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going to talk to him this time, she vowed.
"Hey, Beth," yelled Todd. "It's for you
again. When am I ever going to get to use this phone?"
Beth stuck her head out the door. "If it's Keith, I don't
want to talk to him," she said.
Todd dangled the receiver by the cord and gave her a
disgusted look. "It's a girl. Someone named Kaci, and she says it's
important."
Beth raced to the phone. "I'll hurry," she
promised Todd. "Hi, Kaci. This is Beth. What's up?"
She heard Kaci sigh on the other end of the line. "Jeez,"
Kaci said. "We can't copy all these names, and the copy machine charges a
quarter per sheet. I mean, there are thousands in this book, and kids
are only going to want to write to their favorites anyway. Who's going to write
to the President or the governor? Nobody I know! I say we just get a few
and quit."
"But, Kaci, we have to get donations that adults will
buy if we're going to raise enough money."
"Well, Jennifer and Pam and I think it's a drag. We've
copied a bunch, and we have the ones we want to write to, so we're going to
quit now. Maybe you can find someone else to do the rest. Bye."
Beth broke the connection and handed the phone to Todd, who
had been leaning against the wall and drumming his fingers impatiently the
whole time she talked to Kaci.
"Here," she said. "Believe me, you can have
this. If I get any more calls, tell them I've gone to the moon."
Back in her room, she pulled the list of names and addresses
The Fabulous Five had gotten at the library Thursday night out of her notebook
and scanned it, thinking that there were at least a few who would appeal to
adults, thanks to Katie's mother. Maybe she could get her friends to go with
her to the library again tomorrow afternoon and copy more. If they were going
to begin giving them out at school Monday morning, they needed more addresses
than they had now.
As she looked at the list, one name sprang out at her as if
it were a flashing neon sign. Brain Damage. Trevor Morgan had been so
kind to her before. And patient. And understanding. He had seemed like a real
human being. She giggled. Of course he was a real human being. It was just that
everyone always thought of humongous stars as somehow being different from
everyone else.
"What if I write to him myself? Today?" she said
out loud. "What if I explain about the vandalism and what adults are
saying about us kids and that we've got this idea for a celebrity auction"—her
voice was growing louder with excitement—"but what if I also tell him
about what a hard time I'm having with the other students? Would he understand
and try to help me? Would he even care ? "
She would have to wait until Monday if she used school
stationery, so she pulled out a piece of her own. It had been a birthday
present from her grandmother and had her name at the top and the theatrical
masks of comedy and tragedy in the lower left-hand corner. She took a deep
breath and began to write, pouring out her heart and soul to Trevor Morgan.
Beth had made quick calls to Christie, Melanie, Katie, and
Jana, asking them to meet her at the library at two o'clock Sunday afternoon.
They had all agreed, and as she stood in front of the ornate stone building
with the four pillars across the front, she wasn't sure if she was shivering
more from being nervous or from the cold. Copying names and addresses for the
celebrity auction was only part of the reason she had asked them to meet her.
The other was Keith. She wanted to tell them about the decision she had made.
"You're going to what ? " shrieked
Melanie as the five friends sat down at a table in the reference section to
copy addresses.
"I'm going to break up with Keith," Beth repeated
firmly. "I think he wants to. That's why he's doing so many immature
things. He just doesn't know how. Or else he doesn't want to be the one to do
it." She went on to tell them about the latest incident—Keith's saying
that he couldn't come to her house because he was entertaining a
"Hey, Beth," yelled Todd. "It's for you
again. When am I ever going to get to use this phone?"
Beth stuck her head out the door. "If it's Keith, I don't
want to talk to him," she said.
Todd dangled the receiver by the cord and gave her a
disgusted look. "It's a girl. Someone named Kaci, and she says it's
important."
Beth raced to the phone. "I'll hurry," she
promised Todd. "Hi, Kaci. This is Beth. What's up?"
She heard Kaci sigh on the other end of the line. "Jeez,"
Kaci said. "We can't copy all these names, and the copy machine charges a
quarter per sheet. I mean, there are thousands in this book, and kids
are only going to want to write to their favorites anyway. Who's going to write
to the President or the governor? Nobody I know! I say we just get a few
and quit."
"But, Kaci, we have to get donations that adults will
buy if we're going to raise enough money."
"Well, Jennifer and Pam and I think it's a drag. We've
copied a bunch, and we have the ones we want to write to, so we're going to
quit now. Maybe you can find someone else to do the rest. Bye."
Beth broke the connection and handed the phone to Todd, who
had been leaning against the wall and drumming his fingers impatiently the
whole time she talked to Kaci.
"Here," she said. "Believe me, you can have
this. If I get any more calls, tell them I've gone to the moon."
Back in her room, she pulled the list of names and addresses
The Fabulous Five had gotten at the library Thursday night out of her notebook
and scanned it, thinking that there were at least a few who would appeal to
adults, thanks to Katie's mother. Maybe she could get her friends to go with
her to the library again tomorrow afternoon and copy more. If they were going
to begin giving them out at school Monday morning, they needed more addresses
than they had now.
As she looked at the list, one name sprang out at her as if
it were a flashing neon sign. Brain Damage. Trevor Morgan had been so
kind to her before. And patient. And understanding. He had seemed like a real
human being. She giggled. Of course he was a real human being. It was just that
everyone always thought of humongous stars as somehow being different from
everyone else.
"What if I write to him myself? Today?" she said
out loud. "What if I explain about the vandalism and what adults are
saying about us kids and that we've got this idea for a celebrity auction"—her
voice was growing louder with excitement—"but what if I also tell him
about what a hard time I'm having with the other students? Would he understand
and try to help me? Would he even care ? "
She would have to wait until Monday if she used school
stationery, so she pulled out a piece of her own. It had been a birthday
present from her grandmother and had her name at the top and the theatrical
masks of comedy and tragedy in the lower left-hand corner. She took a deep
breath and began to write, pouring out her heart and soul to Trevor Morgan.
Beth had made quick calls to Christie, Melanie, Katie, and
Jana, asking them to meet her at the library at two o'clock Sunday afternoon.
They had all agreed, and as she stood in front of the ornate stone building
with the four pillars across the front, she wasn't sure if she was shivering
more from being nervous or from the cold. Copying names and addresses for the
celebrity auction was only part of the reason she had asked them to meet her.
The other was Keith. She wanted to tell them about the decision she had made.
"You're going to what ? " shrieked
Melanie as the five friends sat down at a table in the reference section to
copy addresses.
"I'm going to break up with Keith," Beth repeated
firmly. "I think he wants to. That's why he's doing so many immature
things. He just doesn't know how. Or else he doesn't want to be the one to do
it." She went on to tell them about the latest incident—Keith's saying
that he couldn't come to her house because he was entertaining a
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