Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Robot Army

I put my bag on the kitchen counter after I came back from a short walk and called up my best friend, Mary. She just lived right across the road.

“Hi, Mary, could you come over now?” I asked her once she was on.

“Sure, coming right now!” She said, and hung up. In five seconds, we were in my room.

“Alex, I have big news!” She said frantically to me. She pulled something out of her purse.

“What is that?” I asked, peering closely at it. “Duh! It’s the new Jordan electronic!” I gasped. Jordan was an expensive brand of electronic toys for kids. “How ever did you afford it?” I asked in awe. She grinned.

“I won it in a raffle!” She exclaimed.

“Lucky!” I told her.

“You can keep it for now. It has a few minutes before it needs to be charged.” She tossed it into my big bag that lay on my bed.

“Thanks a lot, Mary!” I told her. Then we watched our favorite television series called ‘Spy’. Mary’s mom called her back home for dinner. “See you tomorrow, Mary!” I called to her. She waved back to me and trudged back home.

Tomorrow was the first day of school and I was excited to meet my new classmates. I wore my favorite silver and purple top with a black sweater and some blue jeans. Mary and I walked to school together. We were in the same class, and our teacher was Ms. Clarence. We peeked in our classroom and saw a bunch of girls we never met. Their names were Lara, Chanel, Rachel, Anna, and Maxine.

Our teacher smiled at us as we chose seats beside each other. Such a solid smile, I thought as Mary passed me a note. I opened it up and read it. ‘Why does everyone look so metallic and solid?’ It read. I looked at her and shrugged. They were metallic and solid, but they seemed friendly. But I didn’t know they weren’t friendly until the very next day.

The next morning I was determined to make new friends in my class. Mary might think they’re crazy, metallic, and solid, but that doesn’t mean crazy people can’t become friends with people who are not crazy. Mary and I walked into the classroom and I tried to talk with Anna about the Jordan brand.

“Hi, Anna!” I started. She looked at me as if I was crazy and continued chatting with a girl called Loraine. I glanced at Mary and gave her a ‘What gives?’ look. She shrugged at me and I turned away. When Ms. Clarence wasn’t looking, I passed a note to Chanel saying that Ms. Clarence looked like a robot. When it arrived at her table, she tore it into pieces and threw it in the trashcan. Mary raised an eyebrow at me and I ignored it.

I went home with Mary. She had invited me to a showing of how to use the new Jordan brand electronic. We watched it. At the end, we chatted about how cool the Jordan brand was then she lent it to me again for another two days. She only let me use it when she was around, though. But it’s better than nothing!

We arrived at school at about 7:00 am. So we were early. I asked Loraine what her address was, and to my surprise, she sneered at me!

“What’s it to you, steel head?” She glared at me.

I was so taken aback. Mary heard everything and came over to comfort me. She hugged me and said, “It’s okay, Alex, she’s just a fat buttocks.” She let me keep the Jordan electronic for three more days. Chanel heard everything and glared at us.

“Why do you have to be so stony?” She asked us, sneering. “You guys are just a bunch of spoiled brats.” She flipped her hair and I realized the whole class, including the teacher, had gathered behind us.

“We will now destroy you,” they chorused. And not a normal chorus. A robotic chorus. They were all speaking in a robotic voice and I was freaked out.

Then suddenly, Lara shot out her arm and a gun rose from her arm. She pressed a button that had just appeared on her forehead and a big ball of something hit Mary in the leg. She limped for a while. I peered at the ball and observed it. I licked it. I gasped when I realized what it was.

“Mary, it’s cookie dough!” I exclaimed.

“But it’s dangerous cookie dough.” Rachel said gravely. “If it stays on skin for more than ten seconds, it burns your skin!”

I began to pull of the cookie dough from Mary’s leg. Soon all of it was gone. Lara shook her arm for more.

“Empty.” She said. “No problem, though,” She said, as another shooter rose from her left arm.

Lara shot it at me, but I dodged just in time.

“That was a huge, acidic pea,” Lara explained. “If it hits you, you die!”

Those moments were dangerous for me. The robots on one side, and we were on the other side. But now Mary and I were right in the middle of a huge robot circle and all of them were pointing their acidic huge pea guns at us, and some of them held extra laser guns. Mary looked at me and poked me and mouthed the word ‘Jordan’. Then I remembered I still had my backpack and the Jordan electronic with me. I remembered that I could duplicate the electronic using my pencil. I carefully duplicated it and there were two Jordan electronics in my bag.

I remembered that there was this super mega ray gun that could slice through demons downloaded into the electronic. So I quietly passed one of the duplicated electronics to Mary. I whispered the words “One, two, three, GO!” After the word GO had left my lips, we started shooting the ray guns like crazy. Soon all that was left of the robots was a huge lump of coal. But right in the middle was a bigger robot. A robot I recognized as my own teacher, Ms. Clarence.
“I am a much harder robot to defeat than your classmates. No ordinary ray gun can kill me. You need the super mega ray gun.” She laughed evilly. Mary gave me a worried look. I laughed at Ms. Clarence’s silliness.

“Your so weird, Ms. Clarence,” I told her. “This is a super mega ray gun.” Then we shot her at the same time, and she turned into dust. Then suddenly the school burst into flames.

“Come here!” Mary called to me, coughing. I saw she was standing next to an open window. I hurriedly got my umbrella from the pot, and we jumped out. I opened my umbrella, and we drifted down to safety. That’s when I read the sign on the school. Robot Elementary! Did that mean everyone except Mary and me were not robots?!

I noticed Mary was glaring at me, and the centers of her eyes were red. She was going to shoot laser beams from her eyes at me!

“Mary, you’re a robot?” I said, as I shot her with the gun.

When I arrived at the ground, another Mary was waiting for me.

“What happened?” She asked, with a dazed look on her face.

“What happened to YOU?” I asked her.

“A robot took over my place and locked me in the Principal’s office when the fire started,” She explained. “The firemen rescued me before I was eliminated.”

We rushed to my house for a sleepover and snack.

“Girls, you’ve had a full day today,” Mom laughed after we told her the entire story of the robots. “You will now go to Pine Heights Elementary!” She told us.

“This is so awesome!” We exclaimed, and high fived. This was the best day of my life, if not ever.

“You guys stop that right this instant!” A voice exclaimed. We whirled around to meet the laser beam eyes of the second Mary. Her eyes glowed… and Mary… she turned into… ashes.

THE END