Aleca Zamm Fools Them All by Ginger Rue

Aleca Zamm Fools Them All by Ginger Rue

Author:Ginger Rue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin


11

I’m Pretty Sure Everyone Secretly Still Likes the Whoop-Dee-Doos

Once I started time again, Brett faked a stomachache so that he could go to the office and call his mom to take him home. What a big baby! He is such a baby that he should still watch the Whoop-Dee-Doos. At least when I told everyone that my dad was BeepBopBoop, I stayed at school and took it like a boss.

The funny thing was, now that everybody thought Brett was a secret Whoop-Dee-Doos superfan, nobody seemed to think it was that bad that my dad was supposedly one of them. Madison and Jordan still sneered and giggled at me during lunch, but a few kids in my class actually seemed kind of starstruck and wanted to know if my dad knew any other people who were legit famous without dancing around in goofy costumes. They’d say, “Does your dad know . . .” and then name somebody famous. I would say no, but no one would believe me. They would just think I was being modest or that I wasn’t supposed to tell. The more I denied that my dad hung with celebrities, the more everyone wanted to believe he actually did. Kind of like how the more Brett denied liking the Whoop-Dee-Doos, the less everyone believed him. People are funny that way.

I guess the whole Whoop-Dee-Doos thing didn’t really end up being so awful after all. And the best part was, Maria wasn’t mad anymore. In fact, she was the opposite of mad.

“Oh, Aleca, how can you ever forgive me?” she asked at lunch. “I’m a terrible friend!”

It made me feel guilty, so I told her, “No, you aren’t.”

And then she continued, “Yes, I am! If it weren’t for me, you never would have had to tell your embarrassing secret!”

Well, she had a point. All of this had kind of been her fault. But on the other hand, I had kept something important from her and I had accidentally ditched her club meeting. But just to make Maria feel better, I let her give me half of the homemade churro her mom had put in her lunch, and then we called it even.

“Isn’t that strange, about Brett loving the Whoop-Dee-Doos? At our age?” Maria asked.

“Strange,” I said.

“And what was he thinking, keeping those things in his desk? It’s almost like he wanted to get caught!”

“You’re right,” I replied.

“It’s all so strange that it’s almost like . . . like . . . magic!” Maria theorized.

“There’s no such thing as magic,” I said, maybe too quickly.

“I don’t know,” Maria said. “It’s so odd, the way he got caught right when he was making fun of you about it. It’s almost like something happened . . . or somebody did something. . . . I don’t know. All I’m saying is that if I were magic, I would have magically put all that stuff in Brett’s desk right then, at that very moment.”

“No, you wouldn’t.” I smiled. “Even if you could, you’re too nice to even think about doing something like that.



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