{"product_id":"junie-b-jones-1-junie-b-jones-and-the-stupid-smelly-bus-isbn-9780679826422","title":"Junie B. Jones #1: Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus","description":"\u003cb\u003eTHE START OF THE #1 \u003ci\u003eNEW YORK TIMES \u003c\/i\u003eBESTSELLING SERIES WITH OVER 80 MILLION COPIES SOLD • Begin a new adventure with Junie B. in the first chapter book in the hit series that keeps kids laughing and “makes reading fun” (Dav Pilkey, author of \u003ci\u003eDog Man\u003c\/i\u003e)!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set.”—\u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A genuinely funny, easily read story.”—\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eMeet the World’s Funniest Kindergartner—Junie B. Jones! Remember when it was scary to go to school? In the first Junie B. Jones book, it’s Junie B.’s first day of kindergarten, where she quickly realizes she has a lot to learn. But she does know a few things; like how much she can’t stand that meanie Jim; or that books—and pencil sharpeners—and clay—are her favorite things in the whole world; or that she hates the color yellow, because it’s the same color as that stupid stinky school bus she has to ride to and from school. So, at the end of the day, Junie B. decides she won’t get on the bus after all!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFrom acclaimed author Barbara Park, this hilarious series—starring the wittiest, sassiest kindergartener around—is sure to be laugh-out-loud fun for the whole family! \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBe sure to check out \u003ci\u003eJunie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus: The Graphic Novel\u003c\/i\u003e!\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for Barbara Park’s Junie B. Jones series\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Park, one of the funniest writers around . . . brings her refreshing humor to the beginning chapter-book set.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Junie’s swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world. . . . A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eTime\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Park is truly a funny writer. Although Junie B. is a kindergartner, she’s sure to make middle graders laugh out loud.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Barbara Park captured, with authenticity and heart, the voice of a six-year-old child. Junie B. is a spunky little girl who is naive, lacks an attention span, has a vivid imagination, quick temper, a strong sense of injustice, and an inability to understand subtlety or nuance.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003e Book Riot\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eBarbara Park\u003c\/b\u003e (1947–2013) is beloved by millions as the author of the wildly popular Junie B. Jones series. She is also the author of award-winning middle-grade novels and picture books, including \u003ci\u003eSkinnybones\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eMick Harte Was Here\u003c\/i\u003e. We are thankful for the laughter she’s given us and to millions of children.\u003cb\u003eChapter 3: The Stupid Smelly Bus\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bus wasn't like my daddy's car at all. It was very big inside. And the seats didn't have any cloth on them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe little curly girl was sitting near the front. And so I  tapped on her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Guess what?\" I said. \"Mother said for me to sit here.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"No!\" she said. \"I'm saving this seat for my best friend, Mary Ruth Marble!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen she put her little white purse on the place where I was going to sit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd so I made a face at her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Hurry up and find a seat, young lady,\" said Mr. Woo.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd so I quick sat down across from the curly mean girl. And Mr. Woo shut the door.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt wasn't a regular kind of door, though. It folded in half. And when it closed, it made a whishy sound.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI don't like that kind of door. If it closes on you by accident, it will cut you in half, and you will make a squishy sound.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bus made a big roar. Then a big puff of black smelly smoke came out the back end of it. It's called bus breath, I think.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMr. Woo drove for a while. Then the brakes made that loud, screechy noise again. I covered my ears so it couldn't get inside my head. 'Cause if loud, screechy noises get inside your head, you have to take an aspirin. I saw that on a TV commercial.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen the bus door opened again. And a dad and a boy with a grouchy face got on.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dad smiled. Then he plopped the grouchy boy right next to me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This is Jim,\" he said. \"I'm afraid Jim isn't too happy this afternoon.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dad kissed the boy good-bye. But the boy wiped it off his cheek.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJim had on a backpack. It was blue.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI love backpacks. I wish I had one of my very own. One time I found a red one in a trash can. But it had a little bit of gushy on it, and Mother said no.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJim's backpack had lots of zippers. I touched each one of them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"One... two... three... four,\" I counted.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I unzipped one.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"HEY! DON'T!\" yelled Jim.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe zipped it right up again. Then he moved to the seat in front of me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI hate that Jim.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter that, the bus kept stopping and starting. And lots of kids kept getting on. Loud kids. And some of them were the kind who look like meanies.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen the bus began getting very noisy and hot inside. And the sun kept shining down on me and my fuzzy hot sweater.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd here's another hot thing. I couldn't roll down my window because it didn't have a handle. And so I just kept on getting hotter and hotter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd it smelled in the bus, too. The bus smelled like an egg salad sandwich.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I want to get off of here,\" I said right out loud. But nobody heard me. \"I hate it in this stupid smelly bus.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though. 'Cause I'm not a baby, that's why.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter that, my nose started running. Only the bus didn't have a glove compartment. Which is where you keep the travel tissues, of course. And so I had to wipe my nose on my fuzzy pink sweater sleeve.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I stayed on the bus for about an hour or three. Until finally I saw a flagpole and a playground.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat meant we were at kindergarten!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen Mr. Woo drove the bus into the parking lot and stopped.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI jumped up very fast. 'Cause all I wanted to do was get off that stupid smelly thing!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnly guess what? That Jim pushed right in front of me. And the curly mean girl did, too. And then people started squishing me real tight. And so I pushed them away. And they pushed me right back.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat's when I fell down! And a big foot stepped on my skirt that looks like velvet.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"STOP IT!\" I yelled.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen Mr. Woo hollered, \"HEY, HEY, HEY!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd he picked me up. And helped me off the bus.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMrs. was waiting for me just like my mother said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Hi! I'm glad to see you!\" she called.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I ran over to her. And I showed her the big footprint on my skirt that looks like velvet.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Yeah, only look what happened. I got stepped on and so now I'm soiled.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMrs. brushed it. \"Don't worry, Junie,\" she said. \"It'll come off.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter that I just folded my arms and made a frown.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'Cause guess what?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe forgot my B. again.","brand":"Random House Books for Young Readers","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46304515686629,"sku":"NP9780679826422","price":4.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780679826422.jpg?v=1767730541","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/junie-b-jones-1-junie-b-jones-and-the-stupid-smelly-bus-isbn-9780679826422","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}