The Taming of the Drew by Stephanie Kate Strohm

Author:Stephanie Kate Strohm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sky Pony Press
Published: 2016-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

I awoke to a blood-curdling scream, then smiled and stretched. The vertebrae near my shoulders gave a few satisfying pops. It was going to be a good day.

“Eeeyaaa!” Amy shrieked as she rolled out of bed, pushed her pink “Princess” eyeshade up to the top of her head, and grabbed her perfume off the dresser, brandishing it like mace.

“Nice reflexes.” I grinned as I climbed down from the top bunk, careful to avoid Heidi’s long limbs hanging off the tiny bed at improbable angles. “I actually feel a lot safer with you as a roommate now.”

“I googled bear safety tips after that bear pooped on our stage. If it’s a black bear, you want to spray a fog into its face. With mace, or, uh, Touch of Pink.”

“You think a bear could make it up these stairs?” I asked as I gently jiggled Heidi’s calf to wake her up. “How did she sleep through that scream?”

“I thought it was a bird call,” Heidi said dreamily as she stretched, arching her large feet gracefully.

“Bears are excellent climbers,” Amy said seriously as she replaced the perfume on the dresser and tossed her eyeshade on her pillow. “And this building doesn’t lock.”

“Let’s go see the fruits of our labors,” I said gleefully as I rubbed my hands together. I couldn’t wait to get downstairs.

Barely pausing to slide my feet into flip-flops, I flew down the stairs. Amy padded softly behind me in a pair of pink fuzzy slippers. I jumped the last couple steps and landed with a thud, skidding as my Devils Hockey T-shirt flapped like a sail.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as I burst breathlessly into the kitchen, using every last ounce of my acting abilities to wipe the huge grin from my face.

Drew stood in the middle of the kitchen staring despondently into an open cereal box, as Noah nodded sympathetically over his shoulder while slurping a bowl of Cheerios. Rhys was perched on top of the freezer surveying the scene disdainfully.

“The mo-oh-ost disgusting thing,” Rhys moaned between bites of what looked like a Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tart. “No one is safe anymore.”

“What happened?” Amy asked a little too innocently, her voice pitched several octaves too high for credibility. I elbowed her subtly in the ribs.

“Some … stupid … mouse … thing … my food,” Drew muttered unintelligibly.

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a critter.” Noah shrugged before drinking the last of his cereal milk out of the bowl.

“A critter?” Amy squeaked. Much better.

“LOOK!” Drew thundered as he shoved his cereal box in my face.

If I hadn’t created that “mouse” hole in the cardboard box myself, or known that the poop pellets were actually Heidi’s modeling clay, I would have been totally grossed out.

“Out of my face, please.” I swatted the box away.

“What’s going on?” Heidi arrived in the kitchen, belting a kimono around her waist.

“A mouse pooped in all of Drew’s food,” Rhys announced, pretending to vomit over the side of the freezer.

“A mouse pooped in some of Drew’s food,” Noah said fairly, adding his bowl to the tower of dishes in the sink.

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