I walked into gym class wearing a halter-top and a red mini,mini,mini skirt.
Why you ask?
Because I was stubborn, stubborn as a mule.
See, earlier this morning I was walking to Gretchen's house to say sorry but
when I got there her omo said that Gretchen walked to school with a new friend.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm sorry did you and Gretchen have a plan?"
"I know if you did then she would not miss it for anything"Gretchen's mom said
reassuringly.
"I HOPE SO" I said staring to cry.
So I waiked home and changed into my most independent outfit and went to
school.

Well, it is not Shannon.
It might be Sheryi, but I doubt it.
I think that it was a man because Sheryl said that Dad came to pick Chloé up.
So that means that it had to be a man between 40 and 50 years old.
'That narrows my suspects down to 3,000 man in my neighborhood",
I thought on my way home from school.
I was surprised to find Mom,Dad and Cat sitting at the kitchen table.
When I walked in they stopped talking.
I sat down and said "Go on".
"Ok" Cat said.
"So who could take Chloé" my Mom asked.
"I do not know" my Dad answered.
It felt good to sit down and talk obout it.

Suspects...... nope no suspects.
That means that I can't think of one person that would take Chloé.
Well my arch enemy would.
Her name is Shannon and she is really,really, mean.
She and I have been arch enemies since 2nd grade when she took my Barbie doll and pulled is's head off.
I told Gretchen and she thuoght that it was Shannon too, so we investigated.
I went up to Shannon and said,"Chloé's missing".
"Yeah right" she said.
"I'm telling the truth" I said getting MAD.
"What am I supposed to do ?" Shannon said walking away.
"Well that went well" said Gretchen in a taunting tone.
"If your not going to help then go away" I said crying.