The case of the missing lunch box / science project

Monkey analogy's

A/N: Please vote. And thank yo to those who do. You know who you are. 

Weeks past and each group had finished their project. Everyone was now setting up a booth in the auditorium. They had the complete freedom to set it up however they want.

It turns out the Mr Pattfords idea of making the fair compulsory, had influenced the other teachers because every student in Highcrest was building something for their entry. Some students, who weren't too enthusiastic about the projects, had a simple poster and demonstration. For example, Mirabella and Patel had made a poster about how moisturizer helps your skin. Friday actually found it quite impressive for Mirabella's standards.

Over the course of 2 weeks, she had applied a moisturizer to the left side of Patel's face and did absolutely nothing to the right side so they could use it as a control. She had a picture of his face from every day in that fortnight and laid them out so you could compare them.

Next to their stall was Melanie and Wai Yu's. There project was what you'd call an unnecessary amount of work, because not only did they have a bed for people to test out their blanket; Melanie had written a eleven page easy on the pros and cons of other blankets compared to theirs.

"How did you manage to write 2455 words about your blanket, when you can barely write a sentence in class" Friday asked, flipping through Melanie's essay "there aren't even any gramma mistakes."

Melanie shrugged "it was easy all I had to do was sleep with my blanket one night and a school blanket the next. Then I had to write down my observations. Simple really a moron could do it."

"So, your telling me, you had 2455 words worth observations" Ian asked shaking his head in disbelief. Melanie nodded.

"But there just blankets, you can barely tell the difference" He continued flipping through her essay.

Melanie looked at him as if he was clinically insane "WHAT DO YOU MEAN JUST BLANKETS" she snapped "our blanket is the greatest invention known to man ..."

Friday scoffed "Um actually..."

Melanie cut her of "ShUt Up FrIdAy NoBoDy CaReS." Friday reluctantly closed her mouth and let Melanie continue "Listen here you freshly groomed monkey. Our blanket is the softest, most incredibly. If a dimwitted chimpanzee, such as yourself can't see that then I suggest you try it out" She pointed to the bed in the middle of their booth.

"Oh, that wouldn't be necessary. I don't need to" Ian stuttered.

"Oh yes you do" Melanie muttered, and she pushed him headfirst into the bed. He fell and landed on the soft padding of the exterior. Friday tried her very hardest not to laugh. For 0.3 he tried to get up, but then the powers of the blanket seeped in, and he was left in a trance.

"Woah" He whispered closing his eyes "This is ... phenomenal."

"Told you so" Melanie said, folding her arms. She let him lie there for about thirty seconds then cried "Get up you stupid gorilla, we can't have you lying about our science fair project."

Ian didn't move a muscle. He just lay there in complete utter silence. Melanie walked over to him and started to roll him of the bed.

"Get up... you... brain less baboon. Your gonna ... spread ... monkey germs ...through... my ...bed" Melanie grunted trying her hardest to get him of.

"What's with the monkey analogy's today" Friday cackled through her endless fit of laughter. At moment Melanie had managed to push him of the bed making him hit the floor with a thud.

"Ouch" Ian groaned.

"Look at him and tell me he doesn't look like a monkey" Melanie answered slightly out of breath. Friday glanced at him; he looked hansom that was for sure.

Friday was unsure how to answer so she just said, "he doesn't look like a monkey."

Ian grinded.

"I should have known not to ask you. You think everything about him is drop dead gorgeous" Melanie muttered.

"I do not" Friday protested.

"Yeah, yeah sure you don't" Melanie nodded sarcastically.