The Sisters Club: Cloudy with a Chance of Boys by McDonald Megan

Author:McDonald, Megan [McDonald, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Candlewick
Published: 2011-03-22T04:00:00+00:00

Alex and I were kneeling on my bed with our faces pressed to the second-story window. “Stop breathing so much,” I told her. “You’re fogging up the window and I can’t see.”

I wiped the altocumulus cloud Alex had made on the window with the side of my fist. “There she is!” Alex pointed at Joey, a.k.a. Her Royal Spyness, sneaking up on the side of the Raven Theater next door to our house.

“What’s she wearing?” Alex asked, craning her neck.

“A raincoat?” I said, straining to see.

“But it’s not even raining, for once.” The sky was overcast, but the drizzle had stopped.

“Don’t you get it? It’s a spy thing.” We watched Joey reach into her pocket. She put on a pair of dark sunglasses. And a Sherlock Holmes houndstooth hat with earflaps from Dad’s props trunk. “All she needs now is a pipe.”

“Um, wrong century, Joey,” Alex pretended to call out, even though Joey couldn’t hear her. “I don’t think Shakespeare spies knew about Sherlock Holmes.”

“Never mind. Joey gets to be a spy. And you get to eavesdrop on Scott Towel. It’s win-win.” I grinned at my sister. It’s not like I’m into kissing — I felt pretty much like Joey did about it, high up on the Grossometer. But I have to admit, I was a little curious. It’s not every day you get to spy on two people when they’re going to kiss. A strange prickle set the hairs on the back of my neck on end.

“Yeah, but now if anybody sees her they’re going to know she’s a spy.”

Just then, Joey bent down and duckwalked along the side of the building, hunching beneath the windows. The monitor crackled. “Testing. Testing. I’m outside the theater. I’m almost to the back door.”

Just then her hat fell off.

“Let it go, Joey. Just let it go,” Alex willed her out loud.

Joey disappeared around the back of the theater until we couldn’t see her any more.

“What’s that sound?” I asked.

“It’s probably just the creaking of the back steps.”

“I’m on the back stairs,” Joey reported.

“She’s in!” I said proudly.

“She better stop reporting her every move. They’ll hear her. And I’ll be busted before I even get to spy on Scott and Jayden.”

“Shh. Who’s that?” I asked, motioning for my sister to be quiet.

Dad.

“Hi, honey.” Rustle, rustle. “Everything okay?” Clank, clank, clank. “I’m just sorting through a bunch of old props for Romeo and Juliet. I have swords, a dagger, a vial of poison, a bunch of grapes . . . but I can’t find that dozen roses with the dew on it, and this wedding cake, I think, will have to be painted.” Crackle, crackle. “It’s looking a bit shabby, don’t you think?”

“Sure, Dad.”

“So, what brings you over?”

“Um . . . I am here . . . um . . . because . . .”

“Just say anything, Joey,” my sister urged, even though Joey couldn’t hear her. “It doesn’t matter if it’s lame. Say something.”

“I’m not spying or anything,” said Joey.

“Joey!” Alex put her head in her hand.

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