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No! Angrily, she tossed the lip gloss into the trash. What was she thinking? She wasn’t a cheerleader! She was a NERD. She was sent on this mission to root out someone who was trying to destroy the world. Who cared about these stupid girls and their stupid competition?

Matilda crumpled the equation in her hand and walked back toward the picnic tables. The girls were gathered around them, chatting before the day’s practice.

“Does anybody know anything about algebra?” Matilda asked. “I flunked math and my teacher says if I can solve this problem, I can get out of summer school. It’s not fair! He worked for NASA or something before he came to our school.”

Kylie took the paper. Matilda hoped she wasn’t Gerdie. She liked Kylie and had come to think of her as her biggest friend in the group. But thankfully Kylie rolled her eyes and handed it to Jea

Jea

Pammy handed it to McKe

Tiffany rolled her eyes. “Not me!”

Matilda bit back her shock. Deep down Tiffany had been her primary suspect. Maybe she was just pretending to be dumb. Hadn’t Kylie told her that it was better to play dumb around the other girls? Maybe Tiffany was smart enough to know that math would give her away.

Tiffany handed the equation to Lilly, who examined it closely.

“What’s this?” Lilly asked.

“Maddie’s homework,” Tiffany said.

“The answer is two-thirds of ten to the ninth power. This is your homework? This is complicated stuff.”

“Wow!” McKe

“More like a mathlete,” Matilda said.

Lilly’s eyes met Matilda’s and the two stared at each other.

“Who sent you?” Lilly said.

“I’m with NERDS,” Matilda replied.

“You here to take me in?”

Matilda nodded.

“You think you can?”

Matilda nodded again.

“What’s going on?” Shauna said.

Lilly clenched her fists.

Matilda smiled. She hadn’t gotten to slug anyone in a few days. She was overdue. She threw the first punch, but Lilly blocked it. She threw another, with the same result. Matilda kicked and attempted a roundhouse, but each assault was blocked with ease.

“You’re good,” Matilda said, genuinely impressed.

“I got the same training as you, peewee,” Gerdie said, delivering a series of punches and kicks that Matilda swatted away.

“You two have to stop this,” Kylie cried. “You’re teammates.”

“No, we’re not,” Matilda said. “Tell them the truth.”

Gerdie jumped onto one of the picnic tables and shifted her fighting style to martial arts, sending precise punches to Matilda’s face, chest, and belly. Martial arts had never been Matilda’s strong suit. She hated the strict movements and preferred the freedom of a street fight, but she knew enough about it to defend herself. She also knew she wouldn’t last long in this type of fight, so she improvised, snatching up breakfast plates and silverware to use as weapons. Gerdie swatted them all away.

“Her name is Gertrude Baker,” Matilda shouted to the other girls. “The machine you’ve been using was her invention.”

Tiffany nodded. “It’s true. She gave it to me to get a spot on the squad. I didn’t want her.”

“You took a bribe!” McKe

“It helped us pay for the bus. We couldn’t have gotten this far without it!”

“I’m so texting this!”

Matilda continued. “Gerdie used the machine to steal things from other universes, just like you did! She used the money to fund a massive amount of plastic surgery. If you saw what she looked like before, you wouldn’t even recognize her.”



Gerdie grimaced and turned up the intensity of her fight.

“Back at home in Akron, Ohio, they call her Gruesome Gerdie.”

“Shut up!”

“She has two sisters who are totally gorgeous—real model types. She was superjealous, so she decided to turn herself into them.”

“Shut up!”

“And she’s put the world and all the other Earths that you’ve visited at risk. In fact, there are trillions of worlds that are about to be destroyed because Gerdie wanted to be pretty, so you all would like her,” Matilda said, catching Gerdie with a shot to the belly. “But she’s not one of you. She’s a nerd. A loser. A misfit.”

“Just like you,” Gerdie seethed.

“No, not just like me,” Matilda shouted as she shot into the air using her inhalers. “I’m proud of what I am. I am proud of being a nerd!”

She kicked Gerdie in the face on the way up and the cheerleader fell off the picnic table to the ground, flat on her back.

Matilda landed, then pressed the comlink on her nose.

“Wheezer to the Playground.”

“Do you have good news for me, agent?” Mr. Brand said.

“I’ve got Mathlete,” she said, just as Gerdie scampered to her feet and tackled her. The two rolled around on the ground as the other cheerleaders screamed.

“What’s going on?” Brand said.

“At the moment, she’s beating me up,” Matilda explained.

“The team is on their way,” Brand said.

Gerdie slugged Matilda in the chin, rattling her teeth. In return Matilda thrust her elbow into Gerdie’s belly.

The two girls traded punches and kicks all over the campground. Gerdie had been trained well. Her attacks were fast and furious, but it was Matilda who eventually pi

“Who are you?”

“I’m a spy,” Matilda said. “You can call me Wheezer. Lilly—or Gerdie, or whatever you call her—she is a fugitive, and I was sent to find her and arrest her.”

Pammy looked as if she might be sick. “You came here and pretended to be one of us?”

“Actually, Gerdie did that first,” Matilda said.

Gerdie stomped her foot in anger. “I admit it all, but I worked hard to earn my spot. This was real for me. I just wanted to be pretty.”

“So now what?” Jea

Matilda could see the anger on everyone’s face. “Well, she’s going back with me to help fix what she’s broken.”

“And what about us?” McKe

Matilda scowled to cover her uncertainty. “What about you? You’re not the center of the world. You’re not even a tiny part of it! You’re cheerleaders. The entire multiverse is at stake. Who cares about you?”

“What about the finals?” McKe

Tiffany shook her head. “Lilly and Maddie or whoever they are dragged us into their stupid drama. We have to forfeit.”

Some of the girls began to cry. Others stood stone-faced, seething with hatred for Matilda and Gerdie. Kylie wouldn’t even look Matilda in the eye.

THESE RESULTS ARE GETTING WORSE AND WORSE! LET’S TRY SOMETHING EASY—FILL IN THE BLANKS.

NOW, NORMALLY YOU WOULD READ THE FOLLOWING SENTENCES AND CHOOSE THE WORD THAT BEST FITS YOU, BUT SO FAR THAT’S NOT WORKING. YOU’RE KIND OF CREEPY, KID. THE ONLY THING I CAN THINK IS THAT YOU ARE CONFUSED OR YOU LIVE TOO CLOSE TO POWER LINES. SO I’M GOING TO HELP YOU PICK THE RIGHT ANSWERS. YOU’LL SEE MY HELPFUL HINTS THROUGHOUT THE QUIZ. EASY-BREEZY!