As Greg was riding away, the cheers and hoots grew quieter and quieter until
they were no more. Greg smiled as he thought what Jenn's face would look like when
he actually picked up a ladybug or did a science project on glowworms. Greg was
starting to miss Stickly already. But he was glad he was going home.
"So how was your trip?" Mr. Likable asked. "And where are you going? You didn't
tell me your street."
Greg laughed. "My street is 47th Street in Brookburg Minnesota!"
"Well, why didn't you tell me in the first place?" chuckled Mr. Likable. When
Greg was done telling Mr. Likable about his trip, he sat back and sighed.
"Beep! Beep!" Greg woke up on the bus stop bench. The bus was rounding the
corner. Greg picked up his bags and rode home. When he got home he gave Jenn and
his mom a big bear hug. "Did you miss me?" he asked. Jenn was stunned.
"Why don't you lie down?" offered his mom.
"No thanks, Mom; I feel great!" Greg was bouncing up and down.
Now Greg's magic journey on the magic bus didn't affect Greg's life--just the
way he felt toward insects--and no one called him a wimp anymore. Greg was pretty