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1
The Boringest Store in the World
    My name is A.J. and I hate school.
    Do you know which months are the best months of the year? July and August, of course! Because there’s no school over the summer.
    YAY!
    The only problem is that now it’s September.
    BOO!
    Bummer after the summer!
    School starts tomorrow. So my mom said we had to go to this store called Staples to buy back-to-school supplies. Ugh! Staples is the boringest store in the history of the world. They don’t sell video games or toys or any cool stuff. They just sell pens and pencils and ultraboring junk like that.
    My mom had a list of things I had to get for third grade. After we found the boring book covers, boring binders, boring colored pencils, and boring glue sticks, I wanted to get a pen with a laser beam in it. Laser beams are cool. I saw this movie where they used a laser beam to kill aliensfrom outer space. But they don’t sell pens like that at Staples.
    They do have one cool thing—a copy machine. Copy machines are cool because you can put your head on the glass and make a funny picture of your face. It only costs eight cents! But you have to be sure to close your eyes or you’ll go blind.
    I stuck my head in the copy machine and closed my eyes. I was reaching for the START button when I heard the most horrible sound in the history of the world….
    â€œHi, Arlo!”
    Ugh! It was Andrea Young, this annoying girl in my class with curly brown hair. I hate her. Andrea calls me by my realname because she knows I don’t like it.

    I took my head off of the copy machine. Andrea was with her mom, who looks just like Andrea but with wrinkles.
    â€œAre you buying back-to-school supplies too , Arlo?” Andrea asked.
    â€œNo,” I told her. “I’m skydiving.”
    When somebody asks you a dumb question, you should always give them a dumb answer. That’s the first rule of being a kid.
    â€œI would never put my face in a copy machine,” said Andrea.
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œBecause I’m one of a kind!” Andrea said.
    â€œYou should put your face in a paper shredder instead,” I suggested.
    Andrea rolled her eyes. Why can’t a copy machine fall on her head?
    My mom and Andrea’s mom were talking about the weather. Grown-ups are really interested in weather. Nobody knows why.So I was forced to talk to Andrea.
    â€œWhich do you like better, Arlo,” Andrea asked, “this notebook with a picture of kittens on it or this one with elephants on it?”
    â€œDo they have a notebook with a picture of elephants stomping on kittens?” I asked.
    Andrea rolled her eyes again. Our moms said we could play around on the office chairs for a few minutes while they talked about the weather.
    â€œLet’s pretend we’re grown-ups working in a real office!” Andrea said.
    I sat at one of the desks and picked up a fake telephone.
    â€œSend over a million dollars!” I barked into the phone. “NOW!”
    â€œWhere’s my coffee?” Andrea shouted. “I’ll die if I don’t have coffee!”
    â€œYou’re fired!” I barked again. “Get out!”
    Pretending to be a grown-up is fun.
    â€œI need to file some reports,” Andrea said, and she rolled her chair over to a big filing cabinet. When she pulled it open, the most amazing thing in the history of the world happened.
    A head popped out!
    â€œG’day, mates!” the head said.
    â€œAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” we screamed.
    It was Mr. Granite, our new, third-grade teacher!

2
We Want Chocolate Cake
    The first day of school is the worst day of the year. But the nice thing is that third graders are allowed to ride their bikes to school. I rode with my friends Ryan and Michael.
    After we locked our bikes to the bike rack, we were told to go to the all-purpose room for an assembly. The teachers were sitting on the stage, and they were all wearing green T-shirts that said