A Year of Mini Mysteries. Kathy Passero
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Название: A Year of Mini Mysteries
Автор: Kathy Passero
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Учебная литература
Серия: American Girl
isbn: 9781683370284
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of the first week of school—and the
girls were beyond eager for the
weekend to start. Charlotte’s
mom had gotten tickets
for them to the 5 p.m.
showing of The Suspense Sisterhood, the new movie that all the kids at Weston
were dying to see. It opened today, and every show had sold out! Even with
tickets, they would have to get to the theater early to get good seats.
It was already 3:35. What was taking Alex so long? If she didn’t show up
soon, they would end up stuck in the front row.
“I’m going to see if I can find her,” said Charlotte.
“Good idea,” Brooklyn agreed. “I’ll stay here in case she comes out.”
Walking back into the stone building with its tall windows and banks of
lockers lining the halls, Charlotte already felt at home. Last week’s terror
seemed like a distant memory. Alex and Brooklyn had introduced her to
everyone they knew from elementary school, and most of the kids had been
surprisingly friendly. Better yet, despite her nightmares, Charlotte hadn’t
flunked any math classes, and no one had threatened to send her back to
kindergarten. In fact, she was one of the best math students in the class!
There was no sign of Alex in the deserted halls on the first floor.
Charlotte opened the girls’ bathroom doors and
called her friend’s name but got no answer. She
peered into every classroom she passed,
and then checked the lunchroom, the
gym, and the auditorium before head-
ing to the second floor. At last she
spotted the missing girl at the end of
the hall, struggling with the handle
of a locker.
“There you are!” Charlotte
exclaimed. “We were starting to
think something happened to you.”
“It did,” muttered Alex.
“What’s wrong?”
“I . . . can’t . . . get . . . my . . .
stupid . . . locker . . . open!”
Charlotte suppressed a giggle.
“Nobody else had a problem!” Alex
seemed close to tears. “What’s wrong with
me? I think the lock must be broken. Or maybe
they gave me the wrong combination.”
“Did you turn the dial right, then left, then right again?”
“About fifty times, but it still won’t work!”
“Did you go past the number once when you turned it to the left?”
“Yes!” wailed Alex.
“Can I try?”
“Go ahead,” Alex said, sliding down to the floor in defeat, her back
resting against the lockers.
“Okay, tell me the combination.”
“Nine . . . eleven . . . six.”
Charlotte turned the combination lock as Alex read the numbers.
“Hmmm,” said Charlotte. “That’s weird. It doesn’t open for me either.”
“So, I’m not crazy. It is broken!”
“Are you sure this is the right locker?”
“Yes. Six eighty-eight. I’ve got it written down right here,” Alex opened
her hand to reveal a crumpled piece of paper.
Puzzled, Charlotte looked up at the bank of numbered lockers.
Suddenly, a realization hit her.
“Can I take a look at that slip of paper?” she asked. “I bet I know what the
problem is!”
What was Alex doing wrong? (TAP HERE for answer.)
When the Cat’s
Away
“Whoa! It looks like a snack bomb exploded in here!”
Brooklyn gazed around the Patricks’ living room. Pretzels, popcorn,
and gum wrappers were strewn over the coffee table, along with Frankie
and Riley’s homework. Her cat, Adonis, was batting around dried leaves that
someone had tracked across the carpet. And was that a bag of chocolate chip
cookies wedged in the couch cushions? Brooklyn went to investigate and
almost tripped over a pair of soccer cleats in the middle of the floor.
“Mom is not going to be happy about this,” she said. “We need to do some
major cleanup.”
“We’ve got all day tomorrow to clean,” Dad called from the dining room,
where he was helping the twins with a particularly messy science project.
They were all wearing big, dorky safety goggles and pouring something into
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