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Chapter 3: Is This A Joke

" You are in so much trouble." She said in a stern voice. She turned away and walked into the office. I followed her and sat in a chair. " You know I'm gonna have to call your parents, right?" My mouth drops down to the floor. " Wha-! Oh, come on. Did you see what they did to me." I picked up a piece of my hair that had gum in it, and Jackie's face fell.

" The most I can give those girls is a week of detention. If I give them more their parents will try and "sue" the school." She said as she pulled a container of Vaseline out and walked over to me. After a few minutes of combing, she successfully got the gum out of my hair. " I need you to do me a favor." She said quietly. "Okay, what is it?" I sat up in the chair and directed my attention to her. " I need you to organize some things for me. I would do it, but since I can't bend down without my bones cracking, I figured you could do it. " Jacqueline walked over to a door and opened it, only to reveal four huge stacks of paper and 3 boxes that were filled with Jesus knows what.

" I can't do all of this!" I shrieked. " I know you can't do this by yourself, so I need you to go get someone for me." She walked over to her desk and wrote something down on a sheet of paper. " Can you get this person for me, please?" She handed me the sheet of paper and my heart thumped so hard I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. "Is this a joke?" I asked bewildered. She shook her head. I gasp. " But, but," Is all I managed to get out, before Jackie pushed me out of the room. " Don't come back until you get him." She smiled evilly and slams the door. Unbelievable. Unbe- freaking- lievable! She wanted me to get Ethan Frazier, in the flesh. Kill me now!