Snap Out of It!

Summer vacation was only a few weeks away, but none of my teachers seemed to notice. I was up to my eyeballs in homework. My brain was turning into Jell-O. Even my locker smelled like old cheese. I kept forgetting to take home my lunch box, and green fuzzies were growing on my old sandwich crumbs. School break couldn't get here fast enough!

"Remember, class, there will be a quiz tomorrow," said Mr. Doring, our science teacher. "You must know how plants help our environment."

That was the third time he'd reminded us today. No wonder we called him Boring Doring. He was about to drive me bonkers. It was like our teacher didn't think we could remember a single thing! He was the one with Post-it notes all over his desk, after all. He always had a bad hair day (that was one thing we had in common) and always wore that ginormous red tie with a picture of Einstein saying, "Science is cool" on the front. Ugh. My teacher might think science is cool but not me. Why do we have to learn about junk like that?

Art is the only class that I like. After all, I am an artist and will be world famous someday. It's only a matter of time before my drawings will be in a museum. I'll probably be forced to wear sunglasses and hide from all my fans. Luckily, I keep a pencil stashed in my ponytail, just in case I need to give an autograph or draw something cool. But for now, I was in science class.

Yuck.

"He must think we're totally clueless," I whispered to Maddy, my best friend.

She didn't move a muscle, so I wasn't sure she'd heard me.

"He's reminded us ten zillion times about that dumb quiz. Why are we having a test this time of the year, anyway?" I said a little louder.

"Uh, right, Chan ... clueless test ... a zillion times ... mmhmm ..."

Huh? What's her problem?

Every word I'd said had gone in one ear and out the other. Maybe Boring Doring had finally pushed her over the edge. I couldn't blame her.

Maybe she's turned into a science zombie.

I pulled my Lime Lizard Green pencil from my ponytail and dropped it onto the floor on purpose. I needed to check out what Maddy was doing at her desk. If she'd really turned into a zombie, I needed to run for my life.

And then I saw it.

Maddy was in a total daze and writing in her notebook:

Maddy + Marco 4 Ever

Ugh.

This was all Cooper's fault. Wait—no, it was really all Marco Ramos' fault!

Marco was the new kid at school. Well, he wasn't that new. He'd been here for almost a month and seemed like any other fourth grade boy to me. We didn't know much about him, only that he spoke Spanish and English, which was cool, I guess, and that his dad was looking for a new job.

But yesterday Marco told Cooper that he thought Maddy was cute, and, of course, Cooper had to run straight to tell Maddy. Cooper Newberry is one of my best friends, but he blabs everything to the entire planet. And now, thanks to the big mouth, Maddy has gone goofy in science class—all because of a boy.

"Helllloooo, earth to Maddy, come in for a landing ... do you hear meeee?" I snapped my fingers as loudly as possible, trying to get her attention.

Just when Maddy noticed I was alive, I felt our teacher standing right behind my desk. His stare was burning a hole into my ponytail.

"Miss Channing O'Banning, do you have something you'd like to tell the class?" Mr. Boring glared over the top of his glasses, like one of those mad scientists on the sci-fi channel.

"Uh, no ... um ... sorry, Mr. Boring," I said quickly.

The whole class cracked up.

"Oh! I mean Mr. Doring—not Mr. Boring ... sir!" I corrected myself.

Cooper laughed so hard that I thought his head might blow off. His whole face turned red. Almost purple, really. It wasn't that funny.

But just when I was about to get the Boring Doring lecture on "No Talking While the Teacher Is Talking," the bell rang for class to be over. Yes! I couldn't leave science class fast enough.

"Way to go, Chan," Cooper griped. "The last thing we need is for Boring Doring to get mad at everyone during the last week of school. He could really make this test a doozy."

Secretly, I wanted to yell at Cooper for blabbing to Maddy that Marco said she was cute. That's what started this whole thing in the first place. But I couldn't get too mad. Cooper had been one of my best friends since kindergarten. He understood me better than anyone. Maddy understood me too, but now she was in Marco La La Land.

"I don't see why we have to know so much about a bunch of dumb plants," I complained.

"I don't think Mr. Doring cares what you think, Chan. And we still have to take the quiz. Otherwise, we'll flunk and have to take the class again next year."

Cooper did have a point. I couldn't face the future if Boring Doring were in my life for two years in a row. Cooper always thinks of things ahead of time, which is exactly why he is the smartest kid in class. He remembers to study for every single quiz, and he always remembers to complete every assignment. Basically, Cooper is exactly the opposite of me. I tried not to think about things that stunk. And to me, science is one of the stinkiest things ever. Cooper Newberry loves it.

"I'll help you guys study for the quiz," said someone behind us. "I know a lot about plants and animals and stuff."

That's when I looked over my shoulder. Ugh. It was You-Know-Who.

Apparently, Marco liked stinky science too. Of course.

Marco and Maddy were walking right behind us. I couldn't help but glance over at Cooper. He didn't seem to be as bugged about it as I was.

"Oh, yeah?" I asked Marco. "Are you a plant and animal expert or something?"

I didn't need anyone's help—especially from Marco, the Best Friend Thief.

"We learned about all kinds of plants at my old school in Costa Rica. There's every plant you can imagine in the rainforest. In fact, some of the plants and animals don't exist anywhere else in the world."

I looked over at Maddy, and she was grinning from ear to ear. She looked at Marco like he was some kind of genius. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

I wanted to scream.

"We have zoos around here, you know," I pointed out. "And planetariums."

"Uh, Chan, planetariums study planets, not plants," Cooper whispered.

Oh, whatever!

"You may know something about plants, Marco, but I happen to know everything about animals," I said.

That was one thing I was sure about. After all, I could draw any and every kind of animal. I looked over at Cooper, hoping he'd agree that I was an animal expert. I finally had to poke him with my elbow to make sure he got the...