Jahnna N. Malcolm Quote

So what are doing lurking out here? Madison asked, cradling the sticker with Blue’s number in her hand, so Jeremy wouldn’t see it.Jeremy leaned in until his face was only inches from hers, and whispered, That’s for me to know and you to find out.Ahem! a deep voice sounded behind them. I hate to interrupt this little tete-a-tete, but don’t you have someplace else you ought to be right now?Madison and Jeremy sprang away from each other like startled pigeons. They turned and guiltily faced the principal. Madison spoke first. Hello, Mr. Kaufman. I left some, um, material for my report for Mr. Dalberg’s class in my locker and I was just about to get it.Is that your locker? Mr. Kaufman asked.Jeremy cut in. Actually, it’s my locker. Madison forgot to mention that she had asked me to keep it for her. Jeremy spun the combination on the lock to show Mr. Kaufman that he was actually getting the report. He swung open the locker and grabbed the first thing he could put his hands on--a MAD magazine.Without skipping a beat, Madison took it and started talking. You see, Mr. Kaufman, we’re studying the role that periodicals and newspapers have played in American historical events. For instance, um, Tom Paine’s pamphlet helped start the American Revolution, and, well, Horace Greeley’s editorials in the sparked the great Westward migration and the idea of Manifest Destiny, and now MAD magazine has, um, er--Redefined the concept of social satire in the twentieth century, Jeremy jumped in. Without MAD, there’d have been no Without the no Without , there’d be no Bill Murray. Eddie Murphy. Adam Sandler. The list goes on and on.Really? Mr. Kaufman raised one eyebrow. Very interesting.Madison plastered a grateful smile on her face and extended her hand to Jeremy. Thanks for keeping this, um, research material for me.Jeremy shook her hand politely. Anytime, Madison. I have room in here for lots more of your, uh, reports.Before Mr. Kaufman could say anything, Jeremy shut his locker, and the two of them marched off in opposite directions away from the principal.As she walked away, Madison held her breath waiting for Mr. Kaufman to call them back. But he didn’t. Madison couldn’t believe her luck. What a bizarre encounter! And yes, she had to admit it: Jeremy had really bailed her out when she’d run out of gas with her excuse.