Too Much Drama Read Free

you did it, so she won’t bully you anymore.”
    â€œWhat if this makes it worse?” May asked.
    â€œIt won’t.”
    May looked skeptical.
    â€œYou have to show her she can’t mess with you. Trust me?” I asked.
    May finally nodded, so Billy and I made a plan to TP Krystal’s house that night. When I mentioned to Sophie what we were doing, she said she wanted to come too. “I’ve never heard of rolling a house in toilet paper,” she said. “No one did that in Paris or New York. Although maybe that’s because most people live in tall buildings that would be hard to cover.”
    â€œYou don’t actually cover the house.” I tried to explain to Sophie the process of how you throw the toilet paper up and over trees and bushes. She said it didn’t make sense, but she was excited to see it.
    So Saturday night, Sophie and Billy came over, and we planned to take May to Krystal’s house as soon as it got dark. But as we were filling my backpack full of rolls of toilet paper, June came into my room. “Where are y’all going? What’s that toilet paper for?” she asked.
    May shot me a look like she didn’t want June to be part of this, but it gave me a great idea. “We’re going to have to say something to Mom and Dad about where we’re going,” I said to May. “If we take June, we can tell them we’re all going for ice cream.” I shrugged. “It’s what we’re planning to do anyway after we’re done at Krystal’s.”
    June eyed the rolls of toilet paper. “Whatever you’re doing, I want to go,” she said. She looked excited.
    May crossed her arms across her chest. “I wouldn’t have gotten to do something like this when I was her age.”
    â€œBeauty of being the youngest,” said June like it was already decided she was coming along, which I guess it was. I was pretty sure Mom and Dad wouldn’t approve of me teaching my little sisters how to roll a house, but they’d be happy I was taking them both for ice cream.
    So we all left for Krystal’s house. When we got there, Billy and I showed Sophie, May, and June how to throw the rolls up high over the branches of trees so that the toilet paper would hang down on both sides. Sophie tried throwing a roll up into a tree a few times but gave up because she wasn’t very good at it. Neither was June. May, on the other hand, was great.
    â€œYou’re a natural!” said Billy.
    Even though I know May was scared out of her mind, it was easy to see she was as proud of her rolling skills as she is her soccer skills.
    Normally when we roll a house, Billy and I wear all black and don’t say a word. But since the whole point was that we wanted Krystal to hear us, we were laughing and talking as we rolled.
    â€œWhat if Krystal’s parents come outside and we get in trouble?” asked May.
    â€œWhen Krystal hears the commotion, trust me, she’ll be the first one out of her house,” I said. I knew there was a chance that might not happen, but fortunately, it did.
    Krystal came outside a few minutes after we started. “I see you!” she said.
    May started to panic. “C’mon!” she said. “Let’s go!”
    But I motioned for May to follow Billy and me. Sophie and June came too. We walked, with May in tow, right up to where Krystal was standing on her front porch. Billy was the self-appointed spokesperson. “Was there a problem on the soccer field today?” he asked, looping an arm around May.
    Krystal looked slightly horrified, like she might vomit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about it.” But clearly, she knew exactly what Billy was talking about.
    Billy gave Krystal his best fake politician smile (which is very good). “I heard there was a problem,” he said gesturing to May. “And I want to make sure there won’t be