to join them! Fizza suddenly felt very lonely and realized that
she was jealous. She didn't know if she was jealous of Babs,
or if she was jealous that Fletcher was having a good time
without her.
"It's not fair!'he thought. "Fletcher McIntyre is my
friend!"
As the carriage pulled away, Fletcher saw her standing by
the school gate and stood up.
'Tizza! Aren't you coming?" he shouted.
"No, thanks! I have better things to do!" she replied.
"She has 'better things to do,' Fletcher!" said Babs in a
funny voice as she pulled him back down.
Fisza couldn't believe that Babs was being so mean to her!
Miserably, she watched the carriage full of Iaughing girls and
Fletcher drive away. However, even before they'd disappeared
from view, Fizza knew that she was being stupid. She should
be pleased that Fletcher was happy in school now.
"Stop being so seIfish, Fizza McIntyre!" she said to herself.
She decided to go and see him at the stables later.
After tea, when Fizza arrived at the stables, she found the large
gate in the wall had been left open. She stopped before she
entered the yard.
"HeIlo! Is anyone in? It's me! Fizza!" she shouted.
Since there was no reply, she gently pushed the gate open
wide. She noticed that a few of the stables were empty and
several of the carriages had gone.
"Richard's taxi service is having a busy day," she thought.
Then she looked farther into the yard. There was no sign
of Fletcher, who was probably still out shopping with the girls.
She smiled as she wondered if Fletcher was enjoying himself