2. Scorching in Wonders
Chapter 1
It was 11:00 a.m.; mid-morning. I had just woke up. I was dizzy. It was weird since I
had a thermometer in my room and checked it. It read 98.06 (normal). I thought
“must have been last night’s air pressure”.
I had cereal for breakfast. Cereal! I, Adam Vuldrogen, had cereal. Usually, I never
had cereal. But today, I felt new. Like a new person.
I went ahead and went to school. I didn’t like school for 2 reasons. I even made a
flash card of them:
1. Like every other student, I think school is boring
2. I get bullied a lot of times
As I went to my bus stop, I walked with Joe, my best friend. He is a good guy
because he stands up for me when I get bullied. When he does that, I say “Thank
you Mr. Awesome guy!”
So, I was at my bus stop in a jiffy. You know what they say: Time flies when
you’re having fun! I ride bus 175; bus 175 is a fast bus. It got here as I got to my bus
stop. Fast right?
As I was getting on my bus, a 4th grader called me a punk. After that, a billion
more people called me a punk. It must have been a new record for the world’s most
hated person!
After 4 hours of torture I finally got to school. It was time for an hour and a half
of core class ELA. That whole time I was waiting for the time to be 9:06, core class
math. All night I had studied a huge math test called the OAT (Ohio Achievement
Test) and I was ready for it!
The clock struck 9:04 and we were dismissed. Sweet! An early dismissal! I
rushed to core class math and I was the first to mark my name in bubbles on the
back. I also finished the test and checked twice first. I had finished so fast that my
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teacher asked me if I checked my test. “I checked twice, Mrs. Smith” I said. “Did
anybody in here even study?” I thought.
Everyone had finished early enough to play heads up 7-up. I knew that each
one’s best friend would pick their best friend. I found that out quickly. When the bell
rang, Mrs. Smith quickly said “We have a half day so you won’t have your 2 last
core classes.”
I never thought I would say this but
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I
screamed so loud the whole school, no; the whole USA could hear me. I wonder if
any astronauts heard me. It turns out I said it in my mind.
I got on my phone and texted Joe:
Me: Are you ok?
Joe: Yes
Me: Why weren’t you talking to me in the lunch room?
Joe: Duh! I was looking at the most beautiful girl in the whole 7th grade!
Me: Who?
System: Joe has left the texting service
I put my phone in my backpack and left for lunch.
4. Scorching in Wonders
Chapter 2
This was the worst time of the day, lunch. I never got to sit with Joe. I usually
had to sit with bullies. But believe it or not, I got to sit with Joe! Actually, we were
the only ones at a table. I was about to ask someone why but then I thought about
the consequences.
I decided to talk to Joe about the half day. When I asked him that, there was no
reply. “Strange” I thought. I asked him again, this time louder than before. Still, no
response. I decided to eat.
Peanut butter-jelly from the school. “EWW!” I shrieked. Everybody but Joe
stared at me. I got kicked out of the lunch room. I was beginning to think that Joe
was befriending me.
Not only did I get kicked out of the lunch room, but I also got detention by Mrs.
Smith. Our teacher gives us “tickets” to detention, which is just a yellow paper
signed by her. Detention is located in the first classroom on the right. That’s Mr.
Gafter, a 1st grade teacher.
I remember Mr. Gafter as my 1st teacher. He made me do long division, which I
ALWAYS got 100% on. And with every 100% I got, a scratch-and-sniff sticker was
given to me. I liked the strawberry scented sticker. But that’s just a lost and cold
memory. And every time I remembered, I cried.
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Chapter 3
I got out of detention at midnight. I was tired so I perpendiculated (that means
to stretch ALL of your bones). When I got home, I slept for 2 days. I had a dream
about Mr. Gafter while I fell in that deep trance. I dreamt about the A+ grades and
the report cards he gave to my parents to read. The transition at the last part of my
dream (which turned into a nightmare) was the crumbling of paper.
I woke up in the middle of my sister’s room! I looked behind me to see if she
had seen me. And there she was, in that sassy mood look. Sara Vuldrogen is mad at
me again! “What in god’s green earth are you doing in my room?” she asked in a
loudish voice. I replied “I think I sleep-walked.” Sara just walked away like a pussy
cat.