"Drastic, like . . . I don't know," Mohsin said. "Maybe you could steal her diary and blackmail her into dumping the selfie club?"
"You could slam her in the face with a dodgeball so hard she gets amnesia and forgets all about her new club?" Riyaz suggested.
"You could put a bug in her hair and post it on YouTube so she'll transfer to a new school out of sheer humiliation?" Dev suggested.
I was getting sick and tired of people repeating all those rumours. "I KNOW!" I yelled sarcastically. "WHY DON'T I JUST PUSH TIFFANY OFF A SKI SLOPE SO SHE'LL BREAK HER NOSE AND NEVER WANT TO TAKE ANOTHER SELFIE AGAIN?!"
The guys started cheering and high-fiving each other.
"PERFECT!!" Siddharth shouted.
"BRILLIANT!!" Riyaz roared.
"AWESOME!!" Mohsin cheered.
"EXCELLENT!!" Dev yelled.
"Sorry, dudes! I was kidding! That was just SARCASM!" I grumbled.
"Well, can you at least come to our meeting after school on Friday?" Siddharth pleaded.
"I don't think so. But what usually happens at these meetings?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Well, we start by suggesting a daily activity. Then we vote YES or NO and drop them in the ballot box. Then we open it and count the votes," Dev explained.
"So your club does cool stuff like conduct experiments, visit technology museums, and enter science fairs, right?" I asked.
"No! We usually just do re-enactments of our favourite light saber fight scenes from the Star Wars movies. It's really fun and exciting!" Mohsin exclaimed.
So THAT explained why Siddharth was carrying that small box and light saber this morning.
"I don't know, guys!" I sighed. "Just let me think about it, okay? Maybe we can meet here tomorrow during lunch to discuss it some more."
So that was our plan.
The guys thanked me and headed off to class feeling hopeful.
But deep down I already knew there wasn't much I could do to help them save their science club.

:(!!