Shake, Rattle, and Hurl! by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2006-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

THE GREATEST ROCK GUITAR EVER!

I grabbed the banister and listened. Where was that music coming from?

I held my breath. The music was awesome. Rock-and-roll guitar. Wailing, soaring, rocking sounds.

It’s a CD, I decided.

One of the guys is playing a CD of a totally great guitar player.

But no. The music stopped for a moment. Then started up again, playing the same song, only in a different rhythm.

My fingers were snapping in time to the beat. I didn’t even realize it. My legs were moving. My knees were dipping. I was DANCING!

I couldn’t help it. The guitar totally kicked!

I’d never heard rock-and-roll guitar like that in my life!

Now, I gripped the banister with both hands. Sweat poured down my broad, handsome forehead. My heart was doing a rock-and-roll beat in my chest!

“Someone in this dorm can play awesome guitar,” I told myself. “I’ve gotta find him. I need him! He’s gonna win the Talent Contest for me!”

I jumped off the stairs and into the second-floor hallway. Down at the far end of the hall, a bunch of second graders were laughing and shrieking, pulling down one another’s jeans. They have de-pantsing contests just about every night.

They’re so immature.

I grabbed the doorknob on the first door I came to, and pushed open the door.

My friend Nosebleed was sitting at his desk, staring at a blank sheet of paper. “What are you doing?” I asked him.

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Just staring. It helps me think.”

“Think about what?” I asked.

He shrugged again. “I don’t know.”

“Were you playing that rock guitar?” I asked him.

He shook his head. “No way. I can’t play a musical instrument. It gives me a nosebleed.”

I slammed his door and hurried to the next room. Down the hall, the second graders were all dancing around in their underpants.

I pulled open the next door and saw Billy the Brain sitting at his desk.

Billy has a solid C-minus average. Incredible, right? He’s the smartest kid in school.

“Who’s there?” Billy called. He was sitting at his desk, doing his homework blindfolded.

“It’s me. Bernie,” I said. “Why are you blindfolded?”

“To make it harder,” Billy said. “I read all of my textbooks blindfolded so I won’t have an unfair advantage over the rest of you dumber guys.”

What a brain!

“Were you just playing guitar?” I asked him.

“I don’t play guitar,” Billy said. “But sometimes I play the piano blindfolded.”

I told you he’s brilliant!

I slammed his door and hurried down the hall. I took the stairs two at a time to the second floor.

I could hear the rock guitar even louder now. Twanging, swooping, rocking!

Where was it coming from?

I stopped outside Chipmunk’s door. The music grew louder. Was it possible?

Chipmunk is the shyest kid in school. He’s so shy, he inhales when he burps!

I like to help my guys. I’ve been working with Chipmunk. Trying to get him over his shyness. But so far, even Bernie B. has failed.

“It can’t be Chipmunk playing this awesome guitar,” I muttered. “No way.”

I pressed my ear to the door.

Yes! The music was definitely coming from inside.

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