Captain Superlative by J. S. Puller

Author:J. S. Puller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2018-05-08T00:00:00+00:00

“Hi, Janey!” Captain Superlative called loudly from the other side of the front atrium. It was Monday morning and the sunlight was reflecting off the snow, filling the entry hall with blindingly white light. She was standing at the entrance to the seventh-grade hall, shining bright silver, handing out packets of paper to the kids as they passed her, disrupting and stirring the motes of dust.

A few kids glanced back and forth between the two of us, but no one said anything. I didn’t know what to expect when I walked into school and everyone saw me with her. And on purpose. When no one responded, I realized that I still had a choice. Oh, sure, I’d signed on to this crusade under the velvety cover of a dark Friday night, but in the clear light of day, there was an opportunity before me to back out. It seemed like the sort of thing Jane would have done. But if my father was right, if I really was Janey! and some kind of hero-in-waiting, then I was going to move forward.

The decision was made.

I walked over to Captain Superlative’s side and she handed me a stack of papers—study guides for the big social-studies test with gleaming red staples. The two of us had gone over and over the vocab words on Friday. I’d never spent so much time studying for a test in my life, never felt so prepared to walk into Ms. Hinton’s classroom. I gave Captain Superlative a skeptical look, though. “Isn’t it a little late for these? The test is today.”

“It’s never too late!” she said. “And I felt bad. I only made them for the kids in my class, but everyone could use them.”

Shrugging, I took my stack and started to hand out the guides. For a few minutes, it was surprisingly uneventful, anticlimactic. Even a little boring.

Then I heard it.

Dagmar’s voice seared through the morning buzz. “Wait. There are two of them now?”

Dagmar approached us from the main entrance, with April trailing behind her. They wore matching peacoats and matching Blue Shoes. Kids stepped out of the way, lingering on the sidelines to see what was going to happen. Dagmar looked particularly regal. Her curly hair was pulled into a tight braid that crossed over the top of her head, a bit like a crown. The aristocratic sneer on her face was exaggerated by the bright red of her lipstick.

Naturally, Captain Superlative was unafraid. “Good morning, Dagmar,” she said brightly, offering her one of the study guides.

Dagmar snatched the guide out of her hand and crumpled it up, all in one blazing movement. She tossed the guide to the floor, crushing it under the heel of her Blue Shoe. Kids gasped and shifted in the crowd, hoping to slip away unnoticed. Even April, standing behind Dagmar’s shoulder, looked surprised.

Panic flooded into my chest. I turned to Captain Superlative. What happened now? The queen had spoken.

Calm as ever, Captain Superlative turned to April and offered her a guide from the pile.

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