Night Games by R.L. Stine

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

chapter 16

I turned off the light and huddled under the covers. I stared at the ceiling. At the walls.

At the phone.

I didn’t sleep all night.

The next day I dragged around school like a zombie. But the bell for fourth period woke me with a start.

Fourth period. Mr. Crowell’s class.

I walked toward the room. Wide awake with pure fear.

I thought of going to the nurse’s office and pretending I felt sick. But I couldn’t desert Jordan, Cassie, and Lenny.

I reached the room as the last bell rang. Everyone else had taken a seat. I clutched my books to my chest and quickly found my seat.

Mr. Crowell’s tiny black eyes were fixed on me. Any second I expected him to shout out my name. To accuse me, in front of everyone, of trashing his house. To accuse the four of us.

But he didn’t say a word. Just stared at me coldly.

My hands trembled as I opened my notebook and looked up at the board. Mr. Crowell turned to the board and began furiously writing an algebra equation. The chalk made a scratchy sound that gave me chills.

I glanced over at Cassie. She chewed the top of her pen. Then she turned to me and, without making a sound, she mouthed the words, “Think he knows?”

I shrugged. Just then, Mr. Crowell spun around and stared at Cassie. “Give me the next step in this equation,” he demanded.

Cassie shifted in her seat and cleared her throat.

“Well? We don’t have all day,” he snapped.

She mumbled some numbers and Crowell wrote them on the board.

“But I nearly caught you,” he said to Cassie. “Didn’t I?”

Cassie sat up even straighter. She blinked, but didn’t answer.

Then Crowell stared at me again with his cold black eyes. I felt like an insect pinned to a dissection tray. My stomach clenched in a hard knot.

Finally, his gaze moved to Lenny.

Lenny stared right back at him. His arms crossed over his chest. His jaw thrust out. He didn’t look the least bit nervous.

Only I knew he was really freaked. Lenny has a habit of crossing his legs and shaking his foot when he’s nervous. His foot was shaking so fast that his desk vibrated.

Crowell moved in front of Lenny. A cruel grin twisted his lips. Then he asked Lenny for the next step in the equation.

Cassie and I glanced at each other.

Was Crowell baiting Lenny? Just to have more fun when he finally accused him of breaking into his house?

Lenny stared at the board a long time. Crowell came even closer. He stared down at Lenny with his crow eyes.

Finally, Lenny gave the right answer.

Crowell turned away.

What was Mr. Crowell thinking? I wondered.

Did he see us in his house? Did he know who stole his CD player? Did he know who moved his stuff around?

Maybe he was waiting until the end of class to corner us. What would he do? I could hardly keep still in my seat as I watched the big clock over the door. Each minute of class felt like an hour.

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