The CATAA CLUB

The CATAA Club

By Christine Wang

"Hi, everybody, how's it going?" Sandy said as she walked in school with her sister, Sadie. Sadie was younger than Sandy. It really is a family thing. That's what Sandy says all the time people ask her why their names were so similar. Once I asked her and she said, "Not interested!" in those kind of girly girl annoying voice. That's why my best friends, Lola, Jade and Katy formed our own private and secret club: The CATAA Club. That's because we are cool, amazing, terrific, and awesome. Sandy is nothing that I've known of. Today, Mrs. Devon, our sexy math teacher taught us how to do this and that. Most of all she told us a boring lesson of how to multiple fractions and subtract decimals. I fell over the hole to Alice in Wonderland. I think I was the hatcher. Anyway, I was half wondering and half dreaming that if we could convince Principal Smith if we can have a fundraising day to support people living with cancer. We can have pet shows and people can come in our school and pay five bucks just for an hour. But the problem? Discussing it with my club will be hard. Because Jade can get hot-headed on ideas. And another problem: How will I convince Principal Smith? He is a bit selfish, to be honest. He wants everything to be his. And I mean his only. Ding ring! Bell has rung. Some lunchtime goodies. Lola appeared to me and said: "Hi! Guess what?" I smiled and said, "What?" Suddenly, a grin drew out of her face. Then she cried, "Ha! You really thought that there really is something to tell you?! You're funny, Holly."

Funny as a beak up your nose, I thought as I scattered down the hallway. I met Katy down the corridor. She gave me a chocolate bar. I asked, "Why? I thought it was my turn to be the chef of our club." She smiled mysteriously. "Open it and eat." So I did. And guess what happened? (Ha! - Lola jinxed!) My mouth started to burn. My tongue was whipping. Then… Phaw! Big chunks of spit came flying out of my mouth. The worst thing was it landing on Principal Smith. Omigod!! What kind of plan did Katy did to me?? First Lola's, now Katy? What? Now, Katy is running down the hall way, giggling.

"So, your name is Holly Yakima, right?" asked the timid office lady. I nodded and suddenly felt guilty. What was Smith going to say? Now I am worried sick. How about if I tell Smith that Katy played a trick on me for some reason? This voice kept echoing. But I can't and they'll kick me out of the club. Principal Smith stormed in the room, with his hair wet and moist with my spits. He shook his head. Then he sighed, "Miss. Hunter. It's OK, I'll deal with it." Oh no! What if he tells the sexy Mrs. Devon? Will she give me detention? Hope not. Though I don't usually think sexy women as teachers give you detention. But still! I was getting really bored just sitting there in a cold office and getting pins and needles. "OK, Holly, just say sorry and all will be done. I don't think I want any more Holly slobber," he smiled and smoothed his hair with some gel.