Bubble Gum
, Chapter 1 Bad Luck I have always had bad luck. Whether it was dodgeball in gym class (I got out 5 times in a row once), or running out of soap in the bathroom after I had decided to do my bussiness, the constant line went on and on. But this piece of bad luck in particular has happened so much that people are starting to believe that this wasn’t just a coincidence anymore. My friends love to play tag. I did too. Until about a month ago. My friends and I always have had one specific way to settle who’s it for tag. I for one hate being it. So does everyone else. We do something like, “bubble gum, bubble gum, in a dish, how many pieces do you wish?” I know the proper pattern for bubblegum. What numbers to get me out (if you're out of the circle, then that means you're not it) and what numbers that get others out. But for every single day in the past month I have been the last one standing (which ...