Ms. Todd Is Odd! Read Online Free

married?” asked Michael.
    I wanted to punch them, but I didn’t want Ms. Todd to write anything else down on that dumb piece of paper.
    â€œSee?” said Ms. Todd. “You can have funwithout being competitive!”

    We played that dumb circle of friends game for about a million hundred hours. It was horrible. I thought I was gonna die.
    Luckily Emily fell down and started crying as always, so we had to stop playing. Ms. Todd let us go back inside. We still had some time left before the dismissal bell was going to ring.
    â€œLet’s play musical chairs!” I suggested.
    Musical chairs is awesome. Everybody walks around a bunch of chairs and when the music stops, you fight over the chairs. It’s a cool game because you get to knock other kids on their butts.
    â€œMusical chairs is very competitive,” Ms. Todd said. “Whenever there is a winner, there has to be a loser, and that’s sad. Competition causes bad feelings.”
    Can she possibly be more boring?
    â€œI have an idea,” I said. “Let’s have a contest to see who can be the least competitive! The winning team could get a trophy or something that says they were less competitive than anybody else.”
    â€œI don’t think you quite understand the idea of not competing,” said Ms. Todd. Then she wrote something on her dumb piece of paper again.
    I was afraid that Ms. Todd was goingto come up with some other weird nonviolent game for us to play. But finally the bell rang, and we were allowed to get out of jail. I mean, we were allowed to go home.
    I think that was the worst day of my life. The only good thing about it was that my head didn’t explode.

8
Getting the Goods on Ms. Todd
    I couldn’t wait to get to school the next day. Yes, you heard that right! I wanted to go to school for the first time in history. That was because weird Ms. Todd would be gone and good old Miss Daisy would be back. Mom said I could ride my bike to school so I wouldn’t have towait for the bus. Mrs. Kormel, the bus driver, gets lost all the time. She’s not normal.

    It was Flag Day, so we all wore red, white, and blue to school. There were flags of all different countries all over the place. When I walked in the class, Miss Daisy wasn’t there yet. But Andrea was sitting there with this pruny mean faceon and her arms folded in front of her like an x .
    â€œWhat’s eating you?” I asked her. “Did somebody steal your dictionary?”
    â€œYou know why I’m mad, A.J.,” she said.
    â€œNo I don’t.”
    â€œYes you do.”
    We went back and forth like that for a while, until Andrea finally said why she was mad.
    â€œI found out that you’re gifted and talented,” she whispered. “It’s not fair!”
    â€œWho told you?” I asked.
    â€œMy mother,” Andrea said. “She’s vice president of the PTA. She knows everything.”
    â€œWell, I’m not telling anyone,” I whispered. “I don’t want the guys to know I’m a gifted and talented dork like you.”
    â€œI’m not telling anyone either,” Andrea said. “I want to be the only one in the class who’s gifted and talented.”
    â€œAgreed,” I said. “It will be our secret.”
    The only problem was that Ryan was hiding under his desk listening to us the whole time.
    â€œOooooh!” Ryan said. “A.J. and Andrea are both gifted and talented. They must be in love ! When are you gonna get—”
    Ryan never got the chance to finish his sentence because at that very second, guess who walked into the door?
    Nobody! It would be dumb to walk into a door. But guess who walked into the doorway?
    Ms. Todd!
    Oh no! The Andrea clone was back . It was like a horror movie!
    â€œMiss Daisy is still sick,” Ms. Todd said. “There must be something going around. So I’ll be your teacher again today.”
    She didn’t