Be Nice to Mice
Be Nice to Mice
“Emma W. said as she and Katie walked out of school later that afternoon. “We’re going to make a great poster.”
“I know,” Katie said. “But first I—”
Katie never got to finish her sentence. She stopped talking to focus on what was going on outside the school. Jeremy, Becky, Manny, Miriam, and Jessica were exercising right on the front steps.
Suzanne was there, too. But she wasn’t exercising. She was screaming out orders. “One, two! One, two!” she shouted.
“What are you guys doing?” Katie asked her.
“We’re getting in shape for the contest tomorrow,” Suzanne told her.
“That’s a great idea. It’s going to be hard work,” Katie said, joining in with her friends.
“Katie, you can’t practice with us. You’re the enemy,” Suzanne told her.
“What?”
“She means you’re in the other class,” Jeremy explained kindly. He frowned. “Suzanne, why are you so mean?”
“Just keep practicing,” Suzanne ordered.
Emma W. linked her arm through Katie’s.
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