6. Bad News and Worse News

6 Bad News and Worse News "A.J.... A.J.... A.J...." Oh no, not again! I had been sleeping peacefully when I heard more voices above my bed. I opened my eyes. This time, there were three ghosts floating over me!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" It was Miss Daisy, Mr. Granite, and Mr. Cooper—all three teachers I've had at Ella Mentry School! I had never seen them together. "Hello, A.J.," said the ghost of Mr. Granite. "Long time no see." "Mr. Granite!" I said. "I thought you went back to your home planet." "I did," he replied. "But I came back here because we have some important news for you." "What is it?" "There's bad news and worse news," said the ghost of Miss Daisy. "Which do you want to hear first?" "This has been a horrible night so far," I told them. "Give me the bad news first."

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"You're going to have to repeat third grade," said the ghost of Mr. Cooper. "What?! I have to do third grade all over again?" "That's right," the ghost of Mr. Cooper told me. "Why? What did I do?" "Let me see," said the ghost of Mr. Cooper. "You talk in class. You shout things out without raising your hand. You don't turn in your homework. You come to school late...." Hmmm. I couldn't argue with that. "You're absent too many days," continued the ghost of Mr. Granite. "You go to the bathroom just to get out of class. You put a worm in Emily's sneaker during recess. You wrote KICK ME on a piece of paper and taped it to Andrea's back.* You told Emily she had six toes on each foot. You started a

war by shooting rubber bands at the girls' Barbie dolls. You hypnotized Andrea and told her that her feet smell like rotten cabbage...."

"Should we continue?" said the ghosts of Mr. Cooper and Mr. Granite. "But I don't want to go through third grade all over again!" "Are you ready for the worse news?" asked the ghost of Miss Daisy. "No," I groaned. "Before you go through third grade all over again," she said, "you have to go through second grade all over again. And first grade too. You're going to have to start school all over again from the beginning." "WHAT?!" I shouted. "No! That's not fair!" "Sorry," said the ghost of Mr. Granite. "And oh, by the way, from now on, school is going to be all year round. No more summer vacation." "WHAT?!" "Yes, the Board of Education changed the