• this is a small copy if you want me to continue just say it. “Swiss cheese!” I exclaimed as I pulled out my mystery story that
    was due today. “Huh?” I murmured under my breath as little white pieces
    of paper floated gently to the floor. My story was destroyed and I was
    speechless as Mrs. Bodis asked me what the problem was. How was I ever
    going to explain this one. I had worked hard on this assignment and now
    it was ruined and I had no explanation for it. “Ben?” Mrs. Bodis questioned.
    “Uh,” I said, “cheese”, and I turned my hand upside down dumping the
    remainder of what was once sure to be an A+ assignment on my desk.

    I feel it only fair to let you know that I am not exactly what you
    would call a stellar student, so it came as no surprise when I was ordered
    to pack up my books and report to the SRC.

    I was no stranger to the student responsibility center and received a curt “welcome, take your seat.” I looked around the room and chose a seat next to the white board. I had barely sat down when I heard a long drawn out whisper calling “Senor, Senor”. Startled, I looked around. At first I didn’t see anyone but then I felt something wet on my ankle. I looked down and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Standing on the top of my shoe was a funny looking little mouse holding a dripping squirt gun! He was wearing a blue and white checkered bandana, a dingy white muscle tee shirt, and tattered blue jeans. His beady little eyes were more than half closed and his whiskers drooped down. “Senor…Senor,” he said with a squeaky Spanish accent. “Are you the Ch-eese-man?”

    I squeezed my eyes shut, then looked again. The strange little mouse
    with his whiskers twitching, smiled up at me. Nonchalantly, I looked
    around the room to see if anyone else had heard the little mouse but
    they were all working. I bent down, pretending to tie my shoelace and
    whispered, “Are you talking to me?” “Si, Senor,” the little mouse replied.
    “Um, who are you?” I asked. “My name is Julio. I happened to be in the
    room when you made mentioned of a certain ch-eeeeee-se. So please Senor
    Cheeseman, may I have some cheese?”

    I was just about to reply when some girl walked by and spotted Julio.
    She let out a terrible screech and shouted “MOUSE!” as she scrambled to climb on top of the closest desk. Needless to say this caused all the girls to panic. There was so much screaming and shrieking that the teacher called the janitor, Mr. White, and asked him to bring in Gigi.

    Gigi is the school’s resident cat. She actually belongs to Mr. Nickel
    but when people started complaining about seeing mice he brought her in to
    take care of them. As Gigi walked in I quickly scooped julio in my pcket and ran away in the chaos thinking.

    Have I gone crazy. As I was running julio stuck his head out of my poket
    and said I needs the cheese