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votes for Melissa McConnell next Tuesday is invited over to my house for a
victory celebration Friday night. And you know how much fun that can be,"
she added slyly. She glanced toward the booth where Christie and her friends were
sitting and her lip curled in a sneer.
"Can you believe that Laura is inviting everyone who
votes for Melissa over to her house on Friday?" Christie shook her head in
amazement as she and Jon talked over the things that had happened that day.
They were sitting next to each other on her front porch.
"No. And I thought I'd fall out of my bumper car when
Mr. Matson played that tape. You should have told me I sounded that funny last
night when we were making it."
"I thought you knew from the way I kept giggling."
Jon tried to look serious, and his voice sounded solemn. "The
only problem I see now is that Igor might split the vote and you'll still get
elected." Then he burst out laughing. Christie was laughing so hard as
well that tears ran down her cheeks.
Finally they got control of themselves, and Jon leaned back
against the white porch pillar. He had shown Christie his finished homework
when he arrived, and he had done it so well that their lesson time had been
very short, and they had decided to sit on the porch for a while before he went
home.
The only sound at the moment was an occasional chuckle from
him or a giggle from her as they sat thinking about their day. Then Christie
felt his arm reach around her, and she gladly gave in to his gentle pull and
leaned against his shoulder.
She smiled dreamily to herself. She was having so much fun
with him. It was almost better than she had imagined it would be. For the first
time since she had started junior high, she felt relaxed, and she had forgotten
the pressure of the election.
All of a sudden, since she and Jon had gotten to know each
other, her troubles had seemed to roll off her shoulders. And Jon seemed more
relaxed, too. The stiff jaw and tight lip he had before had now disappeared. He
was laughing most of the time they were together. It felt so good. Then a
thought came to her.
"I know of one more problem that we have besides Igor,"
she said, looking up into his face.
"What's that?" he asked, smiling at her.
"Who is the mystery candidate?"
"Oh, yeah. We haven't figured that out yet, have we?"
"No. And the elections are Tuesday."
"Who do we know who knows people from all three
elementary schools, knows a lot about what's going on, whom everyone knows is a
hard worker, and everyone would think was fair?" he asked.
Christie thought a moment. Then she sat up straight and
said, "I know who that is, and so do you. I don't know why we didn't think
of him sooner." Then, before Jon could ask any questions, she added
mysteriously, "And I think that he just might agree to do it."
CHAPTER 14
"Quick! There they are," said Christie, pulling at
Jon's hand. "If we hurry we can catch them." The crowd was milling
through the stadium gate, and Christie and Jon threaded their way, trying to
keep Curtis and Whitney in sight.
"This way," said Jon, once they had entered the
stadium. "They're headed for the refreshment stand." Running hand in
hand, they reached Curtis and Whitney as they were studying the menu board
above the stand.
"Curtis, we need to talk to you," Christie said,
stopping next to him.
"Sure," said Curtis, puffing up importantly and
giving Whitney a sideways smile. "What can I do for you?"
He's showing off for Whitney, thought Christie. This is
great! He's playing right into our hands.
"Jon and I have a secret proposition for you.
One we hope you won't turn down."
Curtis raised an eyebrow and straightened his shoulders. "Only
if Whitney can listen. We don't keep secrets from each other." He was
holding Whitney's hand and he patted it affectionately.
"Why don't we move out of this crowd where we can talk
privately," said Jon.
Curtis is really going for this, thought Christie as she
watched him look in both directions and
votes for Melissa McConnell next Tuesday is invited over to my house for a
victory celebration Friday night. And you know how much fun that can be,"
she added slyly. She glanced toward the booth where Christie and her friends were
sitting and her lip curled in a sneer.
"Can you believe that Laura is inviting everyone who
votes for Melissa over to her house on Friday?" Christie shook her head in
amazement as she and Jon talked over the things that had happened that day.
They were sitting next to each other on her front porch.
"No. And I thought I'd fall out of my bumper car when
Mr. Matson played that tape. You should have told me I sounded that funny last
night when we were making it."
"I thought you knew from the way I kept giggling."
Jon tried to look serious, and his voice sounded solemn. "The
only problem I see now is that Igor might split the vote and you'll still get
elected." Then he burst out laughing. Christie was laughing so hard as
well that tears ran down her cheeks.
Finally they got control of themselves, and Jon leaned back
against the white porch pillar. He had shown Christie his finished homework
when he arrived, and he had done it so well that their lesson time had been
very short, and they had decided to sit on the porch for a while before he went
home.
The only sound at the moment was an occasional chuckle from
him or a giggle from her as they sat thinking about their day. Then Christie
felt his arm reach around her, and she gladly gave in to his gentle pull and
leaned against his shoulder.
She smiled dreamily to herself. She was having so much fun
with him. It was almost better than she had imagined it would be. For the first
time since she had started junior high, she felt relaxed, and she had forgotten
the pressure of the election.
All of a sudden, since she and Jon had gotten to know each
other, her troubles had seemed to roll off her shoulders. And Jon seemed more
relaxed, too. The stiff jaw and tight lip he had before had now disappeared. He
was laughing most of the time they were together. It felt so good. Then a
thought came to her.
"I know of one more problem that we have besides Igor,"
she said, looking up into his face.
"What's that?" he asked, smiling at her.
"Who is the mystery candidate?"
"Oh, yeah. We haven't figured that out yet, have we?"
"No. And the elections are Tuesday."
"Who do we know who knows people from all three
elementary schools, knows a lot about what's going on, whom everyone knows is a
hard worker, and everyone would think was fair?" he asked.
Christie thought a moment. Then she sat up straight and
said, "I know who that is, and so do you. I don't know why we didn't think
of him sooner." Then, before Jon could ask any questions, she added
mysteriously, "And I think that he just might agree to do it."
CHAPTER 14
"Quick! There they are," said Christie, pulling at
Jon's hand. "If we hurry we can catch them." The crowd was milling
through the stadium gate, and Christie and Jon threaded their way, trying to
keep Curtis and Whitney in sight.
"This way," said Jon, once they had entered the
stadium. "They're headed for the refreshment stand." Running hand in
hand, they reached Curtis and Whitney as they were studying the menu board
above the stand.
"Curtis, we need to talk to you," Christie said,
stopping next to him.
"Sure," said Curtis, puffing up importantly and
giving Whitney a sideways smile. "What can I do for you?"
He's showing off for Whitney, thought Christie. This is
great! He's playing right into our hands.
"Jon and I have a secret proposition for you.
One we hope you won't turn down."
Curtis raised an eyebrow and straightened his shoulders. "Only
if Whitney can listen. We don't keep secrets from each other." He was
holding Whitney's hand and he patted it affectionately.
"Why don't we move out of this crowd where we can talk
privately," said Jon.
Curtis is really going for this, thought Christie as she
watched him look in both directions and
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