01 Babysitter by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

No. This has to be a nightmare, Jenny thought.

This person — this creature — can't be real.

Then she realized it was a mask. It was someone in a monster mask, with enormous rubber fangs, huge bloodshot eyes that popped out two inches from their bloody sockets, and long tangles of red vinyl hair that shot straight up in the air.

"Don't worry. Company's coming."

'I'll be there soon. Then the fun will really begin."

Jenny reached into her jeans pocket for the piece of paper with the policeman's number on it. Where had she put it? She had written the number on a paper towel and put it — Here it is.

But would she have time to call?

Would the police be able to get there in time before this creep . . . before he. . . .

He pulled off the mask.

"CHUCK!!" Jenny screamed. "Chuck — how could you?? Why??"

"Gotcha! he called through the window glass. He tossed the hideous mask high in the air and, laughing like a lunatic, leaped up after it. Then he did a cartwheel on the grass. Still laughing jubilantly over his triumphant joke, he walked back to the window and pressed his nose against the glass.

Jenny's terror quickly turned to fury. She slammed the drapes shut and strode angrily to the front door, her hands still shaking as she turned the lock and pulled open the door.

Chuck was waiting for her on the porch, grinning like he'd just won the World Series of Practical Jokes, turning the disgusting mask over and over in his hands. "I knew you'd come to the window," he laughed. "You should've seen your face!"

"Go away, you dork!" Jenny screamed. "Get lost! I mean it!"

He didn't seem to hear her. Or maybe he didn't realize she was completely serious. "I gotcha. I really gotcha. Whoa! That was incredible!"

"You're not funny. You're sick! You scared me to death." She started to slam the door, but he shoved his foot into the opening.

She felt a stab of renewed fear. He had moved so quickly, so deftly to block the door, as if he had done it before. She had the sudden realization that maybe he had come to harm her. Maybe he was the whispered voice on the phone. Maybe he truly was dangerous.

She didn't really know him, after all.

No one did.

"Move away, Chuck. I don't want to see you. m —

"You look cute when you're scared."

Was he trying to make her more scared?

"Go away! I really mean it. I'm furious at you. You're not funny. Stop smiling at me like that!"

The smile faded slowly. "Come on, Jenny — "

"No."

"It's cold out here. Just let me come in for a few minutes."

"No. Go away."

He gave her a pleading, little-boy look. "Please? I'll let you try on the mask!" More high-pitched laughing. He really thought he was a riot.

"I'm serious, Chuck. Move your foot. I don't want to see you. You had no right to scare me like that."

He finally began to realize that she meant what she said.

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