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sorry! I thought you were Professor Scorp and I was Amber and I was trying to find this disc…” Betty trailed off. Shelly probably didn’t want to hear it.
    â€œHey, it’s okay. Just don’t do it again,” Shelly answered.
    â€œNo way,” Betty answered, taking the garbage from her desk to the trash. She was one of the last to finish cleaning her desk, for she, along with Shelly, was terribly unorganized. Peggy had finished a while ago. She had a neat desk.
    As Betty sat back down, Shelly whispered something in her ear.
    â€œWhat!” Betty half-screamed, trying not to attract attention. She had already received too much today, in the morning and at lunch.
    â€œIt’s true!” Shelly continued.
    â€œSo you’re saying the sequel to Amber the Brave is coming out this month?”
    â€œYup. I heard someone talking about it.” Shelly nodded.
    â€œWhat day?”
    â€œNot sure. Maybe today,” Shelly answered.
    â€œToday! I have to get it!”
    The rest of the afternoon went by pretty fast. Betty was looking forward to going to the bookstore and getting the second book in the Amber series.
    â€œOkay class, it’s time to start yearbook signing,” Mrs. Shumpridge announced. “I will pass out yearbooks, and I suggest you start going around the room right away, because we only have twenty minutes. You are not allowed to go in any of the other third-grade classrooms to get signatures because they have already done their yearbook signing and you would be interrupting them. We will finish at three-fifteen and then we will pack up and I want to give each of you a little present. You may begin now,” Mrs. Shumpridge said, as her students got out their yearbooks and markers.
    Betty waited anxiously for a yearbook with her name to come her way.
    â€œWhat do you think the presents are?” Betty quietly asked her friends as they signed her yearbook.
    â€œNo clue,” Peggy answered.
    When yearbook signing ended, Betty had signed all of her classmates’ books and she had a yearbook for herself filled with sayings like “Have a great summer (H.A.G.S.)” or even “Hope you’re in my class next year.” Some people had written a paragraph about her and some had just signed their name. At the end of it all, Betty had the signatures of every student in the classroom, expect for Tyler, a red-headed boy whom she hated. She hadn’t signed his and she didn’t even care if he didn’t or did sign her yearbook. If he signed, Betty would put Wite-Out over it.
    Seriously .
    Betty and her class soon lined up in a not-so-straight line. Mrs. Shumpridge, in a short-sleeve red shirt and white jeans, looked like Santa, especially since she had a heavy red sack slung over her shoulder.
    As people got their presents, the words “Awesome,” or even “Awww,” filled the room. Betty impatiently waited for her present, and as Mrs. Shumpridge got closer, Betty saw the presents were books, which was fine with her. Everyone seemed to be getting different books. What would Betty get?
    Mrs. Shumpridge was soon face-to-face with Betty, looking at her with warm eyes.
    â€œI wish you a wonderful summer!” she said as she handed Betty a book. The cover showed a girl rafting on a ferocious river. On the top were three words: Amber’s Big Adventure .
    â€œHow, w-w-hat? Huh?” Betty stammered.
    â€œI bought two copies—although, being an Amber fan, I’d suspect you would have known about the new book.”
    â€œWell, I heard it was coming out, but—but this is amazing! Thank you so much!” Betty felt like hugging Mrs. Shumpridge, but didn’t want to be branded a teacher’s pet for the rest of elementary school.
    Mrs. Shumpridge had reached the end of the line. Betty looked happily at the new book, and felt her backpack for the first one in the series. She felt so good right now—nothing could