By Hannah Boone
Katahdin Elementary
Grade 4
Once upon a school day…
“What?!” shouted Patrina. The one, the only, Miss Perfect. “A t-t-t-t-t-t-two page assignment? Zero pages is enough! Okay, I’ll pull myself together,” she said again.
“Yes, I’d say you’d better!” Mrs. Amy said. “Jessica, I see your hand is up,” Mrs. Amy pointed at Jessica Flyer. “Yes,” Jessica began. “I did my homework on my invention, like you asked last week. Just wondering, when are we sharing our inventions again?” she asked Mrs. Amy nicely. “Tomorrow,” Mrs. Amy said happily smiling, talking British-like.
“What?” shouted Patrina, otherwise known as Pat. “Tomorrow? I haven’t built mine yet,” she scarcely stated loudly. “Oh yes, your paper telling about our inventions went home 7, no 27 days ago. You seem to need a head start on things, Patrina Richy. No doubt about it, you’re rich-y.” Mrs. Amy said. “But I haven’t got a plan!” Pat shouted.”Tell you what,” Mrs. Amy began. “You may partner up with…ummm…Maddison!” Mrs. Amy suggested.
“Maddison Kaelynn or McPal? Eeeeh, not McMeannie!” “Kaelynn, well, she’s hard to work with here! How ‘bout Martin Arfri? Jessica! Wait…she’s too smart! At this rate, I’m better off alone but I guess I’ll take ARfri, “ Patrina said. “This ought to be good,”Jessica thought.
Later when class dismissed, Jessica went home very fast to make sure her invention was running OK. Rushing through her house, she hollered, “I’m home!” and threw her coat on her dog! Lela dog didn’t like that!
Jessica opened up the craft room door, which in this case is her invention room. Jessica flipped on the light switch. “Ahh, my ‘Double Kidder Machine,’ “ Jessica said to herself. “Should I walk in my invention okay? It’ll make two of me, I hope. Then again, it wouldn’t hurt to try,” Jessica thought. “Then, during class make the third Jessica Flyers #1 me, #2, #3, and # (no more!).” So Jessica hopped in her machine, pressed the button, shut the door, closed her eyes, then…”Chshoonmhzplacksplat!”
The machine failed… “Hello. Hello. Hello Hi.” Oops, millions of Jessica Flyers everywhere crammed in the machine! “Hello guys, ummm, are you lost ‘cause my machine only duplicates only one copy of me. Not millions!” “Ya,” one of the Jessica Flyers said. “Oh, I must of pressed the go button and duplicate button too much. I was so excited!” Jessica Flyers said (the real one).
Then all at once, “Knock, knock, knock!” “Oh, no!” Jessica scarily said. Jessica knew no one could see the other one million Jessicas! So, she called her B.F.F. MacKenna Avanoos to come and help. “Hello?” MacKenna said. “Hey. Someone is knocking on my craft door, and…” “Ya, that’s me. I want to come in,” MacKenna said. Jessica opened the sad, cramped room’s dark, dark blue door.
“Sorry,” Jessica laughed. “Which one of you said it?” MacKenna sarcastically said looking at the (real) Jessica. “Jessica, FLYERS, not FLYER,” Mackenna said with an attitude. “Really are appreciating the sarcasm, MaKie!” Jess said. “Jess, you know I hate you calling me Makie, Jessie,” MacKenna Avanoos said. “Hey, I hate you calling me Jessie, MacKenna,” Jessica replied. “Can you just let me come in?” the dashing girl in curled hair, sun glasses, and high heels with a matching pink purse said. All of the other Jessicas blinked once or twice while the girls were arguing.
“Jessica, let me in,” MacKenna demanded. “Fine,” Jessica caved in. “Ooh, let me try this machine out,” Mac said. “NO!” shouted Jess. It was too late. Mac had already disappeared, definition: GONE! “MAC!” hollered Jessica. Jessica tried to open the door. “Oh no! It’s jammed! Jammed with the useless pink purse! Why did ‘Mrs. Stylish’ have to bring the purse in here?” thought Jess.
Jess needed help, but she couldn’t let her mom know about this! Or dad! So, as a responsible child with an irresponsible friend would do, she called people to come and help. She called Nikki Moon, Amber Brackett, and couldn’t leave out Maya Finpatrick-Jones. “Hello, hello, hello, help!” Jess called them. All three girls came to help without a “knock-knock.” “There it is, May said. “The big problem disappear you say? Nikki should try it!” Amber said. “No way! Maybe you could though,” Nikki answered. “Guys,” Jess said. “Okay, help open up the door and get MacKenna out,” said Jess. “Urrrg,” they pushed until all of a sudden, “Pop!” “Guys!” shouted MacKenna. MacKenna gave a big hug to Jessica. Later, all the girls, except for the one million Jessicas went home.
Jessica went to bed at 8:30 p.m. In the morning, she and Jessica tripped over a lever that reverses things. “Uh, I can install this to my ‘Double Kidder’ and take away the other Jessicas!” she said. Later, she fixed the ‘Double Kidder’ then chazoomchajinxchingzabalon, it finally worked.
During breakfast, she put 11 pounds of syrup on her pancakes. “Why did you do that?” asked Mom. “Felt like it,” Jess replied. Later, she got on the bus and went to school with her invention. “Jess,” Mrs. Amy said. “Your turn,” said Amy.
“Okay, here I go,” Jess thought. She got in…another million Jessicas came out. “Not again!” thought Jess slapping her forehead.
