Now, I had to speak up. “But Momma, she did something to me first.”
“I don’t want to hear it. Just do what I said.”
“Yes, Momma.”
OMG, this girl just got here and I am already in trouble. I didn’t do anything wrong!
We went back in the living room and Jayla had the nerve to look at my mom with a sad expression on her face. But when she looked at me, she was smirking.
“Girls, take Jayla to your room. Jayla, the girls have iPads, computers and phones you can play with,” Momma said.
I did not want this girl using any of my stuff! But I knew I didn’t have a choice. Tionna knew something was wrong because she kept giving me these crazy looks. I didn’t say anything as I stomped up to the room Tionna and I shared.
We walked into our bedroom and Jayla immediately turned up her nose as she looked around. Tionna and I had matching white canopy beds with black, ballerina-themed bedding. Jayla looked at the two iPads on our dresser, then our laptops and Wii.
Jayla dropped on Tionna’s bed and looked around the room, glaring at our pink painted wall, which was covered with Mindless Behavior, Bruno Mars and One Direction posters.
Tionna spoke first. “Do you want to play the Wii? We have some fun games.”
“Wii is for babies. I haven’t played the Wii since I left 4th grade,” Jayla snapped, rolling her eyes again.
I crossed my arms and turned my back to Jayla.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t let your momma catch you with an attitude. You don’t want her to come in here and yank you off again.” Jayla actually laughed.
I’d enough. I was about to go off. Luckily, Tionna stepped in.
“It’s okay, Jasmine. We only have to put up with her for a little while longer,” Tionna whispered.
I stared at Jayla. Yeah, forget my grandma’s plan for us to BFFs. That wasn’t gonna happen. I stomped over to my bed, plopped down, and grabbed my pink, frilly pillow.
From Kyle: The Smallest Elf
By Gabrielle Simone
Once upon a time in a secret place, deep in the North Pole, there lived a little elf named Kylie. She was the smallest elf in Santa’s Workshop. It was the day before Christmas and all the other elves were working on last minute gifts. Kylie was in Santa’s private study presenting a new way to wrap presents. While she was testing her new invention, something went wrong—terribly wrong. The machine she had worked so hard on started to shoot out bolts of electricity. She was blinded by the bright lights, but could hear a scream. She finally ran to unplug her invention. Once the power was off, Kylie saw Santa on the floor. She immediately ran to get the doctor, who rushed quickly to Santa’s side.
“Kylie, go get help. We need to get Santa to his bed,” Dr. Rangbottom said.
Without a word, Kylie moved quickly toward the door. Once outside the door, she yelled, “Help! Santa’s been hurt.”
All the elves rushed into the study. “Quickly,” said Dr. Rangbottom. “Help me move Santa.”
Although Kylie wanted so badly to help, she was much too small. She watched the others assist the doctor as he carried Santa to his bed.
Kylie looked at her invention with sadness; she didn’t understand what went wrong. It worked perfectly so many times before. This was her chance to do something big, and she had ruined it. She took her machine apart and threw all of the pieces in the trash. She wanted to be sure it did not hurt anyone else.
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