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The Blue Fire

by Leah Stone & Emmy Courts I was on my way back from school, when I realized I forgot to do my homework for science. So, I screamed at the bus driver, “Wait, I forgot something!”

“Well have fun cause I’m not waiting. BYE!” said the bus driver.

As I ran in the rain, I saw something catch my eye. It was blue fire - but it moved! I felt like it was trying to tell me something. As I tried to figure it out, it slowly moved closer - until it touched me. Surprisingly, it didn’t burn. The second it touched me, I knew I had to run a test on the fire that didn’t burn. I ran to the school with it flaming in my hand. I got to the classroom, and it jumped out of my hands! It was mad at me for a reason I could not explain. Suddenly the entire classroom had caught fire. It was the biggest chemical reaction I have ever seen. I knew I had made a mistake…

Blue Gel

by Harley Ward Hi, I’m Mia and this is the story of how one tub of gel ruined my whole day. One morning, my hair was so frizzy that it looked like I had gone outside and been struck by lightning. Today was not the day for this to happen. It was my mom’s wedding and I was the flower girl! At first, I thought it was weird that a 15-year-old was a flower girl, but I just went along with it because I did not want to ruin my mom’s big day. Anyways, back to the story. I decided to go to the drug store across the street. When I walked in it had outdated wall paper with pictures of George Washington everywhere. I felt like they were watching me, so I went straight to the hair aisle. When I got to the gel section, there was one that just really stood out. It was blue and kind of looked like fire, so I bought it. When I got to the hotel, I put it on and went to go put on my dress. When I got back and looked in the mirror, my hair was rising up. Then I looked at the gel to see what was in it. It had gas in it! I guess the shampoo in my hair had made a chemical reaction. Then I dropped it on my dress. “Mia time to go to the church” said my mom…..

The Return of Dr. Nincompoop

by Graham Goddard & Gavin Campos

‘’Yes! I finally did it!’’ I found the power to make a clone out of fire!’’ I will use these clones to build an unstoppable empire.’’ Dr. Nincompoop just created fire clones. He used his reactants to make fire. His reactants were baking soda, hair jelly beans, Tonguetroleum, and Glassion Dioxide.

A few months later…

’I have taken over the galaxy!’’ Aliens from the planet Blah Blah Blah have tried to defeat Dr. Nincompoop and his clones. The aliens threw a ball of fire made out of bones and watch materials. The light was produced by plastic that the two materials formed which formed fire when heated. They threw the fireballs. They destroyed his clones because the clones were not made very well and they couldn’t resist the product of the alien’s materials. It caused a temperature change inside their bodies. A toxic gas was produced which made their insides explode. Dr. Nincompoop survived but is hiding inside his garbage can, which is inside his destroyed weapons factory. The galaxy is free until Dr. Nincompoop is back, which is unlikely to happen.

The Man with the Fire

by Layla Riccio Then something changed… It was a small, yet effective change. The world turned purple. Wait let’s back it up a little…

Ace was a normal boy from Michigan. His father was a mad scientist, so he was almost always alone with his mama. His father made lots of chemical reactions. One day his father made an experiment with Ace. Ace was a little nervous, but he thought he could trust his dad. His dad made a fire that was blue, and it stuck to Ace, so that he could activate whenever he wanted to. His father said, “Ace, you can be a bad guy!!!” After his father said, “Muhahahaha!”

Ace was terrified that his father was using him. Ace said, “But Dad, I want to use it for good. I never want to be like you, ugh!.” Aces’ father raged with anger. It’s like something new was formed within his father. It was scary.

“You have been warned, Ace” As he said that, Ace was terrified and felt sad. He thought to himself “wait, I’m 12. I shouldn’t be afraid.”

Ace started practicing with his powers. He felt like a Greek god, but with fire hands. He started posting Tik-Toks with his powers, but no one believed him. So, he did what his father told him to do. As all of the gas was produced off of his fire hands, he started doing evil.

When he was doing evil, he didn’t know why. It’s like he had become his dad now. He did something terrible. All of sudden, the temperature changed, and he had turned the world purple. As he did that, he realized he had become the world’s greatest villain.

Airplanes by Cooper Angell

Sunset Swim by Ridge Henningson

Lazy Jelly

by Katie Kessell & Hannah Johnson Hmm, I’m hangry. “Josh! Make me a sandwich now!!!!” I yell at him while he does my laundry. “No, you do it yourself, lazy butt!” he yells at me. I finally get up from the smooth, light aqua green couch. I grab my sparkly yellow hoverboard. I ride until I get to the stairs. From there, I get into my Barbie pink laundry basket. I hop in, push myself down the hardwood stairs, yelling, “ahhhhhhh, weeeeeeeeee,” as I go bump, bump, bump. After, an hour of discussing, I agree. I grab the organic strawberries, the thickener, the sugar, and the strainer. “Ready!” I say sarcastically. I grab my phone and start playing My Little Pony songs. “My little pony, my little pony…” “How do you make jelly?” I ask confused. “Figure it out on your own, I’m going to my friend’s house, I-I mean work,” he says as he runs out of the room.

“Owww” I yell. “Ok, I can do this.” I think to myself.

“WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM NOW?!!” asks Josh.

After a super fun ride down the stairs, I reach the bottom.

The floors are now filled with my dirty, smelly, hot pink, Jojo Siwa blanket. I run to the kitchen, tripping over a chair.

“Nooooo,” I yell in slow-mo.

I hear foots steps.

“Why are you on the ground!?” asks Josh.

I ignore him, as I go to get the jelly. I find that there is no more jelly left!

“WHERE’S THE JELLY!!” I shout.

“Umm, I ate it, but you can make some,” he says, as if I were a 12 year old still.

“Umm, I’m not little anymore! I’m 13!” I say, starting to feel my face get strawberry red, like my favorite jelly. I grab the strawberries and the knife. I carefully cut the washed strawberries. I put the pot on the stove and heat it up to medium. I put the strawberries in the pot, and I wait, watching the strawberries melt, because of the temperature change. After 15 minutes, it starts making gas bubbles. I start to pour in the thickener. I mix it as the reactants mix together and create a new product. I pour in the smooth sugar. I start to mix it as fast as I can for 2 minutes. After it starts to thicken, I put it in a clear glass jar. I put it in the freezer for 2 hours.

“I’m home!” announces Josh as he walks into the kitchen.

“Hey! I finished making the jelly!” I say excitedly.

I start sprinting towards Josh, when all of a sudden, I trip.

“You’re kidding me!! My new shirt!” shouts Josh, now covered in jelly.

Dun, Dun, Dun!

BAM!

Into Fire

by McVey Peden

“Oh, sorry I was just testing my new reactants that I found on my trip to Peru: the bamboo leaf and the titanium cactus, a species just found two weeks ago. Now, to introduce myself... I am Bill Tarpon, the world’s best scientific explorer. The “BAM!” you just heard was me melting the bamboo leaf and freezing the titanium and submerging them both in water to make a brand new artificial light other than fire or electricity.”

But what he didn’t know was that he’d found more than light!

“It worked!” he said relieved. “Now to test it out!”

So, he dropped a piece of paper into the product. But he didn’t see any indicators of a chemical reaction, and the paper didn’t dissolve either. It didn’t have any indicators, so he slowly reached his hand towards it, and everything turned black once he touched it. When he opened his eyes, he saw clouds that looked like cotton candy fresh off the stick.

“What is this!” he exclaimed.

He looked down and there he was - floating in air! Or whatever he was doing!

“Now, how do I get out?”, he mumbled under his breath.

So, he flew over to something that actually looked solid. As he went closer and closer, all of a sudden he saw someone he recognized…

“Albert Einstein!?!?”

The Campfire

by Ryder Ripps and Charlie Barton It was a normal day, until something really weird happened. We were all trying to make the fire for the camp out tonight. This guy in our cabin was never happy. His name was Patricia. Everyone made fun of him because his name sounded like a dorky girl name. As we were building the campfire, Patricia got hit by a flame! It looked like he was fine, until we realized there was something that looked like a blue flame in his hand. Since he hated me the most because I would always make fun of his name, he threw the little blue fireball at me. It was freezing cold - there must have been a temperature change in the fire when it hit him. It must have been a chemical reaction. I thought it was odd because there was no indicator that caused it, so how could it have happened? Something new must have formed in his body, but I don’t know what it was. That is for you to find out!

Don’t Play with Fire

by Scarlett Payne & Camilla Tuman I didn’t know what was happening, but I knew it was bad. I had never felt like this before. I didn’t know why the man was mad at me, I didn’t do anything to deserve this. At least I didn’t think.

Hold on, let me backup…

I was out for a jog, minding my own business, when I got the feeling someone was following me. I tried to get over myself and continue, but I just couldn’t let it go. My jog turned into a sprint, but it wasn’t enough. Next thing I knew, everything went pitch black.

When I woke up, I didn’t feel like myself. It felt like a chemical reaction had occurred inside of me. Little did I know, that was literally what had happened. I panicked, then looked at my feet, but they weren’t there. They were replaced by blue, flickering, flames. He had turned me into fire.

I am recording this because I just saw something very peculiar. A letter that had fallen to the floor.

It stated, “Dear Emily, I regret to inform you that you will be the product of a terrible experiment. See, in this test you are a critical reactant. I cannot tell you much more for your own safety. All I can say is that you must leave now!” P.S: And Don’t Play with Fire -Anonymous

I had just now discovered this letter, but I had been in this state for years. Someone must have hidden it from me…

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