Hamstersaurus Rex by Tom O'Donnell

Author:Tom O'Donnell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

MY TRIUMPH WAS short-lived. After PE but before math, I somehow found myself in the second-floor boys’ bathroom, alone yet again with Beefer Vanderkoff. I guess it’s true what they say: those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” I said with a forced laugh.

Beefer wasn’t smiling. “I heard you won that dumb Muscles thing while I was chilling in the principal’s office,” he said. “Big deal, Sam.” He’d put himself between me and the door now. Running for my life was out.

“Yeah, I guess the adrenaline just took over,” I said. “You know what that’s like. From when you head-butt rocks or take lunch money from the weak or whatever.”

“You may have all of them fooled,” said Beefer. “But I know something’s up.”

“Uh,” I said. Not the greatest comeback. Did he know that Hamstersaurus Rex was in my shirt pocket at that very moment?

“I see what you’re doing,” said Beefer, “trying to move in and steal Martha Cherie from me?”

“What?”

“On the way to the principal’s office, she told me how much you wanted to go the doll museum with her.”

“But I don’t!”

“She said you two are even going to ride one of those dumb double bicycles.”

“Okay, yes that’s happening, but it’s not what it sounds like. I don’t, you know, like Martha like that.”

“Oh, so you’re just playing games, huh? You don’t care if you break her heart?” said Beefer, looking, if possible, angrier than he ever had before.

“I’m not. I mean—”

“And now I look like a fool,” said Beefer. “Just like when you showed everybody that picture you drew of me.”

“It was nothing personal. I was just trying to learn how to do caricatures! And they weren’t stink lines, they were motion lines—”

“You want to take something from me that I care about, then I’m going to take something you care about: that dumb gerbil. That’s right. I know exactly where he is. . . .”

“You do?”

“Uh-huh,” said Beefer, nodding. “He’s living in the computer lab, eating electricity to survive.”

It occurred to me that Beefer really didn’t know very much about hamsters.

“And when I catch him there,” he continued, “POW!” Beefer slammed his fist into his palm.

I felt Hamstersaurus Rex tense up inside my pocket. He sensed I was in danger, and he wanted to defend me. I mentally tried to will him to stay still.

“But first,” said Beefer, grabbing me by the collar and marching me toward one of the bathroom stalls, “I’m going to show you the new and improved KiBeVaUl-Swi.”

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