chance to grab her leg and pull her under. Well, tonight her nightmare is going to come true. When she comes home, I’m going to reach out and grab her ankle. She’ll die.
She’s out on a date with Craig Bennett. They’ve been going out together since the school social. I can’t imagine what she sees in him. He’s got no sense of humour. He tried to punch my head in at the social because I tricked him into thinking I was a girl. How was I to know he’d fall in love with me? Serves him right for being such a sleaze.
For all I know, they probably got home ages ago and have been standing out in the driveway smooching all this time. Maybe I should go and check. I could be wasting an even better opportunity to get revenge on Jen. I could throw a bucket of water over her and Craig. I could ring the police and tell them two suspicious-looking teenagers are hanging around outside. I could get a cardboard tube, stand on the roof of the house and provide a running commentary on the action for the benefit of the neighbours. The possibilities are endless. And a lot more fun than lying here.
I start wriggling out from underneath the bed. Hang on. What’s that?
I hear sounds outside. Footsteps coming up the path. I hear the key in the front door.
Just in time!
I wriggle under again. Not long now.
In a moment Jen will open her bedroom door. She will click on the light. She will approach the bed. I will reach out and grab her ankle. She will scream. I will roar like a monster. She will scream again. I will roar again—but this time not like a monster. I will be roaring with laughter.
I hear whispering. Jen’s room is right next to the front door.
‘Would you like to come in?’ says Jen.
‘Are you sure it’s all right?’ says Craig.
‘Yes, of course I’m sure,’ says Jen.
‘But what about your parents?’ says Craig.
‘Their bedroom is upstairs,’ she says. ‘They won’t wake up—and even if they do I’ll just tell them you’re borrowing a CD or something.’
‘What about your stupid little brother?’ says Craig. ‘What if he’s still up?’
‘Oh don’t worry about him,’ says Jen. ‘He would have been in bed hours ago. He’s just a child.’
‘Some child,’ says Craig. ‘I should have taught him a lesson while I had the chance. Nobody makes a fool of Craig Bennett and gets away with it.’
‘He didn’t make a fool of you, Craig,’ says Jen. ‘He was the one who looked ridiculous.’
‘Yeah,’ Craig chuckles. ‘Those Action Man undies . . . what a loser.’
They are both laughing. I don’t see what’s so funny. Action Man’s not a loser.
‘Come on,’ says Jen. ‘Just for a minute.’
‘Well, okay,’ says Craig. ‘Just for a minute.’
Damn—still more waiting. I hope Craig doesn’t stay for long.
They come into the hallway and close the front door very quietly. Jen flicks her bedroom light on.
‘Come in,’ she says. I hear the door click shut.
Oh no. I don’t believe it. She’s brought him into her bedroom!
If they find out I’m here I’ll be in serious trouble. They’ll think that I’m spying on them. Craig will want to punch my head in again . . . and this time Jen will probably let him. She’ll probably even help him. I’ve got to get out of here. But I can’t. They’ll see me.
Jen kicks off her shoes. One comes skidding across the floor and hits me in the left ear. Ouch. I take a deep breath and clench my teeth.
I’m straining my eyes as far around as I can without moving my head to see where they are. I can see their feet. Jen is in the middle of the room. Craig is over near her dressing table.
‘Wow,’ says Craig. ‘Is this a real crystal ball?’
Jen’s got this enormous crystal ball. It’s practically as big as a bowling ball. In fact if you ask me, that’s all it’s good for. All it