Carlos is Gonna Get It by Kevin Emerson

Author:Kevin Emerson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

Carlos and I were the sixth group to go, right in the middle. Sara and Frankie went fourth. They had a long timeline, obviously made by Sara, that covered the whole chalkboard and explained the history of alien sightings and abductions, starting all the way back in the times of ancient Native Americans.

“The early Anasazi people of North America are thought to have been abducted by aliens,” Ms. Oh-So-Important went on and on, “because the archaeological evidence shows that one day they were here, and then one day they were just gone….” All Frankie did was hold up this, like, four-foot-tall painting of an ugly green alien with arrows and explanations of different alien features, like big brains for mind control and big eyes for hypnosis and seeing underwater.

And Sara talked and talked. God! If Mr. Fissile hadn’t made it a rule that any heckling would make your group lose points, I would have been coughing and dropping pennies on the floor, just to disturb Queen Know-it-all. Luckily, the presentations had a time limit, or she would have gone on all day.

I kept looking back to the table where Carlos was sitting, checking to make sure nothing strange was starting to happen. Still, with only one group before us, he seemed normal. Dr. Johnson was sitting beside him, flipping through his drawings so that he could sneak looks at the facts on the back. I was doing the same thing with my pile of cards in my lap.

And our report was going to be better than Sara’s, or at least more scientific. I mean, alien mind control? Please. Although I knew she probably had her mom, the lawyer, read her paper and make sure it was perfect so she would get the best grade anyway, like she so annoyingly always did. But it didn’t matter, because our report was really about Carlos and me. They would see. They would all see.

The fifth team to go was Caitlin and Shawn, and their report was about volcanoes. Caitlin had her hair all done up in big curls, like this was a dance or something. Shawn had on a tie, and he looked fine, but you know that was Caitlin’s doing. They had a model volcano that was, like, three feet tall and all made of papier-mâché and painted just like a mountain, and everything was going fine until it was time to make the model erupt using vinegar and baking soda.

Caitlin kept sounding out words, like we were in kindergarten and she was the teacher. “We’re going to sim-u-late lava by mixing vinegar and baking soda, just like Mr. Fissile taught us way back.” And you know she flashed her wide, Caitlin kissing-up smile over at Mr. Fissile, who tried to smile back but was too busy suddenly rubbing at his hairy chin, probably remembering that time back in fifth grade when this girl Penny had dumped a gallon of vinegar in his fish tank, killing his giant Amazon Paku fish.

“I’m adding a few drops of food coloring,” Caitlin went on, “to make the mix-ture look more like lava.

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