The Curtain Call Caper (The Gabby St. Claire Diaries) by Barritt Christy & Applebee Kathy

Author:Barritt, Christy & Applebee, Kathy [Barritt, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: River Heights
Published: 2014-03-10T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Five minutes later, I was in deeper trouble than I ever imagined. The high schoolers surrounded me like a pack of rabid wolves as Gorilla the Hun tallied up the damage.

“Why were you backstage?” the kid playing Judd challenged.

“Why were you here at all,” asked another. “This was for main cast, not middle school meddlers.”

“She didn’t mean to do it,” Bran said coming to my defense.

I gave him a grateful look.

“One of the lights is dented. I hope you’re happy,” snapped Lydia. She held up a handful of gels that had gotten wrinkled beyond use when things fell.

Before I could think better of it, I sarcastically rattled off a retort. “You’re not supposed to handle gels and get fingerprints on them.” I crossed my arms defiantly.

Heedless of my timely warning, Lydia held one out to Gail. “She must have been messing with the flats. She’s got paint on her hands.”

Everyone stared at my hands, including me. Sure enough, they were smeared with paint. Now even Bran was looking at me like I’d messed things up.

“I wasn’t alone back here,” I protested. “Hannah Embry was scrunched up in the corner reading.” I pointed to the place I’d last seen her.

“Who?” Lydia asked.

Her accusatory tone made me want to blow my top. It was too dark to see where Hannah might have gotten to and I realized none of the high schoolers would have a clue who she was anyway since this was Hannah’s first year in a public school.

“This girl. She’s in my science class . . .” I tried to explain, but the Gorilla cut me off.

“Explain it to Mrs. Baker on Monday.”

“I’ll explain it to her now,” I quipped way more defensively than I meant to.

“I don’t think so,” snapped Lydia. “She felt sick again and had to leave.”

“Rehearsal’s over,” announced the Gorilla, taking charge. “Last thing we need is Principal Black finding us here without a faculty member. We’ll deal with this mess Monday.”

As people left, I heard remarks like, “Poor Mrs. Baker,” and snide comments like, “They should have screened the little kids better.”

It was bad enough when I just needed a clean skirt.

Now I needed a clean reputation.

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