The Cubby Hole (IQ Testing Book 1)

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are bleeding over the tall barrier. I swing towards Buffo and Duchie who examine the barrier. The barrier wall seems to touch the clouds except the thunder storm isn’t as mean here at the wall. I whisper and exhale. “Strange physics…”
    Duchie touches the object, nodding. “It’s a yellow barrier wall between our park places for some reason. I tried to break it without success…”
    Buffo shifts and stands in front of the barrier. He holds both hands over the wall. Duchie giggles then shoves him into the wall. She giggles and raises her hands. “It’s harmless, silly boy. I tested it on my prefect little hands. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, big boy. It’s not cold or hot or warm or electric.”
    Buffo narrows his eyelids then says. “I see a mountain covered in white snow,” gasps. “I see my buddy Hatch. He’s wearing a pair of snow skis playing in the falling snowflakes like a little kid. He smiles and laughs. I see a female wearing a fur coat and a pair of sunglasses that must be Java who is with him. The scenery is so beautiful and pretty and pleasant. I don’t understand. Is this the same yellow tone colored park place that we visited a few minutes ago? I thought it was a grass park with rows of picnic tables and picnic baskets. Did Hatch advance into the red tone color instead?”
    I shake my curls. “That’s impossible. We were inside the orange walls, ceiling and flooring. And all the teens were colored in yellow, not red or pink,” touches the wall. “How is this possible?”
    Duchie touches the barrier. “I’m guessing here. But each park place is located within the same geographically spot on the planet. However, each park place is separated or barricaded with the surrounding corresponding color like here. Our park place must be showing the color of orange to Hatch and Java. Anyways, Hatch and Jara didn’t get six correct answers for the 75 percent to advance into the orange color tone. Therefore they were zoomed back down and then dropped into the yellow color tone like the me-chee machine told us…”
    “The two-fourths rule,” I nod.
    Duchie says. “If they don’t pass with a 75 percent value on the next round of academic questions for advancement into the orange color tone then they’ll be trapped inside the yellow tone color. The yellow color is my home city of Dandine. They will become dookie workers like my mama and daddy,” smirks and nods.
    “Ah, naw!” Buffo beats on the barrier with his fists. “I gotta tell ‘em. Hatch doesn’t know that they’ll be dookie workers the rest of their days,” pounds on the invisible barrier then yells. “Hatch! Hatch! Hatch, come over here. I am here, buddy. I can see ya,” back steps then waves his arms and jumps into the air. “We gotta warn ya about the me-chee color chart and the 75 percentage points,” he stops waving then back steps from the barrier. He swings around then searches the ground in the rain.
    I wipe my face of the raindrops then search the ground for a hard rock too as Buffo finds some bigger rocks. He swings to the barrier than slams the rocks into the wall.
    The wall does not waver.
    I exhale then smash with all my strength the single rock into the barrier.
    The wall does not shake.
    Buffo tosses the large heavy rocks then swings. He marches to a tree stump then yanks it out of the soft muddy ground. He grunts lifting it from the soil. He slowly back steps then swings to the barrier. He holds his breathe then violently rams the heavy tree stump into the yellow barrier.
    The wall does not break.
    He back pedals then runs tossing the tree stump. It rams into the barrier.
    The wall does not bust.
    Duchie wipes the water from her eyebrows then frowns. “Let ‘em stay! What they don’t know won’t hurt them? They’ll learn the truth in about another thirty minutes if I have calculated my math correctly,” giggles and nods.
    I sour then slap Duchie’s arm instead of her smug face, saying.

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