Isaac brushes invisible lint from his blue shirt, his eyes scanning the audience for familiar faces. The smell of fresh popcorn and excitement fills the air as students and teachers settle into their seats. A hush falls as the host steps up to the microphone, signaling the beginning of the competition.
The Germ Girl bows theatrically, and her hands glisten with glittery sanitizer. Isaac watches, intrigued and a little nervous. The spotlight drifts to her as she gives a mischievous smile and prepares to sing.
"If you don’t wash up, they’ll stick like glue! Scrub and rinse, that’s what you do!" Her voice is bright, and the crowd giggles as she tosses confetti shaped like soap bars. The judges exchange amused glances, clearly entertained by her creativity.
Isaac[/@ch_1] steps forward, the stage lights warming his face. He takes a deep breath, glancing at his clean hands, and nods at the pianist. Soft music begins, and he launches into his song—a heartfelt anthem about why washing hands matters.]
"When you wash your hands, you’re strong and brave, sending germs away with every wave. Soap and water, side by side, keeping us safe every time we try!" His voice resonates through the hall, clear and confident, and the audience leans in, captivated by his sincerity.
Isaac[/@ch_1] finishes, the crowd bursts into applause. The Germ Girl grins, applauding him with genuine respect. The judges confer in whispers, their faces reflecting admiration and surprise.]
"That was amazing, Isaac! Maybe next time, we can sing a duet—clean hands and a cleaner world!" The tension is electric as the host steps up, envelope in hand, ready to announce the winner.
Isaac[/@ch_1] is declared the winner. The auditorium erupts in cheers. The Germ Girl shakes his hand—clean, of course—and the two share a laugh.]
"Thank you! But really, we both showed everyone how important it is to stay clean," he says, beaming. The contest ends not just with a trophy, but with a new friendship—and a school buzzing with catchy tunes and freshly washed hands.
