Haven't Got a Clue!: Give Me Liberty or Give Me Detention!

Haven't Got a Clue!: Give Me Liberty or Give Me Detention! — page 7
guests made my dog Little Ricky go absolutely bananas The room wasn’t half bad There were four rows of computers The hum of each computer went along with the tick of the clock like some strange electronic orchestra I gave the marker one more flip then placed it back on the whiteboard ledge Without taking my eyes off of the paper I made my way back to the blue plastic chair I parked myself in it and scooted it back up to the table The sun was still out pushing itself through the window behind my head It illuminated the words written in pencil on that crumpled piece of paper has hereby been disqualified from this year’s science fair Then a loud sigh forced me to lower the crumpled piece of white paper I stared at the boy who sat in the seat next to me I don’t know what to tell ya Henry I said These seem like some serious roasted potatoes that have been thrown your way 10