Spring Green Queen is on the Scene

In the blog that I wrote last, I promised I wouldn't rest until I found the source of Bethie's weird behavior. She's a good friend, but not nearly as close as Lanie. We've been having late-night conversations and sleepovers. I feel like a bad friend to be helping Beth and ignoring her at the same time. But it is best to leave it at that.

First off, I wanted to email Ruthie and check out Sonali's blog. I asked Beth to borrow her computer, because maybe there's something up with Sonali's blog. I haven't checked it in a while. I sent Ruthie the email I wanted and typed in Sonali's blogger URL. It came up as 'blocked from the computer.' That's odd.

"Bethie, why is Sonali's blog blocked from your computer?"
"I dunno. It just happened."
I closed Beth's laptop and raced downstairs to retrive my spring green laptop. I opened Sonali's blog on my Internet browser, and surprisingly, it came up. I read the first few lines of one of her June blogs, but a manicured hand slammed my laptop shut on my fingers.
"Ouch." I whispered under my breath. Something grabbed my hair, and I was being tugged outside into the woods.
"Listen to me." A threatening voice crackled into my ear. "If anything is said to Sonali, Beth, or your dumb [the voice said another word...] sister about their blogs, I sware I'm going to drown you in that pond." The voice hissed into my ear.
I turned to see who it was, but all I could see was a red stiletto heel that got stuck in the mud. I picked it up. Interesting.

After future examination, I found that the sitletto belonged to none other then Rebecca Ann Claire Rubin.
"Listen to me, Gracelynne!" Rebecca pleaded. "I didn't do it! I'm not out to get Sonny and Beth, I sware!" She fell into a heap at my feet and sobbed into her hands.
"Wait a sec." I muttered. I grabbed Rebecca's hand. No finger nail polish in sight.
"You're free, Beck. Go." I motioned for her to leave the G.R.O.I.C; or Grace's Room of Investigating Crimes. Lanie was sitting on my bed. I brought her to the woods and we followed the heel marks and my sneaker prints to the exact spot where I was threatened. I also found a sparkly gem that looked like it fell from a necklace.
"I know that gem. It's from a necklace of Julie's." Lanie murmured



~Grace~