while repairs were being done on the school. Ever since, the trailer had stood empty.
Emily B. raised her hand again. â
I
think a haunted house would be too scary for the little kids.â
âNot as scary as a first grader in make-up,â Gordy muttered.
Everybody laughed.
âThatâs a good point, Emily,â Ms. Ali said. âIt needs to be for the whole school, not just the upper grades.â
Milo said, âMy little brother Ethan loves the haunted house at Playland Park.â On their last trip, Ethan had gone through the haunted house almost as many times as the Dino Safari.
Ms. Ali still looked doubtful, but she called for a vote.
Everybody voted for the haunted houseâexcept Brooke and the Emilies. Emily S. started to lift her hand, but Brooke and Emily B. glared at her and she yanked it down. Her feet tapped nervously under her desk.
âAll right,â Ms. Ali said. âHaunted house it is. But please, letâs not go overboard. We donât want any crying kindergartners.â
Gordy called out, âDoes that mean no making them eat fake eyeballs and brains and stuff?â
Ms. Ali shook her head and sighed. âTime to get out your math books.â
All the kids groaned, including Milo. Then he had an idea. They were working on measurementsâ
âMs. Ali, couldnât we go measure the learning cottage?â he asked. âTo see how much spooky stuff will fit? Youâre always saying we should use math in real life.â
Ms. Ali thought for a second. Then she smiled. âWhy not?â
The class cheered.
When they reached the learning cottage, Milo saw that the door hung slightly open and the lock was broken.
âIâll let Mr. Schiff know,â Ms. Ali said. Mr. Schiff was the school custodian.
Inside, the floor was a sea of broken chalk and crumpled papers. A desk with a missing leg lay on its side in the middle of the room. Someone had piled chairs in one corner. In another, rolled-up posters gathered dust.
Gordy let out a long whistle. âWhat a mess!â
âAt least we know nobody else is using the place,â Jazz said.
Ms. Ali nodded. âIâll ask Mr. Schiff if he can clear this out.â
Milo looked around. Those big sheets of cardboard would be great for tombstones, he thought. They were a little old and ratty, but who wants a clean new tombstone in a haunted house? And that globe was falling off its stand. Maybe they could wrap it in black plastic and use it for the body of a giant spider.
He told his classmates what he was thinking.
Jazz said, âIâll bet thereâs all kinds of stuff in here that we could use. Hey, maybe we can clean the place up ourselves!â
Brooke wrinkled her nose. âWho wants to
clean
?â
âNot me,â Emily B. said quickly. She wrinkled her nose like Brooke. Milo thought she looked like a beady-eyed squirrel.
âI think itâs a great idea,â Ms. Ali said. âIf we offer to clean up, the principal might be more likely to approve our plan.â
As Milo pulled out the measuring tape, he caught a glimpse of Brooke staring at Jazz, eyes narrowed. If Emily B. looked like a squirrel, Brooke reminded him of something else.
An angry snake about to strike.
Later in the afternoon, when they got back from gym, Ms. Ali had a big smile on her face. âI asked the principal if we could use the learning cottage for our haunted houseâand he said yes.â
âCan we stay after school and clean?â Jazz asked.
Brooke tossed her hair. âEmily S.âs grandma is picking us up today. Weâre going skating, just the two of us.â
She smiled as Emily B. shot Emily S. a jealous look. Ducking her head, Emily S. opened her desk and began shuffling papers and books around.
Ms. Ali asked who wanted to stay and clean. Jazz and Milo raised their hands, along with a few others.
When the bell rang, the volunteers loaded up on
Yenthu Wentz
Aneesa Price
Suzanne Weyn
Mary Marks
Craig Johnson
Patrice Michelle
Kate McMullan
Sherryl Woods
Steven Savile
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