Now, I have something vcry serious

Now, I have something vcry serious to say abou t some
very bad behavior last term ,"
Everyone sat lip and listened.
"At the end of last term certain students were responsible
for this."
He held up a picture of two of the teachers. One lady
teacher had a hea rd and was wea ring men's pants and beside
her was a man wearing a dress covered in yellow flowers. Fizza
recognized it immediately. It was on e of the pictures she had
cha nged for Bi lly Adams.
"Nobody will be able to usc the computer rooms unt il the
per son - or peop le - who did thi s come and see me in my
office;' said Mr. lackson. "Now, all go to your classes, please."
Pizza couldn't mow , It was her! nabs looked at her with
wide eyes and she could feel the "cool" girls whisper ing
behind her.
"what are you going to do?" whispered Babs.
Pizza knew what she had to do.
"I have to go and see Mr. Jackson ." she said.
"But what about Billy Adams! It was his idea!" said Babs.
"But I did it," said Pizza. "Sec you later,"
And she left the school aud ito rium and went to wait
out side the principal's office.
• • •
Mr. Jackson looked at Fizza ove r the top of his glasses. He had
Pizza's pictures of the teachers on hi s desk.
"This is so un like you. Felicity. Why d id you do it?"
"I don't know. I thought it was a funny thing to do.
I suppose."
Mr. Jackso n shook his head. He was obviously surprised.
"And you did it