by Abby Klein
“Thanks, Kasey. Would you please pass me the salt?”
“Sure, Dad. No problem.”
I gave him the salt shaker, and he shook some “salt” all over his eggs.
“Mmmmmmm, this looks delicious,” said our dad. “I can’t wait to taste it.”
He put a big spoonful on his fork.
Kelly squeezed my leg under the table.
Dad took a big bite, started to chew, and then spit it out on his plate. “Phft, phft, phft!”
“Bill, what’s wrong?” asked Mom.
“These eggs taste horrible!”
“I don’t understand,” she said. “I made them like I always do.”
“Well, they taste sweet,” said Dad.
“Sweet?”
“Yes, like they have sugar on them.”
“Sugar? I don’t put sugar in the eggs.”
Just then Kelly and I burst out laughing. “April Fool’s, Dad!”
“Is this another one of your jokes?”
We nodded.
“We put sugar in the salt shaker,” Kelly said.
“So when you went to put salt on your eggs this morning, you actually sprinkled sugar all over them,” I said.
“No wonder they tasted so sweet!” Dad said.
Our mom just shook her head. “You two are really something, you know that?”
We smiled. “We know.”
“You two came up with some great tricks this year,” said our dad.
“And we’re not done yet,” I whispered to Kelly.
Kenny started to bang his spoon on his tray. “Eggs! Eggs!” he said.
“Oh, you poor baby,” said Mom. “We never gave you any eggs.”
She put some eggs on Kenny’s tray. “You girls need to eat your eggs now, too.”
“It’s getting late, and you’re not even dressed yet,” said our dad.
“The two of you take forever to pick out your clothes,” said our mom.
“We actually have our outfits all picked out,” said Kelly.
“Yep,” I said. “We know exactly what we’re going to wear today.”
“Really?” asked our mom. “What a surprise.”
“Oh, it’s a surprise, all right,” I whispered to Kelly. “It’s a surprise!”
CHAPTER 7
The Twin Switcheroo
We got dressed in each other’s clothes and dashed out of the house to catch the bus before our parents could see us.
We sat down in the seat across from Jake.
“So, how’s it going so far?” Jake whispered.
“Awesome,” I said.
“Really awesome,” said Kelly.
“Did you take any pictures?”
“Yep,” said Kelly. “Wait until you see the picture of Kenny with a mustache. It’s hilarious!”
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!” Jake laughed. “I can just imagine it.”
“And we also took a picture of our mom soaking wet from the sink hose,” I said. “She looked like she had just gotten out of the shower.”
“All of your ideas were great!” said Kelly.
“We still have two of the best ones left,” I said.
“So did you guys remember to bring the green food coloring?” asked Jake.
“Yes, I have it right in here,” I said, patting the pocket of my backpack.
“And we came up with a plan for you to distract Madison, so Kasey and I can put the drops in,” said Kelly.
“When it’s snack time, you’ll knock her furry pink jacket on the floor when you get out your snack,” I said. “She’ll freak out and run to pick it up. That’s when we’ll put the drops in.”
“Great plan!” said Jake. “She’s so crazy about that jacket.”
“I don’t get it,” said Kelly. “It’s just a jacket.”
“By the way,” Jake whispered. “You guys look great. No one is going to realize that you did the big switcheroo.”
“Thanks,” we said.
The bus pulled up to school, and we got ready to get off. I reached for my yellow backpack.
Kelly poked me. “What are you doing?” she whispered.
“What do you mean, what am I doing? I’m getting my backpack.”
“That’s not your backpack today. Remember?”
I laughed. “Oh yeah. Today my favorite color is green, not yellow.”
“And you like peanut-butter cookies, not chocolate-chip,” said Kelly.
“But they’re so gross,” I said.
“No, they’re not. They’re delicious,” said Kelly.
“Come on, guys. You’re holding up the line,” said Jake.
We all got off the bus and walked to our room.
Mr. Lopez looked at Kelly and said, “Good morning, Kasey.”
Kelly didn’t answer. I poked her.
“Oh, good morning, Mr. Lopez,” she said.
Then he looked at me and said, “Good morning, Kelly.”
“Morning, Mr. Lopez,” I said.
We walked over to our cubbies to put our stuff away. Then I walked over to my desk to sit down, forgetting that I should be sitting at Kelly’s desk today.
“Hey, Kelly, why are you sitting at Kasey’s desk?” asked our friend Jasmine.
“What?” I said.
Kelly walked over. “Hey, sis, get out of my seat.”
I jumped up. “This is going to be harder than I thought,” I whispered to Kelly.
“I know what you mean,” Kelly whispered back.
“You’d better watch out, Kasey,” said Jasmine. “I think your sister was about to play an April Fool’s Day trick on you.”
“I almost forgot it was April Fool’s Day,” said Jake.
“Me, too,” said Kelly.
“Not me,” said Madison. “I remembered it was April Fool’s Day. I even played a trick on my mom this morning.”
“You did?” said Jake.
“Yes,” said Madison. “I put on my red shoes instead of my pink ones. Isn’t that a great trick?”
“That’s not a trick,” said Jake. “That’s just lame.”
“No, it’s not,” said Madison. “My mom thought it was hilarious.”
“Then your mom’s a weirdo.”
“No, she’s not.”
“Yes, she is.”
“Okay, enough, you two,” said Mr. Lopez. He turned to Kelly. “It’s time to get started. Kasey, would you please lead us in the Pledge of Allegiance?”
Again, Kelly just sat there. I kicked her in the leg and motioned with my hand for her to get up.
“I’d be happy to, Mr. Lopez,” she said. Kelly led the class in the Pledge, and then we started our morning math lesson.
“I would like to do a little review before the test today,” said Mr. Lopez. “I have a problem written on the board. See if you can solve it.”
We all took a few minutes to try the problem at our desks.
I poked Kelly. “Hey,” I whispered. “I don’t know how to do this problem, but I just know that Mr. Lopez is going to call on me because he thinks I’m you, and you are a math genius.”
Kelly scribbled the answer on a scrap of paper and secretly passed it to me.
“Okay, I think everyone is done,” said Mr. Lopez. “Who would like to come up and show us how they solved the problem?”
“Oh, me, me, me, me, me!” squealed Madison. “I just know I have the right answer.”
“I’m looking for someone who isn’t calling out,” said Mr. Lopez.
Andy, the shyest kid in the whole class, was sitting quietly.
“Madison, do you see how Andy is not calling out?”
Madison glared at Andy. “Andy, would you like to come up and show us how you solved the problem?”
Andy shook his head. He was always too shy to stand up in front of the class.
Mr. Lopez then looked at me. “Okay, then. How about you, Kelly?”
“I knew it,” I whispered to myself. “I just knew it.”
“Why don’t you come up to the board and show us how you figu
red it out?”
I really didn’t want to, but if I didn’t go, then everyone would figure out that we had switched places. I stood up. “Sure thing, Mr. Lopez,” I said.
I glanced back at Kelly. “You can do this,” she whispered.
I took one last look at the scrap of paper and went up to the board. To my surprise, I was able to solve the problem.
“Nice work, Kelly,” said Mr. Lopez. “I knew you could do it.”
I walked back to my seat.
“Nice work, sis,” said Kelly.
“Yeah,” said Jake. “No one suspects a thing.”
CHAPTER 8
The Biggest Surprise of All
We did some more review for the math test, and then it was time for snack.
“I’m so excited for snack today,” said Madison. “My mom packed me a special surprise. I can’t wait to see what it is.”
“Oh, you’re going to have a surprise, all right,” Jake whispered to me.
I giggled. “Remember the plan. When you go to get your snack, you have to knock her pink, fluffy jacket on the ground. When she runs to pick it up, Kelly and I will put the food coloring in her milk.”
Jake gave me a thumbs-up.
Madison started to unpack her snack. The girl’s favorite color is pink, so everything she has is pink: pink lunch box, pink thermos, even pink napkin.
Madison clapped her hands. “Oh, look, everyone,” she said, holding up a cupcake. “My mom made me a rainbow cupcake with pink frosting and pink sprinkles!”
“Whoop-de-doo,” said Jake.
Madison unscrewed the cap to her thermos and looked inside. “Good thing my mom packed me milk. Milk goes perfectly with cupcakes.”
“Yes, good thing,” I whispered to Kelly.
Jake stuck his finger into the frosting on Madison’s cupcake.
“Get your dirty little hands off my cupcake,” said Madison. “Go get your own snack, Jake the Snake.”
Jake licked the frosting off his finger and walked over to the cubbies to get his snack. He knocked Madison’s jacket on the floor just like we had planned.
“Uh, Madison, excuse me,” said Andy. “I think your jacket is on the floor.”
“No, it’s not,” said Madison. “I hung it up this morning.”
“Take a look,” said Andy, pointing to the floor.
Madison stood up. “Oh no! My pink, fluffy jacket! How did it get on the floor? It’s going to get dirty!”
She turned and pointed her finger at Jake. “You just knocked it on the floor.”
“No, I didn’t,” said Jake.
“Yes, you did. Now go pick it up!”
“No,” said Jake. “You can’t boss me around. It’s your jacket. You go pick it up.”
“Get ready,” I whispered to Kelly.
Madison glared at Jake and stomped over to the cubbies to pick up her jacket.
“Now!” said Jake.
I snuck the green food coloring out of my lunch box while Kelly grabbed Madison’s open thermos and put it on my desk.
“Hurry up!” said Kelly.
“I’m hurrying,” I said. I took the top off the food coloring and dropped a few drops into the milk.
“She’s coming back now,” said Jake.
Kelly quickly put the thermos back on Madison’s desk.
Madison sat back down. “Lucky for you, Jake Brown, my jacket didn’t get dirty. If it had, you would have been in big trouble.”
“Oh, I’m so scared,” said Jake.
“Just leave me alone, so I can enjoy my cupcake,” said Madison.
She took a big bite.
Andy giggled.
“What’s so funny?” said Madison.
Andy stopped giggling.
“I’ll tell you what’s so funny,” said Jasmine, laughing. “You’ve got a pink frosting mustache.”
“I guess it’s the day for mustaches,” I whispered to Kelly.
Madison quickly grabbed her napkin and wiped her face. “Now, for some delicious milk to wash it down.”
“Here we go,” whispered Jake.
Madison put her straw in her thermos and started to sip.
Andy stared at her.
“What are you staring at?” said Madison.
“Your … your … your …,” Andy stammered.
“My what?” said Madison.
“Your milk is green,” said Andy.
“Ewwwww,” said Jasmine. “You’re drinking rotten milk!”
Madison looked down at her thermos and then started to run around the room screaming, “Eeeewwwwww! Eeeewwwwww! My milk is green! My milk is green! I’m drinking rotten milk!” As she was running, she bumped into her desk and the thermos fell over. Green milk began to spill onto the floor.
Mr. Lopez stepped in front of her and held out his hands. “Calm down, Madison. What’s the problem?”
“My milk is green! Look at it! My milk is green! I’m being poisoned!”
We all were laughing hysterically.
“Why are you all laughing? I’m going to get sick!”
“You’re not going to get sick,” I said.
“How do you know?” said Madison.
“April Fool’s!” Kelly, Jake, and I said.
“What?” said Madison.
“What?” said Mr. Lopez.
“April Fool’s!” I said again. “You’re not drinking rotten milk. We put food coloring in your milk to make it look green.”
“Good one,” said Jasmine.
“Thanks,” said Jake, smiling.
“All right,” said Mr. Lopez. “That was quite a trick.” Then he pointed to Kelly and said, “Kasey, would you please go get a sponge so we can get this mess cleaned up?”
“Okeydokey,” said Kelly, and she started to walk toward the sink.
“Wait a minute,” said Mr. Lopez. “What did you say?”
“Okeydokey,” Kelly repeated.
“‘Okeydokey’?” said Mr. Lopez. “You never say ‘okeydokey,’ Kasey.”
Just then Kelly realized her mistake.
“Only Kelly says ‘okeydokey,’” said Mr. Lopez.
The two of us just stood there, frozen.
“Something fishy is going on here,” said Mr. Lopez. “Come over here, girls.”
We walked over to him.
He pointed to Kelly. “Let me see your leg.”
Kelly pulled her pants up to the knee, revealing a Band-Aid.
“I knew it! I knew it!” said Mr. Lopez. “You’re Kelly,” he said, pointing to Kelly, “and you’re Kasey,” he said, pointing to me. “Kelly fell off her bike a few days ago and scraped her knee. She’s been wearing a Band-Aid ever since.”
“April Fool’s!” Kelly and I said together.
“Wow! You girls really had me going! That is one of the best April Fool’s Day tricks I have ever seen!”
“Thanks!” we said. “It was actually Jake’s idea.”
“Good one, Jake,” said Mr. Lopez.
Jake smiled. “Give me a high five, guys,” he said.
Kelly reached up her hand. “Okeydokey!” she said, and we all laughed.
DOUBLE TROUBLE
FUN PAGE
Can you spot
five differences
between Kasey
and Kelly?
Answers:
1) Kasey has braids; Kelly has a ponytail
2) Kasey’s shirt has two stars; Kelly’s has one
3) Kasey’s belt buckle is round; Kelly’s is square
4) Kelly is wearing a wristband
5) Kasey’s socks have stripes
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About the Author and Illustrator
ABBY KLEIN is the author of the popular Ready, Freddy! series. She has been a first-grade and kindergarten teacher for twenty years, and lives with her husband and two children in Vermont. They have four dogs.
JOHN McKINLEY has been drawing all his life. He and his family live in Northern California.
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