麻烦精马文 · 8.A Magic Crystal
Chapter 5 Two Wishes Marvin hurried across the playground and got in line to play wall-ball. He was good at wall-ball. He usually won, but not all the time. He hated to lose. He wasn't a bad sport. It was just that when he won, he got to keep playing. When he lost, he had to go to the end of the line. Wall-ball was a very popular game. Once he lost, he might not get a chance to play again. He wondered if he could use the magic crystal to wish that he'd never lose again. He doubted Casey would go along with it. Casey sometimes played wall-ball, too. Why would she wish for Marvin to always beat her? Marvin didn't believe in the magic crystal. Not really.
Still, he couldn't stop thinking about what Gina had said. She was supposed to be sick today. She threw up twice! Nick and Stuart got in line behind Marvin. "So, is it true?" asked Nick. "I can't believe it," said Stuart. Marvin wondered how they found out about the magic crystal. Maybe Casey told Judy, and Judy told Stuart. "Is what true?" he asked. "Did you go to Casey's house yesterday?" asked Stuart. "Is she your girlfriend?" asked Nick. "No," said Marvin. "I went to her house, but she isn't my girlfriend. I don't even like her." "Then why'd you go to her house?" asked Stuart. "You said you went to a fire station," said Nick. "She lives in an old fire station," said Marvin. "That's why I went there. I wanted to slide down the fire pole." His friends nodded. That seemed to make sense to them. Marvin knew they'd like to slide down a fire pole, too. "Are you going to her house again today?" asked Nick. "No way!" Marvin insisted. Just then, Casey Happleton came walking toward them.
The boys stopped talking and stared at her. "Hi, Marvin," Casey said. "I'll see you after school today." Marvin felt his cheeks redden. Casey skipped away. Her ponytail bounced up and down. "I'm not going to her house," Marvin explained. "She's coming to my house." After school, Casey walked home with Marvin. He knew that Nick and Stuart were following them, making stupid jokes and laughing. He knew what they were thinking, but it wasn't true. She wasn't his girlfriend. He didn't even like her. Casey talked nonstop the whole way home. She talked about Clarence's fat thumb, and Gina throwing up, and her favorite cartoon shows, and wall-ball, and a million other things. Casey was funny, but Marvin tried not to laugh. He knew Nick and Stuart were watching. There was a white fence around the Redpost house, with one red post next to the gate. Marvin's father painted
the red post once a year. Casey laughed when she saw it. "A red post!" she said. "I get it." "It's good luck," Marvin said. He tapped the red post as he walked through the gate. Casey tapped it, too. Marvin's little sister, Linzy, met them at the door. She stared at Casey a long time, then said, "Who are you?" "I'm Casey," said Casey. "Who are you?" Linzy didn't say anything. "That's my sister, Linzy," said Marvin. "Hi, Linzy," said Casey. "You're a girl," said Linzy. Casey turned to Marvin and said, "Your sister's really smart." Marvin laughed. "I know a boy named Casey," Linzy said. "He's in my kindergarten." "I used to be a boy," said Casey. "I kissed my elbow and turned into a girl." Linzy giggled. "Your ponytail sticks out of the side of your head," she said. "Yes, it does," said Casey.
"It's supposed to stick out the back," said Linzy. "Really?" asked Casey. "Yes," said Linzy. "You don't know that, because you used to be a boy." "Thanks, Linzy. I'll try to remember that," said Casey. "If you want to know anything else about being a girl, just ask me," said Linzy. "I've been a girl my whole life." Marvin's mother came out of her office. "Would you and your friend like a snack?" she asked. "I made chocolate-chip cookies." Marvin wanted to tell his mother that Casey wasn't his friend, but he thought that might be rude. "Sure," he said with a shrug. "Thank you, Mrs. Redpost," Casey said politely. Marvin started to follow his mother into the kitchen, but Casey grabbed his arm, stopping him. She had a gleam in her eye. She showed Marvin the magic crystal and whispered, "I wished for homemade cookies!" Marvin felt very happy sitting next to Casey, eating homemade cookies. The cookies seemed to taste especially good because Casey had wished for them. But then he thought about it. How did he know Casey
really wished for cookies? When did she wish for the cookies? Hadn't they agreed they'd make all their wishes together? And only one wish a day? Either Casey lied when she said she wished for the cookies. Or she could have made a lot of secret wishes, and only told him about the ones that came true.
