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didn’t hear a word I said. They were too busy pouring hot tea on each other and screaming their heads off.

Chapter 14
LOSER INVENTIONS
    Motor scooters whizzed past us as Alli led the way to Pigge House, our dorm. Kids flew kites. Kids sun-bathed on blankets on the lawn. A group of serious-looking dudes crept by silently, holding binoculars up to their eyes.
    â€œAre they spies ?” Feenman asked Alli.
    She laughed. “No. They’re bird-watchers. There’s a rumor that a blue-bottomed, fat-breasted wren is on campus.”
    She smiled at Feenman. “Are you into birds?”
    Feenman thought about it. “Well…I eat friedchicken,” he said. “Does that count?”
    We stopped in front of a bunch of kids who were working hard, building something very tall. It looked kinda like a house .

    â€œWhat’s up with that?” I asked a tall, skinny guy, who was working hard in a T-shirt and shorts. “You building a new dorm?”
    He stopped hammering. “Yo.
    We’re the contest winners fromBaked Potato Chips Middle School. This is our project for the Make-a-Great-Invention Contest,” he said. He mopped his forehead with one hand.
    â€œWhat is it?” I asked.
    â€œIt’s pretty simple,” he said. “Inside is a new kind of elevator. This is a small one, but one day we hope skyscrapers will have them. It’s powered by human breath.”
    â€œWow!”
    â€œAmazing!”
    â€œUnbelievable!”
    My three buddies went nuts.
    â€œYeah, I thought of doing that,” I said. “But it’s a little too simple for us. We need more of a challenge.”
    We walked on. Crench hurried to catch up to me. “Big B, we’re in major trouble,” he said. “They’re building an awesome elevator. And we don’t have one idea.”
    â€œDon’t worry about it,” I said. “We’ll think of something.”
    I could picture that five-thousand-dollar prize. And my buddies and me hanging out at MTV-6.
    We had to think of something fabulous!
    At the edge of the lawn, we came to another group of hardworking kids. They were working on acontraption with a big metal loop at the top. Three guys were making a fan for it. Other kids worked on an electronic control.
    An awesome-looking girl smiled at me. She had dark eyes and long, dark hair and was wearing tennis shorts and a white polo shirt.
    â€œThat’s my friend Nicki,” Alli said. “Nicki Toros. She goes to Poly-Wannacracker Academy.”
    â€œI’ve heard of that school,” I said.
    â€œCan you guess what our invention is?” Nicki asked.
    â€œDoes it receive radio messages from Mars?” I asked.
    â€œIt’s the world’s best bubble-blowing machine,” she said.
    â€œAwesome!” Feenman said. “I blew bubbles for my social studies project.”
    She stared at him. “You’re joking, right? What grade did you get?”
    â€œAn F,” Feenman said. “But it was my best project all year.”
    â€œHow does the bubble machine work?” Crench asked, scratching his hair.
    â€œYou pour the liquid in here,” Nicki said. She pointed to a jar on the back. “Then the fan blows the bubbles into the air. They’re as big as beach balls. They’re made of plastic. They last for weeks .”

    â€œNot bad,” I told her. “You’ll probably come in second—after us.”
    Her dark eyes flashed. “Why? What’s your project?”
    I raised a finger to my lips. “ Ssshhh! Lots of kids here would like to steal our idea. I wish I could give you a clue. But our project is too exciting to talk about. We don’t even talk about it to each other !”
    â€œWhat school do you go to?” she asked.
    â€œRotten School,” I said.
    â€œFigures,” she said.

Chapter 15
PUNK’D AND SKUNKED
    Did we win big-time at the poker game? Does a bear barf up its