Don't Scream! by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-545-39257-0
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2012-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

20

Another burst of heat made me leap to my feet.

I took a deep breath. I saw the startled look on Miss Rush’s face.

“Will you obey?” Emmy demanded. “Will you steal the laptop?”

“No,” I said. “Never. I won’t steal.”

An explosion of heat sent pain shooting up and down my leg.

I raised my hands above my head. And I opened my mouth in a high, shrill scream.

Some kids cried out in surprise. Others started to laugh.

I glimpsed Eli in the second row. His eyebrows were flying high above his glasses again.

“Jack?” Miss Rush stepped away from her desk and started down the aisle toward me.

I felt my face burning. I knew I was blushing. I dropped back into my seat.

Kids were talking and laughing. Everyone stared at me.

“What happened?” Miss Rush asked, studying me. “What was that about?”

Of course, I couldn’t tell her the truth.

I swallowed hard. Then I said: “A bee.”

The teacher squinted at me. “A bee?”

“It stung me,” I said.

Kids laughed. Someone made a buzzing sound. That made the kids laugh harder.

Miss Rush frowned. “It must have been a very big bee to make you jump up and scream like that.”

I nodded. “Yes. Very big.”

She patted my shoulder. “Are you allergic to bee stings, Jack? Do you need to see the nurse?”

“I … don’t think so,” I replied.

“Then let’s get back to the Science work sheet,” she said. She turned and headed for her desk.

Some kids were still staring at me. My leg burned a little. I tugged the phone out of my pocket and placed it on the desk where it couldn’t hurt me.

“That was good, Jack.” Emmy’s whisper floated up from the phone.

“Please — leave me alone,” I begged.

Too loud. Kids turned around.

“What did you say, Jack?” Miss Rush called from the front of the room.

“I … was talking to the bee,” I said. “Sorry.”

“Let’s all get serious now,” she said. “Let’s take a look at section three on the work sheet.”

I spread the sheet on my desk. I struggled to focus on it. I tried to shut Emmy and the phone out of my mind.

“Okay, Jack.”

I shuddered as Emmy’s voice rose up from the phone. “Will you steal the laptop for me?”

“No.” I leaned over my desk and whispered into the phone. “No way,” I said. “Don’t ask again. I’d like to help you, but I won’t steal.”

I heard her sigh. “You’re making this hard. I have to teach you to obey. Quick — stand on your head. Do it. Stand on your head.”

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