|Greg went outside and waited for the bus. Someone about a block down the street
yelled, "Wimp!" Greg was sure it was to him, but he ignored it. Someone again
yelled, "Wimp!" Just then the bus came.
Greg slumped down in the first seat. Across from him sat Ginger, his best
friend. She was nice, but she really didn't cheer him up much at all. When he
complained that everyone thought he was a wimp, she just said, "Well, what do you
expect? Boys are supposed to be brave." Greg thought she was pretty, but she was
the opposite of him. Little kids loved her, especially Jenn. She was very serious
about school. Everyone liked her. Sometimes Greg would feel jealous of her, but
soon he would get over it.
"Hey, do you have wooden ears or something? Did you hear anything I said?"
Ginger interrupted his thoughts.
"Sorry, Ginger," Greg said. "I was just thinking."
"About what?" she asked.
"Oh, well, I was wondering if you wanted to come over after school and study for
Mrs. Zake's social studies quiz."
"Sorry, Ginger, but Mr. Cuttingham is making me stay after for science," Greg
Just then the bus pulled to a halt and everyone got off. Mickey shoved Greg, and
Sal shoved Greg back. Mickey and his friends were always teasing Greg just because
he shrieked whenever he saw an insect. Ginger always came to his rescue. She would
say, "Stop it!" Mickey would say he was sorry and back off. He liked Ginger, but
Ginger hated him.
Greg's first hour was gym. He liked gym. he wasn't an athlete or even very
physical, but gym didn't take any thinking and that's why he liked it. he ran to
his gym locker, got ready, and ran into the gymnasium. The board read soccer. "OK,"
Greg thought. "I could survive some soccer." When everyone was ready in their
positions, they started to play. Just Greg's luck, he tripped over the ball right
away. He could see the gym teacher in the corner scowling at him. Also, during the
game Mike kicked the ball into Greg's stomach hard and on purpose. When Greg
spotted a spider on the ball he tried his hardest to stay away from it, but Greg
wasn't lucky. Someone kicked the ball to him and he jumped over it.