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EXACTLY 8:58 IN THE MORNING,
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 12TH

Sometimes Ms. Carol helps Larry too. Like right now. We are in science working on a lab. Larry has to light a Bunsen burner with a metal tool called a striker. It has flint and steel in it. Then we have to see what color some chemicals turn in a bunch of test tubes when he puts them in the fire. Mr. Crew the science teacher said we have to record the data which means we have to write the colors down and see how long it takes for them to turn color. Right now they are all white.

Mr. Crew picked groups for the experiment. He put me and Larry in a group with Michelle Whipple. Michelle Whipple asked if she could go in another group because I attacked her once before but Mr. Crew said we all need to learn to get along.

“Put your arm braces here,” says Ms. Carol to Larry. She touches the heater next to the wall. “Then you can lean on the counter and light the flame. I’ll turn on the gas for you.”

Michelle Whipple is in charge of writing down the data. She has a clipboard and pencil out. She is watching Larry closely.

I am watching her.

I have my Snoopy pad in my left hand and my Snoopy pencil in my right. Plus I am wearing my red sweatshirt with the pocket in the front. It is perfect for today which is why I wore it.

“Here we go,” says Ms. Carol.

She turns on the gas. Larry starts squeezing the striker. It makes a clicking-scraping sound.

Michelle Whipple looks at the clock and writes down the time.

I take a step back and drop my Snoopy pencil into her backpack.

I bend down to pick it up. I feel around and grab something flat and rectangle-shaped. I put it in my pocket and stand up again.

“Good job,” Ms. Carol says to Larry.

Larry starts singing about good vibrations. He moves his head back and forth like a chicken and his voice gets louder. He winks at me and then closes his eyes and keeps singing.

“Steady with that test tube, Larry,” says Ms. Carol. “And keep your eyes open.”

I walk behind Michelle Whipple and peek in my pocket. The flat rectangle-shaped thing is a candy bar.

In my brain I say, Well dang!

I bend down to try again. I put my hand back into the backpack. My fingers find my Snoopy pencil.

“Ginny?” says Michelle Whipple.

I stand up fast. “I dropped my pencil,” I say. And hold it out to show her.

Michelle Whipple bends down and makes a mean face at me. The backpack is between us. She zips it shut and says, “Next time, tell me and I’ll get it for you.”

We finish the experiment. When the bell rings I go to my locker to get my flute for band. I also get my music and my water bottle. Then I go to the band room and sit down in my chair to eat the candy bar. I will share it with Larry when he gets here.