When Ivy was now 12 years old, she walked through the living room

and got to the front door.

Ivy, said her mom.

What mom, said Ivy.

Your friends had went to school, said her mom.

Oh I almost forgot about school, said Ivy.

Here's your backpack Ivy, said her mom.

Ivy's backpack was near her mom's feet. Ivy picked it up and went out the

door, and she went to school.

As Ivy made it to Rainbowtown Elementary School, she went across some

colored lockers, and there came a green fox, wearing an orange shirt and

blue skirt. The fox's name was Emma. Hello Ivy, she said. "I'm glad you

came."

Emma, am I going to be in 6th grade, Ivy asked.

Yes you will, said Emma. "And James got there first.

The two girls went to the 6th grade room. An orange bear was standing against

the two. He was wearing a green buttoned shirt and some red pants. His name

was James.

Hello Ivy and Emma, he said.

On his left side is a blue dog in orange clothing, but she turned out to be Ivy's

6th grade teacher.

Girls, I need you to take a seat, she told Ivy and Emma.

Ivy, Emma, and James sat on their desk. The canny teacher got to hers.

I'm Mrs Martinez, she said. "And I'll be your 6th grade teacher."

Ivy's thoughts came out of her mind.

Rainbowtown (which is this town) is my hometown.

And today, we'll be doing some math, said Mrs Martinez.

She turned to Ivy.

Ivy, what is 12 times 5, she asked.

60, Ivy answered.

Correct Ivy, said Mrs Martinez. "You'll be the best student at Rainbowtown

Elementary."