The Judy Moody Double-Rare Collection - Megan Mcdonald [4]
Stink took Toady out of the yogurt container. Dr. Judy Moody examined the toad like she was giving a checkup. Stink was right. He did have a little black stripe, just like Toady. Could it be?
She, Judy Moody, predicted that Toady came back, and . . . he did?
“You can have your mood ring back,” said Stink.
“Huh?”
“Your mood ring?” said Stink. “You were right. It really does belong to a person with superduper special powers. Here. Take it.” Stink wiggled the ring, but it was stuck.
“S is for Stuck!” said Stink. He held out his hand. “I can’t get it off! Ack!! My finger! It’s green!”
“Stink, it’s okay.”
“But you predicted my finger would turn green and fall off. Look! Now it is green! Hurry up. Before my finger falls off.”
“S is for Soap,” said Judy.
Judy took Stink over to the sink and soaped up his finger. She twirled the ring. She twisted the ring. She pulled the ring. She yanked the ring. POP!
“Mine at last,” said Madame M-for-Moody Judy.
On Monday morning, Judy Moody woke up early. What might have been a blucky old math-test Monday did not seem blucky one bit.
She did not put on her tiger-striped pajamas for school. She did not put on her I ATE A SHARK T-shirt. She put on her best-mood-ever clothes — purple striped pants, a not-itchy fuzzy green sweater with a star, and Screamin’ Mimi’s ice-cream-cone socks. And her mood ring.
Light blue! Light blue was the next best thing to purple. Light blue meant Happy, Glad. She was glad to have her ring back. She was happy with the world.
“Purr-fect!” she said to Mouse. Mouse rubbed up against her leg.
On the bus, she told good-mood jokes. “Why did the third grader eat so many corn flakes?” Judy asked her friend Rocky.
“I don’t know. Because all the snowflakes were melted?” asked Rocky.
“No!” said Judy. “To get a mood ring!” Judy cracked herself up.
She told jokes all the way to school. Stink plugged his ears. Rocky just shuffled his deck of magic cards.
“You’re not laughing at my jokes,” Judy complained.
“Um, I’m worried about Mr. Todd’s math test,” said Rocky. “Fractions!”
Normally Judy would have worried too. Not today. Her mood ring had just turned blue-green for Relaxed, Calm.
“Okay, class,” said Mr. Todd. “A new week. I know we have a few tests this week. Math test today. Spelling test on Wednesday. But don’t forget, we have a special visitor next week. Monday. One week from today. A real live author! She’s also an artist. She wrote and illustrated a book about crayons.”
“A baby book?” asked Rocky.
“I think you’ll find it interesting,” said Mr. Todd. “There’s so much to know about crayons.” Mr. Todd grinned. Since when did crayons make her teacher so happy?
In Reading, Mr. Todd read The Case of the Red-Eyed Mummy. Judy solved it before anyone else did.
When it came time to write a mystery in her journal, Judy wrote The Mystery of the Missing Mood Ring, in which she, Judy Moody, solved the case.
All morning, Judy raised her mood-ring hand, even when she didn’t know the answer.
Even Mr. Todd noticed the ring. “What’s that you’ve got there?” he asked Judy.
“A mood ring,” Judy said. “It predicts stuff. Like what mood you’re in.”
“Very nice,” said Mr. Todd. “Let’s hope everybody’s in the mood for the math test. Class 3T, put all books away, please.”
Judy leaned over and asked her friend Frank Pearl if he had studied his fractions.
“Yep,” said Frank. “But I’ll be half happy and half glad when it’s over.”
Judy looked over her shoulder at Jessica Finch. She looked Relaxed, Calm. Jessica Finch probably ate fractions for breakfast: 1/4 glass of orange juice, 1/2 piece of toast, 3/4 jar of strawberry jelly!
Judy took her time on the test. She did not bite off her Grouchy pencil eraser. She did not make grouchy faces at the math test. She was even Relaxed, Calm about making up a word problem.
At recess, everybody crowded around Judy. “Where’d you get that mood ring?”
“Ooh, let me try!”
Time to daze and amaze her friends.
“Who wants to go first?” asked Judy.
“Me me me me me!” Everybody pushed and shoved and begged.