Nrune __________________ __

Part of Speech Exercise 4

Putting All the Pieces Together
From Devilish by Maureen Johnson
Directions: On the lines below, indi-
cate how each word is functioning: ad-
jective, noun, pronoun, verb, adverb,
present participle, past participle, infini-
tive, preposition, or none of these.
leaving _____ _
Spanish _____ _
cupcake _____ _
prunpered _____ _
stolen
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moments
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staring ____________ _
at ____________ _
fields __________ _
It _____ _
antique ____________ _
perfume _____ _
1 _____ _
would be portrayed ____ _
sweet ____________ _
devoted
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fell __________ _
grew ____________ _
felt ______ _
slipping _____ _
prized _____ _
III ____________ _
to ____________ _
prologlle So this was how it ended. The 1'epe/e1's
had deserted) lea.ving plt'ttcs of Spanish alnwnds and sushi
tlnd cup . calle wrappers. Now there wouJd be no m01'C grand
ballrooms with AssY1'ian flings and pa11'lpered dogs and Eng-
lish pop stars a:nd the A3. No 11wre 11tidnight rides through
the skies of Providence. No 11to1'e CalcuJus II with Brother
Frank . . No m,on stolen 1'1'Wments with 116-year-old boys or
stari,rtg at the goldc'n briele mansion aC1'OSS the fields. It had
come bac!? to this mad room of t:trl-tique pC1fu,me bottles and
disagreements.
Only a htlndfid of peoplcwould unde1'stand the real
11uilning of this event. The general p'ublic lVO'ttld be horror-
struck. They. lPouJd wonder how two best two other-
u7ise unassl.f,.1ning girls on the pe1;ge of adulthood, cou.ld haJ7e .
ended up like this. There would be neH7S specials a1'J,d magazine
articles: "Teen Tragedy Stums Providence, (Rhode Island
Rarnpage.)) I would be cast as the b1'aitlY troublemaleer- the
an,-,,1'y little blond punk. AllisonwouJd be portrayed as 1'1'ty
sweet, devoted friend--the one I had tricked and mislead
and taken dOrlm this tragic path. The real villain would not
ttppem' in the at all.
Oh) I had 1'/.0 doubt that they)d the ll'hole 1ness on
me, probabZ'Y ju,st beci1-use I had spilzy hair and tl tendency to
talk too much. Tha.t was the story of my l(fe. And that was
(wer.
It doesn)t ma.tter how old you are lJJhnt YO'u die, Fd been
told. lVhen )'OU die, thft{'s the right tinte for you. Fd also been,
told 1'J'l-)' was a sl1utll price to pay.
I lvas glad to pay it f01' Allison ...
My hcr..nd fell away from the phone. The r001n <...'p'el.fJ dark
and I felt myse(f slipping , down the side of the sofa) do'wn to
the prized Oriental rug. This was my finalmo17e in the ga n'/.. e)
this graceless th'ud to the jl001'. There was one question
left in my mind . ..
Had I pla ..yed it 1,'ight?