Chapters (43)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter 1102nd Floor
- Chapter 2#GOALZ
- Chapter 3Falling into Place
- Chapter 4A Confusing Way Home
- Chapter 5Welcome to Beijing
- Chapter 6Squawking Bike
- Chapter 7Greenstone for Sale
- Chapter 8Squawks and Sparks
- Chapter 9Pure Gold
- Chapter 10Shrimp Break
- Chapter 11Boyfriend on Broadway
- Chapter 12Flamenco
- Chapter 13Schedule Scare
- Chapter 14Mail Call
- Chapter 15Preteen 49ers
- Chapter 16MS 230: Day #1
- Chapter 17Coop
- Chapter 18Bye, Bye, Doug
- Chapter 19Moon Walk
- Chapter 20Burning Through the Atmosphere
- Chapter 21#FAILZ
- Chapter 22Letter from the Past
- Chapter 23Spying on Wiley
- Chapter 24Where’s Loopy?
- Chapter 25Notifications
- Chapter 26Central Park Scramble
- Chapter 27Serious Convos
- Chapter 28Waiting and Watching
- Chapter 29Flamingos Everywhere!
- Chapter 30The Crown
- Chapter 31Cheater, Cheater
- Chapter 32Suspended!
- Chapter 33Christmas Tree Climb
- Chapter 34Not Fair, Times Square
- Chapter 35Golden Plans
- Chapter 36Badgering the Badgers
- Chapter 37A Definitely Not Boring Thanksgiving
- Chapter 38Bye, Bye, Flames
- Arcade and the Fiery Metal TesterDiscussion Questions
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Rashad Jennings
We’re all laying on the floor, looking up. The elevator stops, and now, we’re . . . floating up.
“Grab something!” Zoe yells.
“What? The ceiling?” I reach up and brace for impact. But then I just float there, weightless, in the middle of the elevator.
“Arcade, where on earth did you take us?” Doug is doing out-of-control barrel rolls in the elevator.
My heart starts to pound. I can’t believe what I’m about to say. “Um, I don’t think we’re on earth anymore, bro.”
I’ve studied a little bit about space. And I’ve watched enough movies to know that when an astronaut floats away into space, he floats away FOREVER.
If these doors open and we really are in space . . .
I glance over at Zoe, who is turning a cartwheel. “Hey, Zoe! You’re finally coordinated!”
Zoe glares at me through her fogged-up face shield. “NOT FUNNY, Arcade! I’m not TRYING to do this!”
“Oh. That’s too bad, then.”
“Get over here and help me!”
As much as I want to let my sister just flip there a while, I float over and steady her. And that’s when I notice all three of us are tethered to a hook inside the elevator.
Whew, that’s a relief!
The doors open. And we all drop to the floor.
“Oof!” I sit there in a heap and assess the damage to my body. “That didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. Where are we?”
I stand, take a floaty, semi-weightless step toward the doors, and peer out.
“Well, what do you see?” Doug asks, with a slight tremor in his voice.
“We’re definitely sitting on some kind of planetary surface. Wanna take a look around?” Doug and Zoe have plastered themselves to the back corners of the elevator.
“Are there edges?” Doug holds on tighter to his tether.
I tap my foot on the ground. “Not that I can see.”
“I’m not sure we should go out there, Arcade. If we’re in space, we won’t be able to breathe.”
I take a big breath in and let it out. “I’m thinking we have air in these suits, Zoe. What do you think you’re breathing right now?”
“Yes, but how? I mean, what are we connected to? What if it runs out?”
“What are we connected to? And you think I ask ridiculous questions? Have we EVER known what we’re connected to? Look around, Zoe. This elevator doesn’t have any cables.”
Zoe takes a step forward. “You’re right. This whole thing is insane.” She turns to Doug. “I guess we should go explore.” She grabs Doug by the shoulder and they follow me out.
As we walk, we are kicking up a powder-like dust. The land is barren.