Chapter 3: I want my ice cream!!

After school, Laura was hanging out with her friends, so Lucy and I didn’t have to pick her up. Instead, we decided to do homework at our favorite ice cream place, Jake and Jill’s Ice Cream. I know the owners there, and it’s a quiet place. So, it’s a great place to work on homework and talk with friends. And by friends, I mean Lucy and Laura. Anyways, I was walking slower than usual, because of my huge homework pile.
“Man! Math totally stinks! My back hurts even more worse every second! This is like falling off a gate and getting attacked by a huge dog for an hour, because I tried to give them something completely worthless!” I almost fell because the extra math was heavy.
“Maybe you should be more careful in class.” Lucy grabbed my hand, stopping me from falling.
“Maybe you shouldn’t give me advice that won’t help me at all! You know she’s been out to get me since we first met!” I glared.
I remember the first day we met. It was the first day of school, and Lucy and I were walking down the hall. When, I turned the corner, and bumped into her.
“Lucy! You know you’re not allowed to pick homeless children off the street and bring them here! What if she has a disease!” Ms. Kelly disciplined.
“What do you mean!? I’ll have you know I go to school here, starting today! And what do you mean by homeless!?” I snapped.
“I meant that no one as dumb and horrible-dressing as you could have made it into this school!” That was the first time I saw her evil smile. “The only way you could have passed, is if you cheated!”
“What!? I’ll have you know, I may be slow and bad at PE, but I have never cheated once in my life! I can prove it too!” I sure have a loud mouth.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah!”
“How?”
“How about you give me a quiz in anything other than PE? If I get 90 percent or above correct, you have to admit that I’m not a cheater!” I offered.
“And if you get lower than 90, you have to announce in front of the principal that you cheated on star testing, and you’ll have to repeat fifth grade!” Yeah... No comment.
“I accept!” Why I was such an idiot back then, I do not know.
“Alright then. And I won’t even tell you what subject I’m doing!”Ms. Kelly teased. Twenty minutes later, Ms. Kelly had finished making her test. Right then, I didn't know she taught math. So, I was worried.
“Ready? Begin.” Ms. Kelly smirked. I took a look at the first question. Then, I read the rest of the questions. I snickered and raised my hand.
“Yes?” Ms. Kelly saw my hand.
“Do you think I’m stupid? You taught my sister, didn’t you. This is the first packet of homework my sister got in seventh grade math.” I knew I had her. I started to answer questions. If there’s one thing my sister has taught me about school, it’s her first week in seventh grade math. Fifteen minutes later, I handed in my test. After she looked at the first question, the gap between her lips was bigger that the gap in the Grand Canyon.
“Thanks a lot Ms. Kelly! Now I’ve got a sudden craving for bird food! And by bird food, I mean blackberries.” my stomach growled.
“You were thinking about the Grand Canyon again, weren’t you? And, why do you always think of bird food when you think about the Grand Canyon?” Lucy came in through the unnecessarily, large door.
“I think it has something do with the state capital. You know. Phoenix. What’s a phoenix again?” I dropped my pencil.
“It’s a mythical bird that’s springs from the ashes of fire. By mythical, I mean it’s a myth till I prove otherwise.” Lucy schemed.
“You got every single question correct.” I think Ms. Kelly’s eyeballs almost fell out of her skull.
“It’s funny how I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday, but I remember the answers she wrote on the packet. It was half cheating I guess cause I’d seen it before. So, it’s a tie! That way everyone’s happy!” I’m pretty good at settling bets that end badly either way.
“I’ll get you one day, Shutes! One day! Then, you’ll wish you had lost the bet!” She sounded like an evil villain from a TV show.
“Is that what you said to Tina on the first day. Cause she’s still waiting.” Tina is actually still waiting for Ms. Kelly’s payback.
“Burn!” looks like someone had been eavesdropping. And that someone was Viper. I’m mean Veronica. But, is there really a difference?
“Hey, Vicious!” I heart nicknames.
“Don’t you mean Veronica?” Ms. Kelly obviously doesn’t understand the concept of nicknaming.
“How is that different? I was nicknaming her with her synonym,” Score two for Susie.
“Double burn!” That’s why Lucy is awesome. That’s why Ms. Kelly’s hated me ever since. That’s also why she hates Veronica, too. Sorry! This has nothing to do with the story! Moving on!

When we got to the ice cream shop JJ's, I was so excited to eat like a pig since it was Lucy's treat.

"Hey girls! How are you? I'll be with you after I finish cleaning this table!" Jane was one the store owners. One thing I love about JJ's is the people who run it. Jane and her husband, Jake, are the only owners of JJ's, Jake and Jane's Ice Cream Cafe, and they're the best! I can't think of a single person who can top their ice cream! They’re practically family! You know, like the aunt and uncle that you see most often and love you like they raised you themselves. That’s my relationship with them, and they think of me, Lucy, and Laura as the three daughters they never had.
“Hi, Susie! Hi, Lucy! No Laura, I see!” Jane walked over to take our orders.
“Hey, Jane! She’s at a friend’s house.” Lucy replied in a not-so-shy tone. Jane has a superhero ability that allows her to have Lucy not be shy while she’s being normal. It’s scarier than when she goes paranormal crazy, and that’s pretty scary.
“That’s probably a good thing. It’s one less mouth to feed. And speaking of feeding mouths, it’s Lucy’s treat today. And you know what that means! Three double chocolate cookies and a Pomegranate Apple Ice Cream Special, please!” That’s my usual special. I love it with all my heart. I’d practically die without it.
“Sorry, Susie. We’re all out today.” I stared, waiting for her to say it was a joke. It wasn’t funny. Probably because she actually wasn’t joking. Remember when I said I’d die without it.
“But doesn’t the truck come around at this time?” Leave it to Lucy to create hope of Jane’s lies.
“That’s the problem. There is no truck.” By hope, I mean false hope. And that’s when I practically died inside.
“What happened?” Lucy also asks the stupid, obvious questions.
“Well, Jake told me not to tell anyone this, but you two are trustworthy. What happened was someone stole our truck, so we're stuck with whatever we've got until the police find it." Jane whispered so none the costumers could, which was kind of unnecessary because there was only one other person in here. Although, she was probably whispering because of Jake.
        "No way! That's awful!" Lucy whispered loudly, but not as loud as me, of course.
         "I can't believe no one's seen it yet. It's really amazing and strange when you think about it." Jane was right. It really was strange. Who steals an ice cream truck? Why would they steal it? Where was the truck? Was the ice cream okay? And what was I gonna eat until it was found? I answered my last question when I fell off my chair, still in shock, with a big fat 'Nothing'. I was gonna starve to death until that truck was back here with my ice cream.
         "Susie! You okay!?" Lucy gets worried easily.
         "I'm fine, just being stubborn and overreacting by starving to death until the ice cream gets here." I pouted, sat up, and stared at the table I had been sitting at twenty seconds ago.
         "Come on, Susie! You can't be serious! That could take weeks! You can't last that long!" Jane reasoned.
         "Yes, she can. She does this when she waits till the last minute to do a homework assignment. She doesn't eat or sleep till it's finished. That may be unhealthy, but it's effective." Lucy justified. I just sat thinking about how long it would be until the cops actually had a clue as to where it is. It took them two weeks to find an airplane that had crash landed because someone had flown the plane for flight training and had no idea where they were going. Me and my sister laughed about where they found the plane for days. They found it stuck in a mountain. Anyone could see it from the freeway, but it was a three-year-old who finally noticed it. The pilot crashed into the mountain because the plane turned left while he went to get an energy bar from the other side of the plane cause he forgot to turn on the auto-pilot, which was one of the only things he learned. When we first read that, I fell out of my chair laughing so hard, I was crying. I laughed even harder a week later when it turned out she had been reading an article about some popular TV show instead of the actual important things.
“Hey, when and where was it last seen? Was it anywhere near here?” Lucy sounded like a police cop from all the mystery books i read.

"It was last seen outside of the warehouse on the other side of town".

"Then, why is it getting gas at the gas station across the street?" Lucy pointed towards the gas station. We all looked and saw a green truck, covered in pictures of fruit, with a painted red and pink stripe. I'd recognize that truck of awesomeness anywhere.

"It's the truck!" we cried. Jake immediately ran out of the kitchen.

"Yes! I'll call the cops!" Jake rushed to the phone. 'Oh, great. The police. We have to call them. Of course they'll arrive here before the truck leaves, and not twenty minutes after.' I sarcastically think to myself. There's no way I could wait that long to eat ice cream. I wanted ice cream... Now. I stood up, glared at the truck, and ran towards the door.

"Wait, Susie! Where are you going!?" Lucy jumped up, ready to follow me.

"To kick butt and eat ice cream! See you later!" I ran out the door.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Stupid Homework!

Lucy and I were running like crazy when we finally reached the school. While running, we decided to talk about classes to get our minds off the fact that we were about 25 minutes late.
“Man! We are SO late! And my first class just had to be math with Ms. Kelly! She’ll probably give me extra homework!” I complained.
“She’s not all bad.” Lucy defended.
“Are we talking about the same person? How the heck is she not all bad!?! She gives extra homework if you sharpen your pencil!” I yelled. This was actually true. One time, I sharpened my pencil when it broke, and she gave me five more pages of homework! No joke or exaggeration there!
“She’s not Veronica. She hates her!” Lucy reasoned.
“Good point! That actually makes me like her more. That’s the best thing you ever said.” And that was true, also. Veronica is, well, saying that she’s ‘kind of a jerk’ is scratching the surface of the surface of the surface of the... you get the idea.
“We’re here and we’re thirty minutes late.” Lucy realized.
“It’s better than not coming at all! Come on!” I rushed her into the school quietly to make sure the hall monitor didn’t see us.
“See ya later, Susie! Good luck in math!” She whispered as she walked to 8th grade English.
“See ya!” I called in my loudest whisper so she’d hear me. Truth is, I have the loudest whisper in the whole school. Seriously! We had a loudest whisper contest, and a girl with hearing aids in the third row heard me. That’s two and a half feet away! Anyways, I got to the class door and took a deep breath. ‘Here comes the seven hours of torture.’ As I walked into the class, everyone turned and looked at me. I wished I was back at home eating my breakfast.
“Well look who decided to join us! I hope you can tell the class why you’re five minutes late to class?” Ms. Kelly said with that evil smile of hers. ‘Five minutes? What happened to the other thirty minutes? Oh, yeah! I turned the clock back by thirty minutes last week as a prank! I can’t believe she still hasn’t realized yet! Wow, she’s slow! Almost as slow as me!’
“Lucy and I had to take her younger sister to school. Laura, Lucy’s little sister, is kind of slow at getting ready like me. Lucy and I had to run to get here!” I explained. Sometimes, the half-truth is better than the whole truth.
“Well, I hope Laura won’t stop you from finishing your five extra pages of homework after school. Now why don’t you take a seat so I can introduce someone to you kids.” As I sat down, I heard the boys snickering. Yeah, I have three categories in my class: The Boys, The Populars, and The Loners. I’m one of the two kids in The Loners group. The other is Tracy, who only comes to school once a month because of a disease that I can’t pronounce. I feel sorry for her. I keep wishing to be friends, but she never talks to anyone so no one knows anything about her. It makes me wanna cry when I see her all alone. I think she’s coming next week.
“Alright, now if everyone's ready, I’d like to introduce our new transfer student!” Ms. Kelly announced, interrupting my thoughts.
“You can come in!” Ms. Kelly called.
“Do you think it’s a girl?” I heard a boy whisper to the boy behind me.
“I hope so! Especially one better than Susie!” The other boy whispered back.
“Oh, will you two knock it off! Especially you, Brian! Just because you have a crush on a certain girl I hate, doesn’t mean you you have to hate my guts!” I whispered in a voice as quiet as I could make it with them being able to hear me without turning my head. Brian, the boy who sits behind me, has a crush on Veronica and sorta hates me with the passion. Just then, a girl with long black hair in a pony tail walked in.
“Everyone! I’d like you to meet Julie Yamato!” Ms. Kelly announced.
“Um, it’s pronounced--” She started to correct.
“Yeah, I don’t care. Say hi to everybody!” Ms. Kelly cut off. Yeah, I hate my math teacher. It’s hard not to.
“Okay. Hi! My name’s Julie! Nice to meet you!” Julie said sweetly. I raised my hand impatiently.
“You can ask questions later! Now who will you sit next to. How about...” As Ms. Kelly looked around the room, I pointed to a seat right next to me frantically.
“How about with her?” Julie said as she pointed at the seat I was pointing at. I got a hopeful look on my face.
“Oh, no! You don’t want that! She’s an idiot.” Ms. Kelly said horrified at Julie’s choice.
“Thanks for telling her I have an A in the class, Ms. Kelly!” I yelled.
“Thanks for adding 5 more pages of extra homework to your work load, Sara.” She had her evil smile on her face again. Yep! Definitely hate her.The whole class laughed as I sat back down.
“I don’t mind sitting next to her, if that’s okay. I don’t want to keep the class waiting!” Julie rushed.
“Alright. Just don’t come crying when you wanna change seats!” Ms. Kelly warned. The whole class laughed so hard a few kids fell out of their seats. Yeah, I hate my class, too. The only two kids I like at this school are Lucy and Tracy. Maybe Julie might become one of my friends if she doesn’t get poisoned by Veronica first.
After math, I had science, P.E., and History. And then came lunch. I had my usual peanut butter and jelly sandwich, juice box, bag of pretzels, and a cookie. Lucy had her usual awesome lunch that she makes at about six in the morning. She makes Laura’s lunch, too. She had some left over turkey and mash potatoes & gravy from her dinner last night. She also had fruit salad, carrots, and a water bottle. I asked for a bit of turkey, and of course, she gave me some. But while I was chewing, I saw Veronica leading Julie over to her little hang out. I knew what that meant, so I swallowed and tapped Lucy on the shoulder.
“What is it?” Lucy asked as I gestured over to the ‘Snake’s Den’, as we called it.
“Is she with that new student you were talking about?” Lucy remembered.
“Yep! Watch my lunch, I’ll be right back.” I called as I rushed off.
“Hey! Susie! Wait up!” Lucy called back as she cleaned up our lunches, and ran after me. The ‘Snake’s Den’ was a little ally way, out of the teachers’ sight past the water fountain. Whenever I spied on Veronica, Lucy would pretend to drink from the water fountain while I listened in on the conversation. When their meeting was over, I’d nudge Lucy and we’d run to a little place to talk about what we heard. You may call it eavesdropping, but I call it ace detective work.
“You may think you’re all that, just because you’re the new girl. But around here, I’m known as the queen of the 7th grade. So, there are some rules you need to follow. Okay. Rule number one is to never call me Veronica unless you are in my inner circle. Non-inner circlers must call me Queen Veronica or-” Veronica stated, only to be cut off by yours truly.
“Veronica the Viper. You know, even in your little snake’s den, you should still pick on someone your own size.” I cut off as I stood like the mongoose that beat the snake, also known as Veronica the Viper.
“Ah! You just reminded me of rule number two. Hate Susie beyond all reason. Oh, and by the way, we’re the same height. As her last states. She shoots, she misses.” Veronica stated in her cruel, evil tone.
“Look who’s stupid now! The saying goes ‘She shoots, she scores’!” I corrected.
“Ha! Not in your case.” Veronica laughed coldly.
“Ooh! Burn!” Stacy, one of Veronica’s best friends, pointed out.
“Stacy! Can’t you just be quiet?!” April, Veronica’s other best friend, yelled.
“You know what? I’m not even gonna deal with you. You want to why?” Veronica asked evilly.
“No. Not really.” I answered plainly.
“Because, unlike you, I have a life. Now. If you’ll excuse me.” Veronica cruelly answered her own question, despite my response.
“And she tells me anyway!” I presented.
“Don’t you think that was a bit harsh, even for her?” Lucy questioned.
“Lucy. It’s Veronica. She’s the queen of being harsh.” I shrugged.
       "Whatever. Come on, girls. See you later Julie." Veronica snickered.
       "Hi! You okay? Don't worry about those three. Veronica says she's all that, but she's not." I reassured.
       "I... Uh... Gotta go. Bye!" Julie rushed.
       "Alright! Glad that's over with!" I cheered, changing the subject.
       "Just be glad none of the teachers saw." Lucy reminded.
       "Well, let's get out of here. Anyways, we going to J.J.'s after school?" I snuk out of the 'Snake's Den'.
        "You know it!" Lucy followed. After she answered, the bell rang and it was time for two more hours of torture. But, even I can't believe what happened after school.

Chapter 1: Late!

      “Susie! Hurry up or you're going to be late!”
         “Coming, Tina!” I started to rush down the stairs when I tripped and fell.
         “Ow! My back!” I yelled as Tina walked into the room.
         “Hurry up, slowpoke, and come eat your breakfast! Honestly! Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you. I mean, seriously! You do this every morning!”
         “You're the one who rushes me so much that I trip and fall!”
         “Well, that's because you wake up late, you're slow, and you're clumsy”. I was at a loss for words because 1.) She had a point and 2.) I was too hungry to fight. I got up and walked into the kitchen. One minute, I was staring at my breakfast, and the next minute, I was lying on the ground with two tongues in face that belonged to the cat and dog that had just jumped on me.
         “Ruby! Rose! Stop! Get off me! I’m going to be late for school! That tickles!” I cried in between giggles. I squirmed on the ground trying to get up when Tina picked them up off me.
         “And a good morning to you, too,” I giggled, trying to recover. As I sat down, Rose, my five year old cat (in human years), jumped on my lap, while Ruby, the same age as Rose (also in human years), sat next to my chair, hoping for scraps of food to fall.
         “Come on, Ruby! I’m not that messy!” I said in a whiny voice as Tina laughed. We then clasped our hands together as we did every morning.
         “May mom and dad come home safely from their trip,” we said in unison.
         “Jinx! You owe me a soda,” I yelled.
         “What type of soda?”
         “Sprite, of course!”
         “Okay! Eat your breakfast,” Tina annoyed. I stared at my breakfast drooling. There were pancakes with strawberries and wiped cream on top, waffles, hash browns, hard boiled eggs, biscuits & gravy, fruits(especially strawberries), omelets, cereal, cinnamon rolls, muffins, croissants, toast, bacon, breakfast sausage, coffee for me, a smoothie for Tina, and milk for Rose & Ruby(in their bowls, of course). I started drinking my coffee while Tina started yapping on about how yucky she thought it was.
    “I can’t understand why you like coffee so much! I mean it tastes awful and it stunts your growth! If mom and dad found out about this they'd ring my neck! Anyways, I’m gonna be coming home late for a few weeks starting tonight, and--”
    “--this is your apology slash request for me to do your chores. Am I right or am I right?” I finished. I always finished her sentences when it came to stuff like her part-time job at Courtney’s mom catering business. Courtney has been Tina’s best friend since kindergarten and let Tina join her family business to help with money problems. She always helps me with Tina’s surprise birthday parties and is really kind to me. Unlike a certain sister of mine.
    “What assignment did your client give you?”
    “We have to bring an ice sculpture replica for some museum artifact.”
    “What kind of artifact!?!” I was worried because I had a sinking feeling that something bad would happen if this was some sort of cursed jewel or something from past experiences.
    “Oh, some sort of jewel from ancient Egypt. I think it’s cursed or something.” That was just the opposite of what I wanted to hear.
    “Shouldn’t you be meeting Lucy soon.”
    “Huh?” I said looking at the clock. I only had ten minutes left to get ready for school and go meet Lucy at the corner to walk to school.
    “Fried Chicken!” I rushed all over the house getting ready worrying I'd be late. I was about to leave when I remembered something important I almost forgot.
    “Where are you going!?!”
    “Upstairs!” I ran upstairs and grabbed my favorite thing in the world.
    “Oh, yeah! Your detective kit!”
    “I’ll never leave home without it as long as I live! See ya!”
    “Kay! Love you!”
    “Love you, too, Sis!”
    “Remember, she shoots?”
    “She scores!” As the door closed behind me, I thought of whether Lucy would ask to go to the museum or not. Lucy had been my best friend since the first minute, no second, of preschool. She’s pretty shy most of the time.
    “Hey, Susie! Right on time! Mind if we stop by the museum on the way to school? We have to go that direction to take Laura, anyways.” That is the one question I wish she wouldn’t ask. At that point, I was glaring at Lucy’s first grade little sister, Laura, thinking ‘Why me! This is all your fault!’. But, I said yes to Lucy just to get what I thought was the worst part of my day over with. The reason Lucy and I walk to school everyday was because it was two blocks away which was pretty convenient. As soon as we got to the museum, Lucy stood there with eyes full of amazement. Like I said, Lucy was shy most of the time, but there are times when she isn’t so shy.
    “Oh my goodness! It’s the jewel of the Mummy’s Curse! It’s said that whoever touches it, gets strangled by a mummy!” Yep. My best friend, Lucy Tran, is an occult fanatic. She knows every curse ever known on the Internet, and she just checked out some books on Egyptian curses last week at the library. When it comes to stuff like this, she gets this scary look in her eyes. I swear, it looks like she’s possessed or something!
    “But it’s not true, right? Mummies don’t exist, do they?” I was scared that she’d tell me that mummies did exist because she saw one before. I looked at Laura, but she was too busy seeing if she had everything in her bag. It was obvious she wasn’t paying any attention what so ever. I was all on my own.
    “That’s what Cornell Sanders said when he went to the jewel’s temple to prove it.” I breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Okay.’ I thought ‘So there’s no such thing as mummies.’
    “He was still found as the curse’s fourth victim the next morning.” I froze. ‘Okay. There’s another super natural being I need to read up on so I can stay away from the 99th monster on my list of things I’m scared of.’   
“Tina probably should’ve told me about that this morning when she was talking about it.” I complained. She loved it when Lucy went all occult crazy on me.
    “What do you mean Tina was talking about it?” Lucy asked all hyper.
    “Oh, nothing! Just that Tina’s next catering assignment is for an ice sculpture replica of the jewel.” I then realized I had just let on way too much info. ‘Me and my big mouth! I’m just asking for it!’
    “You have to get me in there! I could get to see the Jewel of the Mummy’s Curse!”
    “But, won’t you get to see it when it’s on for display, anyways?”
    “No! I want to see it before anyone else. I’ll probably get occult princess of the month! My occult reputation is on the line! You have to help me! You have to!” As she yelled, she shook me to the point where I almost passed out.
    “Okay! Okay! I give! I give!” Lucy can be very persuasive.
    “Yay!” She exclaimed as she threw me into a wall. “Oh, no! Susie, are you alright!?!”
    “Yeah, I only broke my back for the second time today. Maybe third.”
    “Sorry to interrupt, but aren’t we late?” Laura pointed out. At that moment, we heard the middle school tardy bell ring.
    “ Only five minutes till Laura’s late!” Lucy panicked. She did that a lot.
    “Laura!?! What about us!?! We’re already late!” I did that even more often, though. So, I shouldn’t be talking.
    “We should at least make sure Laura is safe!”
    “Maybe we should stop talking and start running! We’ve been here panicking for, like, three minutes!” Laura reasoned. She can be annoying at times, and sometimes, that’s a good thing. Because, right now, she was rushing us by annoying us with the time every five seconds.
    “30 seconds left!”
    “How do you even know that, Laura!?!”
    “Run faster!”
    “Run now, questions later!”
    “We’re not gonna make it!”
    “Just keep running!”
    “You give up too easily, Lucy!” We like to yell a lot.
    “5..4..3..2..1!” The moment Laura said that, we reached the building right when the bell rang.
    “Bye sis! Bye Susie! See ya after school!” Laura yelled as she ran inside the school.
    “Bye! Gotta run!” Lucy called back.
    “See ya, Laura! Hurry up, Lucy, or we’re gonna be even more late then we already are!” I rushed. We really had to hurry, because we were 20 minutes late! This was, and always will be, one of the reasons why I hate my life. Little did I know that I would be in for one of the most busiest and hectic days of my life.

Sneak Peek

Here's a sneak peek of The Case of the Runaway J.J. Truck:

“There she is! After her!”

“Uh, oh! See ya!” I start running.

“She’s running away! Hurry!”

“Leave me alone!” I start to think while run to calm me down so I can run faster even though I'm the slowest runner in the whole seventh grade. “All I wanted was a Pomegranate Apple Ice Cream Special at J.J.'s while I did my math! Uh, oh! I still haven't finished yet and Lucy's almost as scary as this situation right now! Almost...”

“You’re not getting away kid!” I grab a garbage can.

“Take this, fried chickens!” I throw it and it hits one of them in the face.

“Score! Thank goodness it was one of those ones below my waist!”

“Ow! Okay! That’s it!”

“Yikes!” I run down a nearby alley.

“Dead end! I can’t stop!” I run into a wall, “Ow. Well this stinks! Uh, oh”! I look behind me. The two guys in black suits that were chasing me before have caught up. One of them walks up to me and points a gun at my head. “This is the end of the line for you, punk,” He says. “Darn! How the heck did I get in this mess!?!” “This will teach you to mess with grown-ups”. He's about to pull the trigger when I say, “I'm guessing you're the one I threw the garbage can at”. “Yep. And now you're going to pay”. “As I said...or thought actually. How DID I get in this get in this mess?”

Welcome!

Dear Readers,

Thank you for reading my blog! I'm very excited about starting a blog for the first time! I hope you enjoy the stories I will write on here. My stories are about a young seventh grader named Susie who solves mysteries. I will post one chapter at a time so stay tuned!

--Rose Northwood