(PETE’S POV)
Something fishy was going on and I did not know what it was. I did not know if it was something that I should be bothered about either. I had gone to the school paper’s team today and asked if they wanted to see me. Jennifer the editor in chief had looked at me confused. I had gone on to tell them that a correspondent of theirs had showed up at my house on Sunday for an interview with me. But Jennifer had insisted that they had never arranged for anything like that.
I wanted to argue with her saying that someone had come to my house on Sunday night and had met with my mom but Jennifer looked very certain. And if she, the editor in chief said no then I guessed it was no then. So i decided to let it be.
Confused, I had excused myself from the office still thinking as I Meg.
