8. Crazy and Annoying

Chapter 8 Crazy and Annoying All day long, Coco and Hassan and I were the stars of the class. Everybody wanted to sit with us. Everybody wanted to play with us at recess. Everybody wanted to push the buttons on our magical sneakers. Near the end of school, Dewan tried to Walkie-Talkie my foot to say hi to Hassan during math review. Ms. Diz made a grouchy face. "Roscoe?" she said. "I need you to turn off your feet, please. Hassan, you too. Those shoes are a bit disruptive." I didn't mind so much. My toes were a little tired of all the attention. But by the next morning, they were ready for action again. It was the same as yesterday. Coco and Hassan and I were like movie stars.

Or baseball heroes. Or presidents. Well, maybe we weren't quite that cool. But we weren't ordinary kids anymore. Especially since nobody else could buy Walkie-Talkies anywhere. Our shoes sort of united us. First thing in the morning, we said hi to each other on our shoes. At lunch, we compared desserts on our shoes. During music, we sang "Make New Friends, but Keep the Old" on our shoes. And at recess, we played hide-and-seek, Walkie-Talkie style. I spent most of recess hiding under the slide. Hassan and Coco wandered around the playground trying to find me. "Warmer," I said into my shoe. "Colder," I said. Hassan turned one way. Coco went the other. "You're so cold you are growing nose icicles," I said. "Hey, Roscoe," said a familiar voice. I looked up from my hiding place to see Gus. "Shh," I whispered. "I'm hiding."

"Sorry," Gus said. "Am I cold or hot?" Hassan asked. I peeked out. "You're both at the North Pole, you're so cold," I answered. Gus sighed. "I'm gonna go swing, I guess. Are you still coming over to my house after school?" "Of course," I said. "Why wouldn't I?" "Just thought I'd check," Gus said. "Roscoe?" my shoe asked. "Am I getting warmer?" I looked up. There was Hassan. Coco was right behind him. "Found you! You're it," Hassan said. "I'm going to go hang out with Gus," I told Hassan, but just then the bell rang. "Recess is over, Roscoe!" Hassan said into his sneaker. I watched Gus trudge away slowly, kicking dirt with his Shoes that Refuse to Die. "Okay," I said softly. "Over and out."

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