Creature Teacher: The Final Exam by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780545630924
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Mrs. Maaargh jumped to her feet. She gazed down at the bouquet in her hands, and her eyes bulged until they were as big as tennis balls.

“Uurrrrrrk.” She opened her mouth in an ugly groan. “Urrrrrrk.”

Then she tossed back her head and let out an explosion of a sneeze that shook the room. The flowers flew from her hands and scattered over her desk and the floor.

She sneezed again.

“Uurrrrrrrrrk!” Another groan from deep in her throat.

And then a sneeze so powerful I thought her head had exploded.

Enormous gobs of yellow snot splattered the office walls. Another sneeze sent a thick puddle of snot to the ceiling. It stuck for a moment — then dropped onto my head.

“Ohhhh.” I slapped at the sticky, yellow goo with both hands. It dripped down my forehead and the back of my head.

I started to shake. One more giant snot blast in my face, and I wouldn’t be able to breathe.

Mrs. Maaargh’s eyes spewed tears. Her fat face turned purple. She sneezed another splat of yellow snot onto the office door.

Her whole body heaved and shook. Finally, she wrapped her arms tightly around herself, held her breath — and the sneezing attack ended.

I was still trying to wipe the sticky snot from my hair and face. “Let me guess,” I said softly. “You’re allergic to wildflowers.”

Her eyes bulged again. Her face turned an even darker purple. She bared her rows of pointed teeth — and roared.

It was an animal roar. A monster roar. She tossed back her head and bellowed in a total rage.

I spun around. My legs were like rubber bands. I couldn’t get them to work.

Somehow I staggered to the office door. The doorknob was covered in yellow snot. But I grabbed it, pulled the door open, and lurched into the hall.

I could hear her animal wails of fury all the way down the hall, out the building, and up the path to the boys’ cabins. The cries rang through the air like ambulance sirens.

That didn’t go well.

I’m in trouble.

I’m … doomed.

Gasping for breath, my chest throbbing, I burst into my cabin. I stopped at the door when I saw Ricardo and Sophie inside.

Ricardo was wiping mud off his face with a bath towel. He must have been Mud Boxing, one of the other competitions. When she saw me, Sophie jumped up from the cot she had been sitting on.

“You knew she was allergic. You tricked me. I — I thought you were my friends,” I stammered breathlessly.

“We are your friends,” Sophie said. “We were trying to teach you not to trust anyone.”

“Don’t you understand?” Ricardo said. “We’re your friends. But you can’t trust anyone here. Especially your friends.”

Does that make any sense at all?

I slumped onto my cot. My hair was sticky with yellow snot. My whole body prickled with sweat. My heart was still racing in my chest.

“But … what if we all worked together?” I said. “What if we all stood up to Uncle Felix and Mrs. Maaargh and refused to play their game?”

They both stared at me as if I was speaking a foreign language.

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