11 It’s Counting Time

CHAPTER ELEVEN IT'S COUNTING TIME ROSIE, SIMON, AND I stopped at Picasso Park on the walk home from school. We chose a picnic table to count the Skittles in Principal Shelton's jar. I was so happy. I was finally going to get those Skittles out of my head. Rosie and Simon started counting. "Stop," I said. Simon and Rosie stopped.

"Can you guys do me a favor?" They both nodded. "Can we count them one color at a time?" I asked. They smiled at me and we began to separate the Skittles into five piles—orange, yellow, green, purple, and red. When we had them in separate color piles, Rosie asked, "Do we need to count the colors in a certain order?" "No," I said. "But that's really, really nice of you to ask." We counted. And counted. And counted.

I smiled at my two best friends. We finally knew how many Skittles were in Principal Shelton's jar. We filled the jar back up. Then Simon asked, "What do you want to do now?" "I think I have to go home and get in trouble now," I whispered. I was so, so, so happy to have the Skittles out of my head. But I really didn't want to face my parents.

"Oh, right," Rosie said. Simon asked, "What do you think they're going to do?" "I don't know," I answered. "I've never gotten into trouble at school before." Rosie and Simon came one step closer to me. "Do you want us to come with you?" Rosie asked. "We can," Simon added. "No," I said and shook my head. "Thanks though." And then I grabbed my backpack and went home.

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