A teacher was able to help Franklin clean off whatever the goo was. Unsurprisingly, Franklin then went home for the day.
Sheryl and I were sitting in the clubroom after-school, with Samantha's laptop on the table. Samantha had stepped out to use the washroom.
Then, suddenly, Sheryl jumped up and darted to the laptop. She pulled out a flash drive and plugged it into the laptop.
Surprised, I took a moment before asking, "What are you doing?"
"Samantha recorded everything that Madeline said when she was in here!"
I stood up as well, "That's right! We can take this to the principal and prove that it was Madeline who did this to Franklin!"
"No..." Sheryl flashed an evil smile.
I studied Sheryl for a moment, "What do you mean? Why wouldn't we give it to the principal?"
"I'm going to upload this onto the Internet."
"What good would that do?"
"She said that she thought Franklin was cute. When the other bullies hears it, they'll turn on her." Sheryl's evil grin grew larger.
"You can't do that, Sheryl. We can't just take matters into our own hands like this. Besides, do you really want to do to Madeline what she did to Franklin? Do you want to be like her? Let's just bring this to the teachers!"
"Even if we told the teachers, she'll just get suspended. She won't stop. No, she needs to learn how it feels like!"
"Yes, that's probably true, but this isn't how she'll learn. Don't stoop to their level, Sheryl. I know you're angry, but don't give into your anger! Don't give in to your dark side!"
Sheryl raised an eyebrow and looked at me, "... What is this? A Star Wars parody?"
"Well, I kind of always wanted to say that. But look, Sheryl, let's do this the right way, okay? We'll talk to the principal on Monday."
Sheryl looked at me. Then she sighed, "Okay..."
At this moment, Samantha walked back into the clubroom. Looking at us, and feeling that something was wrong, she asked, "Uh, did I miss something?"
Sheryl walked over and gave Samantha a hug, "Remember when you recorded Madeline earlier?"
Samantha's eye widened, "That's right! We have proof that she did this to Franklin!"
"Yeah..." Sheryl said, devoid of her usual energy.
Samantha noticed, "Um, that's a good thing, right, Sheryl?"
"Yeah..." Sheryl said in the same flat tone.
Sheryl walked over to her bag. "Well, it's late, so let's go to the principal on Monday and show him the recording."
Samantha smiled and started to say, "Okay, that sounds go-"
But Sheryl just left without saying another word.