Junie B. Jones and the Mushy Gushy Valen Part 3

6/Bingo

I put my head down on my table. 'Cause I needed to figure out who didn't send me a valentime, that's why.

I thinked and thinked real hard.

Then, all of a sudden, I springed up.

"Lucille! I thinked of a plan! I thinked of how to find that guy! All I have to do is see the names of who signed my valentimes! 'Cause whoever is missing is the person who didn't send me one!"

Lucille looked admiring at me.

"That is very smart of you, Junie B.," she said. "You should be on Cops. Cops."

"I know it," I said back. "My head is as sharp as a tack."

After that, I got all of my valentimes in a pile. And me and Lucille looked at the people who signed them.

We kept track of their names very good.

Only too bad for me. 'Cause seven of my valentimes weren't even signed!

"Darn it," I said. "Now what am I supposed to do?" what am I supposed to do?"

Just then, I saw Mrs. hurrying to my table again.

"Junie B.? I have some good news for you!" she said. "Guess what I just found in the bottom of the valentines box?"

I sat up real quick.

'Cause guessing games are my favorites, of course.

"A meatball," I said.

Mrs. did a frown.

"No, Junie B. Why would there be a meatball in the box? Think about it. What have people been putting in the valentines box all week?"

"Valentime's cards," I said real smart.

"Right," she said. "And how many valentines did you get today?"

"Sixteen," I told her.

"Yes," she said. "You were missing one, weren't you? And so what do you think I found in the bottom of the box just now?"

This time I thought my hardest.

"A meatball," I said.

Mrs. rolled her eyes up at the ceiling. Then I looked up there, too. But I didn't see anything.

Finally, Mrs. pulled a giant envelope from behind her back.

"No, this, this, Junie B.," she said. " Junie B.," she said. "This is what I found in the bottom of the box. I found this big envelope. And it's addressed to is what I found in the bottom of the box. I found this big envelope. And it's addressed to you! you!"

My mouth came open very shocked.

Then all of a sudden, I clapped my hands very thrilled.

"HEY! WAIT A SECOND HERE! MAYBE THIS COULD BE MY MISSING VALENTIME!"

Mrs. looked funny at me. "Bingo," she said kind of soft.

"YES!" I shouted. "BINGO! BINGO! BINGO!"

After that, I jumped up and down. And I danced all around. 'Cause n.o.body broke the rule after all! And that was very nice of them!

After I finished dancing, I opened up the envelope.

And it was the beautifullest card I ever saw!

It had lace and hearts all over the front! And a purple ribbon was weaved all around the edge!

"Look, Mrs.! Look! Look! It's a mushy gushy kind!" I said. "I always wanted one of these things! Who sent it? Huh? Read me their name, okay? Who sent it? Who sent it?"

Mrs. opened up the card and looked at the name.

Then she laughed out loud.

"Well, well, well...it looks like you've got yourself a fan," she said.

She ruffled my hair.

"This card is signed, From Your Secret Admirer." From Your Secret Admirer."

I raised up my eyebrows.

"Huh? What? Who?"

Mrs. smiled.

"A secret admirer is someone who likes you very much, but he's too shy to tell you," she explained.

"I guess your Valentine's Day turned out pretty good after all, huh?" she said.

"Yes! My Valentime's Day turned out almost perfect!" I said. "Now all I have to do is figure out who my secret admirer is, and I will be in business!"

After that, I put my head on my table. And I closed my eyes.

'Cause I needed to think of another plan, of course!

7/Wink, Wink

Another plan did not come easy.

I thinked and thinked for a real long time.

Finally, I tapped on my bestest friend Lucille.

"Want to help me, Lucille?" I asked. "Want to help me figure out my secret admirer?"

Lucille did mad eyes at me.

"Just because you have a secret admirer doesn't mean you're prettier than me," she said very annoyed.

I looked surprised at her.

"I never said I was prettier, Lucille," I said. "It's just that someone in Room Nine loves me better than he loves you. And I keep on wondering who it is."

Lucille leaned close to my face.

"It's a cuckoo head boy, that's who it is," she said.

After that, she scooted her chair to the end of the table. And she turned her head away from me.

I did a mad breath at that girl.

"Keep acting like that, and you'll be sweeping your own castle," I said.

After that, I looked all around Room Nine.

And guess who I saw?

I saw Crybaby William, that's who!

Crybaby William sits right behind me. And is the shyest guy I ever heard of. And so maybe he he might be my secret admirer! might be my secret admirer!

I spinned around in my chair and waved at him.

"h.e.l.lo, shy boy," I said real cute.

William looked nervous of me. "What do you want?" he said.

I wrinkled up my nose very darling.

"Yeah, only you don't even have to be shy of me anymore, William. 'Cause I think I know your secret," I said.

After that, I put my chin on his table. And I winked my eye at him. Only I'm not actually good at winking. And so I have to say the words.

"Wink, wink, William," I said. "Wink, wink, wink. See my eye? See how it is trying to wink at you?"

William's face started to sweat.

"Turn around, please," he said.

I did a giggle. 'Cause that admirer boy was shyer than I thought.

"You are a silly sausage, William," I said.

Then I tried to tickle him under his chin. But William swatted my hand away.

I tapped my fingers on the table.

"Okay. Here's the thing, William. Swatting my hand is not actually that admiring. And so please do not do that again."

After that, I tried to tickle his chin again. But this time, he ducked under the table.

I did a frown.

'Cause something did not seem right here.

Finally, I bended my head down and I peeked at him.

"I'm going to take a wild guess here, William. You're not actually my secret admirer, are you?" I asked.

"No!" said William. "No, no, no!"

After that, I did a big sigh. And I turned my chair back to my own table.

I looked all around Room Nine again.

And guess what boy I saw next?

I saw Paulie Allen Puffer, that's who! And he is always teasing me! And so maybe he he is my secret admirer! is my secret admirer!

I zoomed to his table speedy fast.

"Wink, wink, Paulie Allen Puffer," I said. "Wink, wink, wink."

"What's wrong with your eye?" he said.