Chapter 2 The Secret About Twitter
Chapter 2 The Secret About Twitter
Me and that Grace rode the bus home together. I did not speak to that girl.
'Cause she kept on being happy about Slicky.
And so what kind of crummy attitude is that? I walked in my house real glum.
Grandma Helen Miller was babysitting my baby brother named Ollie.
"Uh-oh. It looks like someone had a bad day at school," she said.
I raised my hand very weakish.
"Me, Grandma. It was me. I am the one who had the bad day."
