by Liz
Fighting fractions by moonlight
Challenging teachers by daylight
Reading Shakespeare at midnight
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She would never forget a math operation
Or the rules of heat condensation
Pi is the symbol for a new generation
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She is the one
Sailor Pi!
The days begin to pass by more slowly since the ping-pong episode in the cafeteria. No one had seen Arpiana since then, and Thistle, Jeffy, and Mel A. were pure elements of the past. Bizzie's life now revolved around trying to make ammends with Mrs. Secant and memorizing monolouges for her big audition.
"Biz, do you really think you can memorize all those lines?" Kenny asked Bizzie one day at lunch.
"Once you've memorized pi, anything's possible," she replied.
"I admire your courage," he said, "But I just don't get it." Bizzie was now sprinkling graded cheese on her lasagna. "Hey Biz, do you want to eat outside today?"
"Sure!" Bizzie exclaimed, "That'd be great." She grabbed her tray and walked next to Kenny outside and on to the playground. They walked silently, waiting for the other one to start up a conversation.
"So..." Bizzie said, waiting for Kenny to finish her sentance for her.
"So... how's it going?"
"Pretty good, how are things going for you?"
"Okay." Another moment of silence. Bizzie cut into her lasagna and ate a bite. For some reason, it just didn't taste right today. Maybe it was the cheese.
"Are you trying out for the play?" she asked Kenny, finally.
"I might, but I'm not great at memorizing things. I know Shakespeare well, just like you, but I have trouble reciting stuff. It's going to be Macbeth, right?"
"Right." Another pause.
"You know, this lasagna just doesn't taste right today."
"That's an understatement," Kenny said, grinning at the glob of red sauce and cheese that was on Bizzie's plate.
"I think it's the cheese." Just then, Mark teleported next to Kenny.
"Did I hear someone say, "chheeessseee?" he asked.
"That would be Bizzie."
"Mark, you shouldn't teleport in front of everyone!" Bizzie scolded. 
"No one's watching. Now, did someone say, 'cheeessssseeee?"
"Yeah," said Bizzie, "Why?"
"Would YOU, Bizzie Lizzie, like to help better our cafeteria's cheese?"
"Ummm....."
"Common, plleeeeaasssseeeee?"
"Okay, sure."
"Bizzie Lizzie, you are the newest member of....drumroll please!" Kenny hit his hands against the picnic table in order to create a rumbling effect. "The frozen cheese app club!"
"The WHAT?!" Bizzie and Kenny asked at the same time.
"The frozen cheese app club! We want to do experiments on cheese to see if--"
"Mark," Kenny interrupted, "Aren't clubs supposed to be important, like Model U.N. and Yearbook?"
"But this IS important! Besides, we needed to do SOMETHING to top the frozen fruit app club."
"Has anyone seen Hanni today?" Bizzie asked her sophmore buddies.
"No, in fact, I haven't seen her in awhile," Mark commented.
"I know where Hannnnnni issssssssss" said a dark and sinister voice from somewhere that no one could see.
"What was that?" Bizzie asked apprehensively.
"And I know where Arpiaaaana issssssss," the voice said.
"Well, why don't you just tell us where they are!" Mark exclaimed. Suddenly, Bizzie and Kenny's eyes got wider than tennis balls. "Why are you two looking at me like that?"
"Marky, teleport!" Bizzie cried on impulse.
"Don't you ever call me--"
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