8 Arr-grr-grr-arj!

CHAPTER EIGHT ARR-GRR GAA-ARJ WHEN I STEPPED out of the bathroom, Simon made the funniest sound I ever heard. It was like he laughed, snorted, and coughed at the same time. His whole body shook, trembled, and convulsed. He didn't just hold in a laugh. He held in the biggest laugh he had ever wanted to laugh in his entire life. "Shh!" Rosie said and giggled. "Shh!" "I'm trying," Simon said and squeezed his arms around his belly like he was hugging himself super hard. "I'm really trying."

Rosie said, "You better get moving, Molly. Before Simon passes out." I raised my arms in front of me mummy-style and started down the hallway. I needed to pass the third grade classrooms and the second grade classrooms before I would walk past the principal's office. "Make some growling noises or something," Rosie said as I took my first few steps. "We'll be a few minutes behind you." I started growling. Arr-grr-grr-arj! Arr-grr-grr-arj! I walked past a couple of third grade classrooms. I started to pass the second grade classrooms. Arr-grr-grr-arj! But that's as far as I made it. I heard a door open behind me. It was Mrs. Brooks, a third grade teacher. "What in the world?!" she said. I heard her heavy

footsteps approach me from behind. She took hold of my left elbow when she reached me. Arr-grr-grr-arj! "You can stop growling now," Mrs. Brooks said, shaking her head. I stopped growling. And when I did, Mrs. Brooks said the exact thing I wanted to hear. "You're coming with me to the office. We'll see what Principal Shelton has to say about this." I was one step—actually, several mummy steps— closer to counting those Skittles.

It has to work, I thought to myself. It has to work. YOU'VE READ MORE THAN 4,320 WORDS! YOU MUST BE SUPER FOCUSED.

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