The sub opened the drawer and screamed. A zillion grasshoppers jumped out at her from the drawer full of worms and dirt. She stumbled back and slipped on some of the mud and water I had tracked in earlier. Everyone in the class just stared like they couldn’t believe what they were seeing!

Sukie ran over to her and called out, “Someone get help, I think she’s hurt.” The old lady was just sort of moaning and holding her arm. I felt bad, but what was done was done. I figured there wasn’t anything I could do about it then.

The rest is kind of a blur. An ambulance came. The medics said the sub had probably broken her arm, maybe her shoulder.

Then the security guard and principal came in. They went through everyone’s backpacks. They found jars in mine. Unfortunately, there were still a few worms sticking to the bottom of one of the jars. I tried to tell them that I had no idea how the jars got in my backpack. Like I said, the damage was already done, so what was the point of me getting in trouble? But it didn’t really matter what I said.

I had already been in some trouble at school. I had been known to provide some distractions to a few terminally boring classes but nothing on this scale before. So, between my reputation and those stupid wormy jars, no one was very interested in what I had to say that morning.