T is for Antonia by Dannah Gresh

Author:Dannah Gresh [Gresh, Dannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moody Publishers
Published: 2008-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

I felt three hands on my shoulder as I turned to face my True Girl sisters. They were looking at me with wide eyes and even wider smiles.

“Good thing you don’t have detention Monday,” Yuzi said.

CHAPTER 6

Mascot Madness

This was without a doubt the dumbest idea I have ever had. Toni Diaz a mascot? Why would I think this had anything other than disaster written all over it?

Before I could make up a dance, I needed to choose my music. Yuzi came to my house to help, and after we watched a couple Saturday morning cartoons, we got right to work.

“What we need,” Yuzi explained, “is something fun and spirited, but also a lot simpler than it sounds. No offense, but you are a rookie, right?”

“If rookie means hopeless, then yes,” I said.

“Stop it!” Yuzi gave me a playful shove. “We can’t have that attitude, young lady shark! I just meant you haven’t danced before. Now, we want to pick music that stands out from what the others will use.”

“Everyone else will use hip-hop,” I said.

“Exactly! That’s why I brought these.” Yuzi reached into her bag and tossed about ten CDs on my bed.

“Wow, you actually use CDs? That’s very old school of you,” I teased.

“These, Toni, are my mom’s Nigerian CDs,” she said.

“You mean like tribal music?” I asked.

“No, it’s kind of like reggae and pop. Here, listen.” Yuzi grabbed my laptop and threw the CD in. I still thought it sounded like African tribal music, but it was pretty cool. It was definitely dance music.

By lunchtime Yuzi had taught me some easy moves, and we both agreed that Sharkey would look hilarious doing the dance. We could barely get through it without cracking up. Even my mom came in to see our masterpiece, and she left the room crying from laughing so hard. We had a hit on our hands.

After we ate the grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup that my mom made for us, we headed back upstairs to tackle the skit. During lunch we had decided to base the skit around our number one football rival, the Riverside Pirates.

“Okay,” said Yuzi, “what are pirates known for?”

“You mean other than getting crushed by Shark football?” I asked.

Yuzi rolled her eyes. “You have to think like a mascot now,” she said. “Mascots don’t win or lose. They just entertain.”

“I’d rather hit people than entertain them,” I said. I saw Yuzi’s horrified look. “I mean in football!”

“I can be the pirate for you,” Yuzi offered. “I’ll dress up in a pirate costume and you can make me walk the plank or something.”

“Yuzi, that’s perfect!” I squealed. “You can wear an eye patch and we’ll put a fake bird on your shoulder.”

“I’ll have a coat hanger coming out of me sleeve like a hook!”

I laughed at Yuzi’s pirate accent. “And I can be circling underneath the gangplank, just waiting for you to fall in!” I added.

“Aaargh!” Yuzi growled. “And I’ll poke you with me hook!” When my dad got home we convinced him to help out with the audition, too.

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