by W. Diane Van Zwol

Created on: May 17, 2008

Bejeangoes: The New Doll Clothing Fashion Trend

"What on earth are bejeangoes?" nine year old Jason asked his younger sister. She was almost a year younger and had the same red hair and freckles. Often they passed for twins. Many times, their thoughts were similar too. "That is not what I think it is, I hope."

"And what do you think that is," Jessie asked her brother, as she nailed up the sign she had just made, on her side of the newly built tree house. "There!" she said proudly.

"You can not put up any stupid signs in my tree house!" Jason said, reaching above her to try to grab the sign. "Give me that!"

"No, leave it alone! I can put up anything I want!" she said. "This is my tree house too." Jessie held both of her hands over the sign. "Mom and dad built it for both of us, not just for you!"

"Yes, but what will my friends say? I have never been so embarrassed in my life," said Jason. "Maybe I will just move out."

"Do that," replied Jessie. "Then it will be my tree house. Boys are so dumb!"

"I am taking my stuff to my room," said Jason, grabbing his backpack. "All of it." He started to fill his backpack with his treasures. "I am not staying in a tree house with a girl who puts up dumb signs. My friends will laugh their heads off.

"Jason, I don't want you to do that," said Jessie. "Please," she pleaded with him. "Mom and dad will know that we are fighting again. "Let's keep the peace, just this once. If we fight over it, then they will take the tree house down! Remember what they said?"

"What are bejeangoes anyhow?" Jason said after a moment or two of silence.

"I will tell you, but only if you promise not to laugh, or to tell anyone else. You could help me with this, you know. You are older than I am and a lot smarter." Jessie smiled at him sweetly. "I read something on the internet that gave me an idea. This is going to be totally new and different."

"Will it make money?" asked Jason. He was always looking for new ways to make money for his hockey equipment.

"Yes, it will," said Jessie, with a twinkle in her eye. "If we are smart."

"All right, you have one week. If it makes some money, you can leave the sign up. If it doesn't, then you have to take the sign down. Agreed?" asked Jason, thinking that his sister really might prove herself this time. I am going to Tim's. See you later."

Jessie did not say one word, as she nodded her head in agreement. A moment later, she heard Brenda, her best friend, holler from the base of the tree. "Hey there, Jessie, can I come up?"

"Sure,

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