Halloween Night II by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Thriller, Halloween
ISBN: 9780590131803
Google: EIg2AAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0590474820
Publisher: Scholastic
Published: 1994-09-15T05:00:00+00:00

But it wasn't.

The next morning, the vest she wanted to wear over her white T-shirt had a stain on the front. She had to change her whole outfit. Then she couldn't find her hairbrush.

She hurried down to breakfast. Randy was finishing his Froot Loops. Her parents were reading sections of the newspaper, sipping from white mugs of coffee.

“Where's Halley?” Brenda asked, yawning. She popped two slices of bread into the toaster.

“Went to school early,” Mr. Morgan replied from behind the paper.

“She left a long time ago,” Randy reported. He had an orange juice mustache over his upper lip.

“Weird,” Brenda muttered, finding the butter in the refrigerator.

“What are you doing after school?” Mrs. Morgan asked Brenda. “Can you come home and watch Randy?”

“I don't want her to watch me!” Randy protested, scooping up the last Froot Loop.

“Yeah. No problem,” Brenda told her mother. “Traci and Angela are coming over to finish our video. We can watch Randy at the same time.”

“I want to be in it!” Randy insisted. “I want to fight somebody!”

Brenda ignored him and gulped down her breakfast. Then she pulled on her jacket, hoisted her backpack over her shoulder, and hurried to McKinley High.

The halls were already emptying as Brenda made her way to her locker. The bell for home room was about to ring.

Brenda started to slide the backpack to the floor when she caught her first whiff of the odor.

A sour odor.

She sniffed again.

“Yuck.'' It was more than sour. It was rotten.

“Oooh. What is that?” Brenda asked Lauren Taylor, a girl from her class who was pulling a trapper-keeper from the locker across the hall.

“Smells like rotten meat or something,” Lauren said, holding her nose.

“Oh, wow. It's really gross,” Brenda said, making a disgusted face. She held her breath as she set down her backpack.

The odor was overwhelming.

'Where is it coming from?” she cried, glancing back at Lauren.

Lauren slammed her locker shut. “The lunchroom, probably,” she joked. She waved and hurried to home room.

Brenda didn't think it was funny. The smell was so powerful, so putrid.

She turned the combination lock. Pulled open her locker.

Stared inside.

Stared in horror and disbelief at the jack-o'-lantern frowning up at her. The rotted pumpkin flesh, blanketed in a heavy coating of green and blue mold, was covered with crawling maggots.

Brenda inhaled another breath of it.

And then started to retch.

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