When Eve was little, she asked her parents for a baby brother or sister. But she didn't ask for two at once! And now the twin terrors, Amy and May, are in her life for good. They do tons of terrible things to Eve and get away with it all, just because they're cute. But when their parents decide to enter the twins in a twin festival, Eve decides enough is enough. With the help of her cousins, Eve plans a way to get even with the terrible twosome once andfor all!
|Product dimensions:||5.12(w) x 7.62(h) x 0.19(d)|
|Age Range:||7 - 10 Years|
About the Author
Elizabeth Levy loves to tell stories that combine serious issues with humor. She has proven it with her award-winning books for young readers, including My Life As A Fifth-Grade Comedian, Keep Ms. Sugarman In The Fourth Grade, and other best-selling books in the Sam and Robert series, including Frankenstein Moved In On The Fourth Floor and Dracula Is A Pain In The Neck. She lives in New York City.
Mark Elliott is the illustrator of many picture books and novels for young readers, including Gail Carson Levine's ever-popular Princess Tales series. He lives in New York State's Hudson River Valley.
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Twin terrors trespass! Amy and May, the twin terrors, were in my room again.
"Get out," I said. "I have to clean my room before we go to the beach."
They ignored me as usual.
Amy grabbed one of my dinosaur models. Her fingers were sticky with peanut butter. May reached for my Deinoychus model, pound-for-pound one of the fiercest dinosaurs of them all. Just like my twin sisters.
"Go wash your hands!" I rescued my stegosaurus from Amy and put it back on the shelf, with its claws facing left. I put all my plant-eating dinosaurs with their claws or brother. I was an innocent five-year-old back then. And when Mom and Dad found out they were having twins, I was actually excited about the idea. Especially since I helped name them.
Dad and I came up with the names when we were playing a word game on the computer. "Amy" and "May" have the same letters in them. I noticed it first. My parents didn't want to give the twins rhyming names, so they thought "Amy" and "May" were perfect. I did, too.
I love playing with letters. You can say my name backward and forward and it's always spelled the same. My name is Eve. Eve was the first woman on earth. I was born first in my family. I think that's neat. But Eve never had any little sisters. Lucky for her. All she had to worry about was one snake in the Garden of Eden. I have to worry about two. You can't tell them apart. And you can't get rid of them.
"Eve Peeve!" shouted Amy. "Eve Peever!" added May. She was born three minutes later, but she's just as noisy. They were both still jumping on my bed and squawking.
I had to get them out of myroom. Then I had a brilliant idea. I have a Three Stooges screen saver on my computer that shows the Sultans of Slapstick throwing pies at each other. My Dad and I both love the Three Stooges. He gave me Curly, Moe, and Larry action figure dolls for my last birthday. They are collector's items. They live in a special locked box next to my dollhouse. I hide the key under the hooked rus my Aunt Norma made for the living room, so the terrible twosome can't get their sticky hands on them.
The twins got off the bed and stood next to me. First, I made a banner that looked like it was coming out of the Three Stooges's mouths. Then, I typed some words on the banner. Next, I printed it out in big letters, the biggest my computer would allow. I neatly taped the pieces together. When it was all done, it looked like Larry, Moe, and Curly were saying,
THIS MEANS YOU!
I hung the banner over the door. Amy and May looked at it. They looked at each other. They tried to sound out the letters, but they can't read so well yet. I pointed to each word very slowly, and read it to them out loud.
"From now on, only one of you can be in my room at a time. A rule's a rule," I said in a sweet voice. I knew them. Neither would want to be the one who had to leave. And nobody could say I was kicking them out.
Amy and May looked at each other for a split second. Then, without saying a word, they decided what to do. They both screamed at the exact same second. It drives me nuts that they can do that. Somehow they manage to scream at different pitches. I put my fingers in my ears.
My father came running up to my room. "What's wrong?"
The twins grabbed for his legs and hung on him. I used to hang on my dad's leg too, but when I did it, at least he had one leg free. The putrid pair kept screeching their heads off, acting like I had done something awful to them. All I had done was put up a sign.
Facing left, and the meat-eaters, like T-Rex and Deinoychus, with their claws facing right. They like it that way and so do I.
May jumped on my bed and started bouncing up and down. She didn't take off her shoes. Pillows went flying. My very favorite royal blue comforter with gold suns and moons had dirty footprints all over it.
"Oh, no, May, I just made my bed!" I grabbed for her, but she just bounced away. She's a slippery little thing. Before I could get her off, Amy was bouncing on the bed too.
"You can't make us leave, Eve Peeve!" Amy chanted. Amy has the most horrible sing-song voice in the world. Then May chimed in, "Eve Peeve, can't make us leave. Eve Peeve, can't make us leave." May has an equally horrible high-pitched squeak. Together they sound like yodeling chipmunks. Unfortunately, they are so used to singing to each other that they think they're terrific.
I couldn't stand it. Sticky peanut butter all over my room, footprints on my favorite comforter, a squawking horrible song about me. I can't believe that I had wanted a baby sister...Big Trouble in Little Twinsville. Copyright © by Elizabeth Levy. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
When Eve was little she begged her parents for a little brother or sister. Now Eve has two sister, which are twins. More than what she had asked for and wanted. Amy and May gang up on Eve and pull little stunts on her that make her angry. When they go to Twin Falls for a twin festival Eve takes up for her little sisters at the Talent Show.