Ten Good and Bad Things About My Life (So Far) by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

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V. JBIII and I had a fight.

A. It started at WaterWorks.

B. It continued at the Garlic Festival.

The next morning Lexie and I left our apartment and rode the elevator to the lobby. We sailed by John, who was engaged in a conversation with Mrs. Olson and was trying very hard to appear interested in what she called the blowhole on her flute, which I thought only whales had blowholes, but whatever.

I was thankful that Mrs. Olson didn’t see me since I didn’t want to have a conversation with her about Bitey’s rude behavior. I ran outside and looked across the street, expecting to see JBIII in front of his building, but he wasn’t there. Lexie and I waited for five minutes, Lexie checking her watch approx. every eight to ten seconds, and finally she said, “Maybe he’s sick today.”

“Maybe,” I said doubtfully.

“You want to ask his doorman to call his apartment?”

I squirmed. “Um, no.”

Lexie stared at me. “Everything all right? Did you and JBThree make up yet?”

“Everything is totally fine.”

“Okay. Well, let’s go on to the bus stop. Maybe one of JBThree’s parents will bring him later.”

“Or maybe he’s already there,” I said hopefully.

He wasn’t. And he still wasn’t there when I caught sight of the bus chugging up Fourteenth Street. But a minute later when the bus was idling at the curb and we were starting to board, JBIII suddenly came hurrying along Sixth Avenue with his father.

I started to call to him, but Jill was standing in line behind me, and she pushed me up the steps, like she was in a great big hurry to be person #6 to get on at our stop. I sat in the first empty seat I saw and slid over to the window, leaving the aisle side free for my best friend. But JBIII walked past me, talking and laughing with Austin, and they found a seat in the back with a couple of other Dudes.

At least JBIII hadn’t sat with Jill.

Lexie settled herself behind the bus driver, and I saw her turn around and look at me like, “Is there anything I need to know?”

I shrugged and got a pad of paper out of my backpack and drew a picture of Jill encountering a water snake, even though none of this was really her fault.

Then I thought for a while and decided that JBIII was not the only one who could ignore people, and so I ignored him for the entire day at Camp Merrimac, including lunchtime and free time, and by the afternoon I thought he looked a little sad, like Bitey looks when he’s found a Q-tip and you take it away from him before he can eat the cotton swab.

The buses arrived, and JBIII was the very first person to board ours. This time he sat by himself.

I walked past him.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw JBIII’s mouth open and his brow crease into a frown, but this frown wasn’t annoyed; it was sad

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