
Elizabeth had been frozxen in her tracks, watching the terrible scene unfold. But now she knew it was time to take cover. This was war. She quickly darted under the table as Sophia lunged for a bucket of orange paint, and Sarah dove for a bucket of black.
"You thug!" Sarah yelled as she reached into the bucket of black paint and tossed a handful of it in Sophia's direction.
"Stop it!" Elizabeth screamed from beneath the table.
But Sophia and Sarah were chasing each other around the table, each of them armed with fresh buckets.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" a voice thundered from the doorway. Elizabeth looked up and saw Mr. Sweeney running into the room just as Sarah and Sophia let the paint buckets fly.
Elizabeth closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to watch. There were two loud "splaaaaats," and outraged shout, and then a terrible silence.
What's wrong with Lila? Poor Lila!