What if I fall Oh but my darling what if you fly Erin Hanson
Chapter One The first time I knew for sure I was a Monday I was sitting in one of Mrs Flannagan’s boring English lessons last year in fourth grade She wanted to know if anyone could tell her the difference between smiles and meteors that’s what it looked like when I glanced at the board Of course there was no way I could have possibly known the answer because I hadn’t been paying attention Mark Masters had been picking at his nose for like the last ten minutes and that always distracted me a little Total gross fest Mark’s in my class again this year and I feel sorry for him Not because he still picks his nose which he does but because he is a Saturday And Saturdays don’t have any special powers Who can tell me Mrs Flannagan asked for the third time now pushing her bright purple glasses up her bulbous nose Her face grew
pinker by the second From the corner of my eye I watched Ellie Preston’s perfect little manicured hand shoot up She always has the right answers That’s because she’s a Thursday And Thursdays read minds Once I thought that I wanted to be one too but decided it would get exhausting always being in other people’s thoughts Plus I wouldn’t want to share Thursday with Ellie I’d rather be forced to spend my evenings at Power Academy or eat fried cockroaches with anchovy sauce Yuck Heck I’d rather be a Saturday Miss Preston Mrs Flannagan called beaming Ugh Ellie perked up while pushing away from her face a few strands of long straight chestnut hair that had escaped from her obnoxious headband She answered confidently as usual Similes compare two objects using the words like or as Metaphors don’t Ellie had the brightest whitest smile that was always plastered across her face when answering a question She pursed her lips and shot me an of course YOU didn’t know the answer Poppy kind of look She’s never liked me Cheater You’re not supposed to use powers in school but Ellie
got away with it and still gets away with it today You took the answer right out of my head Ellie Mrs Flannagan chuckled and her double chin jiggled right along like Jell-O Cherry Jell-O Her face always turned bright red when she taught about special literature terms My best friend Veronica looked over at me and we rolled our eyes together Mrs Flannagan kept babbling on and on about more English stuff I zoned out again Ellie’s desk sat right across from mine so I could see her blue eyes darting around the room from person to person I knew what she was doing listening to thoughts How could Mrs Flannagan just ignore this I couldn’t wait for the day she would actually get punished Ha Ellie Preston sitting in Principal Wobble-Wible’s office That would be pretty much the most amazing thing ever I laughed to myself and imagined Ellie’s fluorescent-pink-and green headband flying off her perfect little head and breaking into teeny tiny pieces on the tiled floor below That’s when it got weird What I imagined actually happened In like a millisecond after my thought the sparkly headband literally flew off her head without a push shake or anything It smashed
