Digital Disaster! by Rachel Wise

Author:Rachel Wise
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Spotlight

Chapter 8

Writing Partners Flirt Through Entire Meeting. Miss Everything.

Finally Tuesday evening came around. Michael and I sat in the auditorium waiting for the meeting about the test scandal to begin. We had both gotten there early and sat in the front row in order to hear and see everything. I’d wondered if we would go together, but Michael had to meet me there after his baseball game and dinner with his team. My mother drove me, but she sat with some of the other mothers she knew and let me have my own space with Michael. I didn’t even have to ask her. She’s just a cool mom like that. Hailey was there as well, but she sat with her mom. She told me to work hard so we’d have extra fun this weekend. I looked over at Michael, who was tapping his pencil on his notebook. I couldn’t help admiring his strong hands for a moment. The old me would think that I was distracting myself from my work, but the Aqua-Fantasy-nail-polished me thought it was just fine. I might be working, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t crush on him a little bit.

We still hadn’t heard anything definitive about who might have done it, but I knew the article wasn’t about cracking the case; it was about reporting the events that had happened and the effects it was having on our community. I was also anxious to get the meeting over with, finish the article, and have the same amount of fun my nails seemed to be having. Lots of people had been coming up to me asking me what kind the polish was so they could try it too. I smiled thinking that Allie was a pretty cool trendsetter. And I have to admit, just talking about nail polish made me feel like the kind of girl who wasn’t always bogged down by her responsibilities and has, well, fun. Why couldn’t I be both?

“Cool color, Paste,” Michael said, pointing to my nails with his pencil. Wow. Now even a boy was noticing. This stuff was magic. “Maybe I should call you Nailsy,” he said, and nudged me with his shoulder.

“Now, that’s just weird.” I gave him my best flirty smile and nudged him back. I was wearing a green blousy shirt that looked great with my nails and my lucky little silver hoops. Once again, just because I was here for an article didn’t mean I shouldn’t look my best.

“Yeah, guess you’re right,” Michael said. “Pasty fits you better.”

“You’re hilarious,” I responded, still grinning. This meeting was turning out to be much more fun than I had thought. Writing Partners Flirt Through Entire Meeting. Miss Everything. I had better get into pay-attention mode or else.

I looked around. The place was packed and more people were piling in. Then Mr. Pfeiffer came up to the podium. He tapped on the mike for a few seconds and cleared his throat. A hush fell over the room. Michael and I had our pencils at the ready, all set to take note-taking.

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