Miss. Kaper is my second-grade teacher, and I’m detective Frizzy though my real name is Scarlet Jean Boersma. My friends call me The Frizz Or Frizzy for short.

It was St. Patricks day, my favorite holiday in March! Well anyways it all started when I walked into the classroom and... everything was green. I mean everything! From the Alphabet posters, hanging from the ceiling to the bottom of the cubbies, A-K. Not just any old green either it was a deep green and it sparkled. There were also little green clovers, four leaf clovers scattered on the floor.

Miss. Kaper walked into her rich dark green classroom. Her usually peppy smile was replaced by a frown. “Class”, she said with a pinched voice, “as you can see we have had a vandalization. Which means someone destroyed the school property, and that's not what good students do. Isn’t that right Miss. Boersma?”

“Ugh... Yes, it is right though vandalization does not always involve schools, sometimes it’s, homes, businesses, even public help. Like libraries, fire stations, police stations and even the grocery store.” I say the board. That could have been close. Man, it’s a good thing I can multitask because otherwise I would be on my way to zee offish. I really need to make a note to stay in for lunch with Dinoman and Kipper, because, I’m positive that this was no random hit and run vandalization. Most Likely it was a planned attack. But why my second-grade classroom? Its time to pull out my handy dandy magnifying glass and get a good look at this green dust that is absorbing my newly greened notebook and pens. Maybe its was someone who does not like Miss. Kaper. No, everyone in this class likes her. Maybe another teacher? Or an angry parent? No, cause the other classrooms have had the same thing happen and all the parents love Miss. Kaper. Then what is going on? Grr this is frustrating I need to go for a walk to sort out my information and hopefully find some new clues. Well so far all I know is that it happened sometime between yesterday after school and this morning before school. Hey maybe I could talk to...

“Earth to the Frizz! This is ground control, Kipper speaking. You have flown out of the relevant zone. Please responded to this urgent call.”

“Yes, we need you to respond, and quickly! I’m hungry.”

“Dinoman do ever think of anything but your stomach? I mean really we have a case to solve. So will you please stay on task, seriously I’m sure you're not going to die of starvation any time soon.” Kipper said hotly.

“I do think of things other than my stomach its just usually food or my tummy.” Dino man said scornfully.

Dino man, Dino man he has really got to learn that tummy is the same thing as the stomach. “Dino man you do realize that tummy and stomach are the same thing only its a different name, right?” I say with frustration. While looking for a snack, I always keep an extra snack in my case for Dino man. One never knows when that boy will become hungry. If he isn’t always hungry. “Here Dino man. I brought you a snack.”

“Thanks! By the way what was you think’n about?”

“It’s ‘By the way what WERE you thinking about?’ okay? Good, now she was most likely thinking about what happened to the classrooms and the school. Not just your tummy. Am I right?”

“Ya. Your right. Just I can’t get anything to come to me of why or how someone would turn the classroom green. It’s just so mind boggling. Grr! Why can’t I think today! Anything I come up with is not worth my thinking! It’s so frustrating. Why does this always happen to me? Well why does it always seem like its just me that can never think straight at times!” I say, banging my clockwork brain on the table. “Oh! I got it! Here I’ve been thinking of humans!” Why have I not thought of this! Because this is what crazy people sound like. My conscience says plainly.

“What are you talking about?” They said simultaneously.

“What day is today?” I say, grinning like the cat that eat the cannery.

“Wednesday, why? I’m positive I have no idea what you are talking about so if you don’t mind filling me in. Well both Dinoman and me in. We would be mighty grateful.”

“Sorry, it’s St. Patricks Day and who plays tricks on St. Patricks Day anyone?” I say with enthusiasm.

“The bogeyman?” Dinoman said nervously.

“NO! It’s Leprechauns.” Both myself and Kipper say.

“I knew that. I was just testing to see if you did. So now I know we are all on the same page. Can we go to lunch now? I’m still hungry, plus you maybe able to think better outside, Fizzy. I mean a little fresh never hurt anyone. So mayhap it will help.” Dinoman said slyly.

“I think that Dinoman is right Frizz you need some fresh air, plus you will be able to look for more clues outside. During playtime we can look for clues in here. Plus I’m getting hungry also. So come on lets go.” Kipper sighed.

“Alright you win I’m coming. Just let me get my jacket and my brief case then I will be right out. You two just run along. I will be right behind you, okay?” I say, my lips are moving but my mind is still on the leprechauns. Can there really be leprechauns? Nah it was definitely a human... right? Sigh theres gotta be some logic here. Just maybe I’m not looking in the right places. Ugh, I’m giving myself a headache maybe I will be able to think after a walk and some food.

​Ten minutes later...

I'm eating lunch, check that I'm dissecting my lunch. Some time between this morning and now my lunch has been turned green, not moldy just green along with, my lunch box, backpack, and everyone else’s stuff. This is so not helping my brain. Even the cafeteria was turned green. Plus the food. Dinoman’s whining is driving me nuts! Please shutup. Your food infested mouth is speaking and spitting your mushy, cold, cheesy, pastrami sandwich, that smells like my father's hamper after his gym workout. “Close your mouth while you chew, then speak when you're done. Or I’m going to have to get my, most likely green, umbrella.”

Gulp. “Ahh. Sorry, I just was excited that the boogeyman was not playing tricks on the school.” Dinoman said, still spewing his food on me.

“You do understand that getting rid of Leprechauns is harder right? Because they can disappear within seconds, plus put you under a singing spell.” I say, still dissecting my food. “Lets just go outside maybe we can find some clues out on the play sets. Plus I really just need time to think this whole concept through.”

“Okay” Kipper sang jumping to her feet. “Last one out the door is a rotten four leaf clover!”

“That’s not fair you were already up!” Whined Dinoman.

“So, what I even beat you and I have a headache. You're just slow. So get over it! Anyways last one to the playset is a rotten egg!” I yell, as I sprint towards the fire engine red, slide with the lemon yellow stairs. But, halfway there I noticed a little green man hiding in the clovers on the kickball field. Wait did I just see what I think I did? Stopping I look again. “Guy’s come quick I found the culprit! Catch him! I got you now! We may have our culprit! Dinoman, over here.”

“I win, I win you both lose. Nanana!” Dinoman said smugly, standing next to the slide. “Wait why did you stop running? Was I suppose to run over to the kickball field?” He said, unhappily.

“Just get over here. We have the culprit.” I say frustrated.

“Really? You mean you caught the boogeyman?!” He screamed.

“No! It’s a... Oh my! It’s a... really ugh...” Eye twitching I stammer.

“What is it, spit out! You're killing me here... What... is that a...” He whispered.

“It’s a leprechaun.” Kiper sighed.