8. Plenty of Cray-Z to Go Around

8 Plenty of Cray-Z to Go Around The famous Cray-Z was standing right next to me, live and in person! "I can't take it anymore!" Cray-Z moaned. "They're gonna tear me apart! I need somewhere to hide!" I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. I had to think fast. So I did the first thing that came to my mind. I took off my pants. "Quick!" I said to Cray-Z. "Let's switch clothes! They'll never know the difference!" "Good idea!" Cray-Z said, taking off his pants.

I tore off my itchy Christmas sweater and gave it to Cray-Z. He tore off his clothes and gave them to me. I put on his clothes and he put on mine. I looked pretty sharp with his hat and sunglasses. It was hilarious. "Do I look like you?" I asked him. "Yeah," he said. "Do I look like you?" "Yeah," I said. "You chill in here for a while. I'll take care of your fans for you." I pulled the hat down low over my face, strolled out of the men's room, and gave a big wave to the girls. They started screaming and pulling out cameras to take my picture.

"Look, it's him! It's Cray-Z!" "I love you!" "Can I have your autograph?" Those girls were totally buying it! They really thought I was Cray-Z! "Sure you can have my autograph," I said. The girls started sticking pens and paper in my face. I wrote CRAY-Z as fast as my hand could move. "One at a time, girls," I said cheerfully. "One at a time. There's plenty of Cray-Z to go around." "EEEEEEK! I touched him!" a little girl screamed. "I'll never wash this hand again!" After they got my autograph, girls were fainting, crying, and freaking out all over the place. They didn't know that I was just a regular kid. They had no idea that the real Cray-Z was hiding in the bathroom.

It was cool to be a famous celebrity. This was the greatest day of my life! But you'll never believe who rolled over on his Segway at that moment. It was Officer Spence, the mall security guard! Uh-oh. The jig was up. I figured I was in big trouble. "I'm sorry, Mr. Z," said Officer Spence, "but it's time." "Time for what?" I asked.

"Time for you to sing." "Huh? What? M-me?" I stammered. "Nobody told me—" "Hurry up!" Officer Spence said. "They're all waiting for you." "Who all? Huh? Where?" Officer Spence grabbed my hand and pulled me up on his Segway. We rolled over to a stage that had been set up near the center of the mall. There were four

musicians on the stage wearing Santa hats. "Get up there!" yelled Officer Spence. I climbed up on the stage. "Yo, Z," said the guitar player. "You the man." The girls started screaming. I looked out at the sea of faces. Some of these fans were younger than me. Some of them were older than me. A few of them looked like my grandma! That was weird. I gave a little wave, and they all started freaking out like they never saw a guy wave before. A guy in a jacket and tie climbed onto the stage and picked up the microphone. "Okay, boys and girls," he said. "This is the moment you've all been waiting for. Here's the latest pop sensation to sing 'The Christmas Klepto,' his new hit song... Craaaaaaaaaaay-Zeeeee!" The girls screamed even louder. The