01 Who Let the Ghosts Out? by R.L. Stine

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

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MRS. WRIGHT AND I had a very long talk about politeness. Only, she did all the talking. I didn't get out of her office until lunchtime.

Kids were laughing and shouting in the halls. Lockers slammed. The line was already a mile long in the lunchroom. I looked for Aaron, but I couldn't find him.

“Hey, Max—shut up!” a kid from my class named Wilson Grant shouted across the hall at me. A bunch of kids laughed.

“Yeah, shut up, Brainimon!” another kid echoed. They all laughed again.

So, I was the joke of the day. The Shut Up Kid. Ha, ha. Remind me to laugh someday.

I picked up a tray in the lunchroom and chose a bowl of the tomato soup and a slice of pizza, and a carton of chocolate milk. I was paying for my lunch when Nicky and Tara appeared.

“Sorry about this morning,” Nicky said. “I thought I knew how to do that equation.” He scratched his spikey brown hair. “Maybe I knew it when I was alive.”

“Go away,” I said, looking for an empty chair. “You got me into major trouble. Let me eat my lunch—alone.”

“There's your girlfriend,” Tara said. She pointed to Traci, seated at the cool kids' table on the side.

“She's not my girlfriend,” I said. “Please—go away.”

“Go talk to her,” Tara said. “There's an empty seat across from her.”

“I can't sit there. That's the cool kids' table,” I said.

Some kids turned to stare at me. I'm sure they wondered why I was standing in the middle of the lunchroom talking to myself.

“You know you want to talk to Traci,” Nicky said. “Come on. You've got to be brave, Max—if you're ever going to help us find our mom and dad.”

“Let go of me!” I shouted.

More kids turned to stare.

Nicky and Tara grabbed me under the arms and moved me toward Traci's table. I gripped the tray tightly in both hands. I tried to pull free.

Despite my struggle to get loose, the two ghosts carried me all the way to Traci. They let go without warning. I lost my balance and tumbled forward. The tray flew from my hands—and sailed upside down onto Traci.

Traci's hands flew up and she let out a scream as the tomato soup poured down the front of her T-shirt and vest. The pizza slice landed in her lap.

Kids gasped. The other kids at Traci's table leaped away.

I stared at her as she pulled the pizza off her legs. Long strands of cheese stuck to her jeans.

My whole body was trembling. I took a deep breath. I figured I didn't have anything to lose. “Traci, will you be my assistant in my magic show?” I blurted out.

Her mouth dropped open. She squinted at me. “Okay, fine,” she said, tugging cheese from her jeans. “If you promise never to come near me again.”

“Awesome!” I said. I staggered away. Was I hearing right? Did she really say yes?

“See?” Tara said, back at my side, a big grin under the red flap of her hat. “Nicky and I are improving your life already!”

“Shut up!” I cried.

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