Monster High: Where There's a Wolf, There's a Way by Lisi Harrison

Author:Lisi Harrison [HARRISON, LISI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Social Issues, Humorous Stories, Juvenile Fiction, Monsters, Media Tie-In, Adolescence, Horror & Ghost Stories
ISBN: 0316099198
Google: bQYP-FNClZYC
Amazon: B005GH8XNS
Publisher: Poppy
Published: 2011-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

Ms. J was late for class. Her chair was one of five left empty in the lab. Despite the restless chatter and bursts of laughter, those who were missing stood out the most.

Frankie leaned forward and whispered, “Have you seen Billy?”

“Is that supposed to be funny?” Cleo asked, not bothering to turn around.

Melody giggled.

“No, I’m serious,” Frankie said. “This is what I’ve been trying to tell you. Mel’s sister gave him a makeover. He’s megawatt hot.”

“I was wondering what Billy and Candace were doing in the bathroom for so long,” Melody said, checking the door for Ms. J.

“He’s taking me to see Lady Gaga,” Frankie said, beaming.

“Does this mean you’re over Brett?” Melody asked.

“Who?”

“Brett.”

“Who?” Frankie smiled. And then she squealed, “Ah!” Rubbing the back of her neck, she turned to face Bekka—and the red barrel of a squirt gun. “What was that for?” Frankie asked.

“Science experiment. They say water and electricity don’t mix, but you seem just fine—Frankie Stein.”

Her snooty friends giggled. Melody couldn’t imagine how Frankie was dealing with the assault and was too mortified to check. Instead, she picked her cuticles and prayed for Ms. J to show up soon.

Thomp. A clove of garlic hit the side of Melody’s head and bounced to the floor. Muffled snickers followed.

“Looks like we can cross vampire off the list,” Bekka called from the back of the room. Dressed in a red and pink flower-print dress, she appeared deceptively sweet as she sat on her desk, swinging her legs.

Haylee dutifully drew a line through something in her pink composition notebook.

Next, Cleo got whacked in the cheek with a brown biscuit. “Ow!” She picked up the biscuit and whipped it back.

“No dog would turn down a Milk-Bone,” Bekka said. “Cross off werewolf.”

Haylee did.

“Werewolves are not dogs!” Cleo stood and began unclipping her earrings.

“Ignore her,” Frankie muttered.

Cleo set the feathers on her desk and told Melody, “They’re yours if anything happens to me.”

Is she really going to fight? Because the last thing RADs needed was normie blood on their hands.

“Sit,” Melody insisted.

Cleo did.

“Ha! Good trick.” Bekka clapped her hands. “Looks like she is a dog, after all.”

More laughter from the back of the room.

“You’re the dog,” Cleo said. “That’s why Brett ditched you for Frankie.”

The room was silent. Bekka and Frankie were probably on the verge of tears. After all, Brett had left them both.

“Why are you on their side all of a sudden?” Bekka asked Cleo.

“All of a sudden? Please, I’ve been on their side my whole life,” Cleo fired back with a little too much conviction.

Bekka lifted her eyebrow. “Really?”

“I mean, the side where people can do what they want. The anti-mean side.”

“Interesting.” Bekka began strolling toward Cleo, arms behind her back like a puffed-up prosecutor. “Then why,” she asked, stopping at Cleo’s desk, “were you so into destroying their little documentary?”

Melody’s heart revved. Bekka had Michael Moore’s passion for exposing people. One slipup from Cleo was all she needed.

Melody stood too and approached Bekka. They were so close that Melody could smell the other girl’s mango-scented lip gloss.

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