Wayside School Gets a Little Stranger (Wayside School 3)

“Sh!” said Jenny.

Myron stood up. “No!” he shouted. “I don’t have to be quiet!”

Everyone tried to get Myron to hush up.

Myron climbed on top of his desk. “Look around, folks! There’s no teacher! We’re doing all this work for nothing!”

“Get down!” whispered Allison. “Do you want to get us all in trouble?”

Myron jumped on top of Allison’s desk. “Hi, Allison!” he said. Then he hopped over to Deedee’s desk, then Ron’s, then Maurecia’s.

“Please, Myron,” said Maurecia.

“This is fun!” said Myron. He made a great leap and landed on top of the teacher’s desk.

Mrs. Jewls had always kept a coffee can full of Tootsie Roll Pops on her desk. It was still there.

“Hey, anyone want a Tootsie Roll Pop?” asked Myron.

Everyone stared at him.

Myron took one for himself. He sat in the teacher’s chair, with his feet up on the teacher’s desk, and sucked on it.

“Please stop, Myron!” begged Jenny. “What if he’s hiding in the closet?”

“Get real!” said Myron. “Why would he hide in the closet?”

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“What if Mr. Gorf was married to Mrs. Gorf?” asked Allison.

Myron laughed. “Who would ever want to marry Mrs. Gorf?” he asked.

“Somebody had to marry her,” said Rondi. “Or else she wouldn’t have been a Mrs.”

“What if he loved her very much?” asked Allison. “And then one day she didn’t come home from work. And he never saw her again. And he didn’t know what happened to her. But he knew she used to teach this class! So he might be hiding in the closet to try to find out if we’re the ones who got rid of her.”

“If I was married to Mrs. Gorf,” said Jason, “I’d be glad she never came home. He should thank us.”

“Nice going, Jason!” said Jenny. “If he is hiding in the closet, you just told him we’re the ones who got rid of his wife.”

“Well, if I didn’t, you just did,” said Jason.

“It doesn’t matter!” shouted Myron. “Because Mr. Gorf is not hiding in the closet!”

Myron went to the back of the room and opened the closet door.

A man stepped out. “Thank you,” he said. “I accidentally locked myself in here this morning, and I’ve been waiting for someone to open the door.”

Myron swallowed his Tootsie Roll Pop, stick and all.

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Chapter 11

Voices