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“What do you want, Snot-face?” asked Clarence.

“I have to ask you my survey question.”

“Just don’t get any of your boogers on me,” said Clarence.

Marvin looked at him. He couldn’t understand Clarence. They both knew that Clarence made that up. They both knew the ball was over the line.

“No one else is around,” said Marvin. “Can’t we just be honest with each other?”

“Booger brain!” said Clarence.

“Well, here’s my question,” said Marvin. “And you have to tell the truth.”

“I never lie,” said Clarence.

“Have you ever picked your nose?”

“No way!” said Clarence. “I’m not gross like you.”

Casey’s ponytail stuck out of the side of her head.

“Casey,” said Marvin. “I have to ask you my question for the class survey.”

“Shoot,” said Casey,

“Have you ever picked your nose?”

Casey laughed.

“Well, have you?” asked Marvin.

She laughed so hard she fell to the ground.

Marvin waited patiently.

At last Casey stopped laughing. She took a deep breath. “What was your question?”

“Have you ever picked your nose?” asked Marvin.

She laughed again.

But between her hoots and howls, she managed to shriek, “Yes!”

Justin said, “You’re sickening, Marvin! I’m not going to answer that question.”

“You have to,” said Marvin. “It’s for the survey.”

Justin turned and walked away.

Marvin grabbed his shoulder. “You have to answer the question.”

“Not that question,” said Justin, pushing Marvin away.

“You have to!” said Marvin, grabbing him again.

“Justin! Marvin!” shouted Mrs. Grant.

Mrs. Grant was on yard duty. She sent the two boys to see Mr. McCabe, the principal, for fighting.

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