I'm pretty sure that I'm the only boy at school who knows Eddy's real name.

Except maybe Ziggy Zombie.

Ziggy came up to me right after Eddy left. First, he said my rash looked better. He seemed kind of disappointed about that. Then he asked why I ditched him at the sleepover. He must have been working up his courage all week to ask me that.

I felt kind of bad about it, too. Maybe, in a way, Ziggy looks up to me like I look up to Eddy. And I really should be nicer to him, even if he has terrible table manners.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that blowing up at school might not have been the WORST thing I've ever done.

I still don't think violence is the answer. I think that whenever you can, you should make like a slime and try to let things bounce off you.

But every once in a while, you might have to fight back against a bully. Or a vending machine.

Just sayin' …