5 A GOOD BAD IDEA

A GOOD BAD IDEA As it turned out, Ivy and Bean didn't have to go to Crummy Matt's house because Crummy Matt was already out on the sidewalk, surrounded by kids. There was his little brother, Dino, who was eight. There were Sophie W. and Sophie S. and Liana, who was Katy's older sister. Katy was sitting on a paper bag on Sophie S.'s lawn. And there was Crummy Matt's rat, Blister. Poor Blister. He wasn't very old, but he was tired anyway. He was tired because Crummy Matt was always making him do tricks. Ivy and Bean walked toward the group. When they got closer, they heard Liana say, "Matt, that's really mean! Put him

down." "He likes it," Crummy Matt said. "No, he doesn't" said Dino. "He hates it." "Shut up," said Crummy Matt. "You don't know." He held Blister by the tail, dangling him over the sidewalk. Blister twisted and squeaked. He hated it. "Boy, is he crummy," said Bean softly. But Ivy was already speeding down the sidewalk. "Matt!" she cried, "Matt! Don't be cruel! Put the poor thing down!"

Crummy Matt looked up, surprised. Ivy had never talked to him before. "What?" He swung Blister a little. Ivy clasped her hands together. "Matt, I beg you! Put him down! You're harming an innocent creature!" The Sophies, Liana, and Katy looked hopeful. Even Blister looked hopeful. Dino didn't. "Nobody asked for your stupid opinion," said Crummy Matt, "so shut up." Ivy and Bean glanced at each other. It didn't seem like Ivy's goodness was doing much to Crummy Matt. In fact, it seemed like Ivy's goodness was making him mad. Bean thought maybe it was time to leave. But Ivy took a breath. "Matt, you're a really horrible person, but you could change. If you put Blister down, I'll be your friend forever." Bean got ready to run.

Crummy Matt carefully put Blister in his shirt pocket. Ivy smiled purely. Crummy Matt reached out and pulled Ivy's sparkly headband off her hair. "Who says I want to be your friend?" he said and threw the headband into the street. Then he turned around and went into his house. Ivy was thinking loving things about all living creatures, even disgusting creatures like eyeless sea worms. Then a hummingbird whizzed past her head. It

was beautiful. Ivy pictured the shimmering creature on her shoulder like a little jewel and held her breath. Careful. Don't move. Think like a hummingbird. "Vvvvvvvum," she murmured. "What?" said Bean. Ivy shook her head. Shhh, Bean. The hummingbird darted from flower to flower. Come on, look at me, thought Ivy. See how

good I am. The hummingbird came to a stop on a stem and turned to look at her thoughtfully. For a second, Ivy was a hummingbird inside. Then—whoosh. The bird zoomed past her head again and disappeared into the blue sky. Ivy was discouraged. The hummingbird hadn't even noticed her pure heart. Her headband was still in the street and was probably going to get run over. Bean had told the other kids about the birds and the wolf, and now Sophie W., Sophie S., Liana, and Dino were lined up on the curb across Pancake Court, staring at Ivy. Katy was there, too, sitting on her paper bag, staring. It was distracting.