2 Ch2-Goody Two-Shoes Andrea

Chapter 2 Goody Two- Shoes Andrea Miss Daisy let Andrea (the little brown- noser) be the line leader when we walked down the hall to the music room. Her little crybaby friend Emily was the door holder. I walked with my pals Ryan and Michael. We had just turned the corner outside

our classroom when I saw the most hor- rible thing in the history of the world. It was a sign on the wall by the office: NEXT WEEK IS TV TURNOFF WEEK! DON'T FORGET TO TURN OFF YOUR TV! "Oh no!" Ryan groaned. "Say it's not true!" "I'll die without TV!" said Michael. "TV Turnoff Week is the worst week of the year! "It's the worst week in the history of the world," I said. "What are we going to do all week without TV?" asked Ryan. "I might go crazy," said Michael.

It was even worse than we thought. The sign said that TV Turnoff Week had been such a success last year that they decided to make it TV Turnoff Month this year! Four whole weeks with no TV! "Guys, this is the end of the world as we know it," I said. "Oh, you boys are silly," Andrea said. "TV is for silly dumbheads anyway. I never watch TV. I'd rather spend my time singing or playing a musical instrument." Andrea takes violin lessons and piano lessons and dancing lessons and singing lessons and just about every other kind of dumb lessons they have. If they give lessons in anything, Andrea takes them. If

they gave lessons in how to take lessons, Andrea would probably take them. "My mother told me that music cleans the soul," she said as we walked past the art room. "Maybe you should try taking a bath," I said. Ryan and Michael laughed at my funny joke. "A.J., you wouldn't be so mean if you tried singing instead of sitting around watching TV all the time," Andrea said. "I love to sing. I can sing all the songs from Annie. That's my favorite movie." Ugh. Then Andrea started singing that song

about the sun coming out tomorrow. It was horrible. The police should use Andrea's singing to punish criminals in jail. "Can you sing solo?" I asked Andrea when she finally stopped. "Sure I can," she said. "Then why don't you sing so low we can't hear you?" Ryan and Michael cracked up at my funny joke. They are true friends. "You're mean!" Andrea said. "Please hold your tongue! A.J.," said Miss Daisy. Then she told me to be quiet because she knew that I was going to stick my tongue out and hold it.

Finally we got to the music room. Mr. Loring wasn't there yet, so Miss Daisy told us to sit on the rug. Last year my first-grade teacher told us to sit Indian style, but she got in trouble because some Indian people didn't like it.