Hi, my name is Steve "Sneeze" Wyatt.
I've got to think of 101 ways to get under my teacher's skin...and fast. No one has any idea why i'm acting so weird lately. But i have some pretty good reasons. I'm dealing with:
A) a crazy parental scheme guaranteed to take me away from my friends forever.
B) a best friend with some serious hiccupping problem... that only i can fix.
C) one intimidating history teacher (nicknamed "Fierce") who's ready to give me a failing grade.
 And on top of that, i'm worried about the future of my inventions (which are pretty amazing---who wouldn't love an alarm clock that gently taps you awake?) And everyone's counting on me to come up with half-decent project idea for the upcoming History Faire! What's an inventing genius/ average seventh grader to do?
 
YIKES!