I love watching the InBESTigators on Netflix, so, I knew how to plan out this story.
My success criteria were to include Mrs Naden as a suspect.
Selina had the best lunches. In the world. Spaghetti Bolognese. Vietnamese Pho. Mac & Cheese. And best of all… Her Mum’s Chocolicious Gourmet Cake. People would PAY Selina just to smell her breath after she ate the cake! Eww! The melt-in-your-mouth texture… The deliciousness of the moist cake…
“NOOOOOOO!” it was Monday morning. Cake day. “Nonononononono!” Selina howled. “This isn’t happening!”
“What isn’t happening?” cried Mrs Naden, putting her hands in her pockets. “My lunch! My Cake! My Doritos!” Selina whined. Joan came in. “Your cake? That’s sad,” she said and put on a puppy look. She didn’t sound all that sympathetic. “Did you know, I had a gourmet MARBLE cake. It was at my party and…” she went on and on. Ciara, Selina’s best friend calmed Selina down with a red velvet oreo. “What’s going on over here?” asked Catalina. “I-I’ve go-got no lunch.” sobbed Selina. Catalina put on a concerned look. “Did you leave it at home?” Selina shook her head. “No, I definitely brought it to school. Ciara saw it.”
“Ciara was with you?”
“Yeah. She said I was very lucky I had food like that. She asked if she could have some. I said no.”
Catalina looked at Ciara. Ciara looked away.
“Well, go to Morning Tea, all of you,” said Mrs Naden quickly. She turned to Selina. “Go and get some food from the office. You must have left it at home. Let’s leave it at that. I’m on Duty.”
Catalina was still thinking… She needed to investigate!
Catalina knew that everybody knew and loved Selina’s cake.
But, who liked it the most?
“Hey Ciara,” Catalina said, but Ciara interrupted her. “Is this about the cake?” Catalina nodded. Ciara sighed. “I asked Selina said no, then I washed my hands, end of story” Ciara smacked her hand over her mouth. “What?” said Catalina suspiciously. Did she wash her hands? Why? To take cake crumbs off her hands, maybe? “Uh, nothing. Listen I gotta go.”
“But-”
“Sorry, go to go!”
Catalina took out her hand and wrote on it.
Suspect 1: Ciara? Washing her hands after asking for the cake.
Catalina walked across the field. She saw Mrs Naden, eating chocolate. Chocolate? Wait a sec… Mrs Naden had a sweet tooth. A whole mouthful of sweet teeth. Catalina went over and interrogated her. “Mrs Naden?” Mrs Naden looked up from her container full of ambrosia. “Selina’s cake tastes delicious, doesn’t it?” Catalina smiled. Mrs Naden managed to stretch her lips into a smile.
“Mhmm! Very good!” Then Mrs Naden stopped. Wide-eyed. “I mean, it smells and looks delicious,”
Catalina smirked. She had her cornered. Catalina provided a small device. A recorder.
She clicked a button. “Mhmm! Very good!” Mrs Naden furrowed her brow as if she had no idea what Catalina was talking about. But it was no use. She was truly and utterly busted.
Mrs Naden apologized to Selina and gave her the rest of her lunch. The rest of the Ambrosia, more chocolate, and, noooooo! Her coffee. But Selina let her keep it. Well, what was it with Ciara? She was washing her hands because she was about to go to a secret cooking class. Catalina grinned, as she wrote,
The culprit: Mrs Naden. Busted!
Another crime solved!
Kia Ora Catalina.
ReplyDeleteThat story was amazing! I really liked how you made it hard to find out who the bad guy was! And it turned out to be a teacher! I was so dumbfounded when you put in that it was Mrs Naden who stole the cake! I thought it was Ciara!
Leyla