Andrew and I were talking when I heard some sirens behind me and felt a tap on my shoulder. I was, like, oh, crap.
"All right, kids, break it up," shouted the policewoman. "All right, kids, let's go home now." She then looked right at me. "Plumb, you come with me."
"What'd I do?" I said.
"Your mother called the station worried sick about you."
I rolled my eyes.
As I got into the car, I looked over at Andrew and he was... LAUGHING!!!!! He had no business laughing at me! If life were fair, he would have been in the car right with me!
And I didn't hesitate to tell the cop lady that too. "That Cheesman boy, he should be riding in this car too, he was with me. And so was Windy."
"Yes, but I'm working the Summer Hill district, and you live in Summer Hill, which is why I'm taking you back to your family."
I walked into the house without saying anything to mom, who was waiting at the kitchen table.
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