Horrible Harry in Room 2B by Suzy Kline Page B

horrible.
    Just before the 3 o‘clock bell rang, we talked about it.
    â€œAre you going to be Frankenstein?” Ida asked Harry.
    Harry flashed his white teeth. “Scarier than that.”
    â€œAre you going to be a skeleton?” Mary said.
    Harry shook his head. “Much, much scarier than that.”
    â€œAre you going to be a vampire?” Song Lee asked.
    Harry shook his head again, “You’ll never guess.”
    Sidney said, “Oh yes, I will. I bet you’re going to be a canary!” And he laughed and laughed.
    â€œJust beware, Sidney. Halloween is tomorrow.” Then Harry leaned forward and shouted, “BOO!”
    Sidney jumped a foot in the air.

    The next morning in school, everyone watched the door and waited for Harry.
    When a huge witch came in, everyone shivered. “It’s Harry!” they shouted.
    And then the witch took off her green mask. “Good morning, boys and girls,” a voice said.
    It was Miss Mackle!

    After we said the pledge, I looked over at Harry’s seat. It was empty. Where was Harry?
    And then, at 9:05, a very big Count Dracula showed up at the door.

    Everyone really shivered!
    â€œIt’s Harry!” they shouted.
    And then a voice said, “Happy Halloween, boys and girls.”
    It was the principal, Mr. Cardini.
    Then, at 9:10, something slithered into the room. It was long and striped. It had a thin red tongue.
    â€œAaaauuugh!” screamed Sidney.
    Miss Mackle walked over to look. “And who are you?” she asked.
    The snake slithered across the classroom floor, and everyone screamed!
    The snake went “Sssssss ...”
    Miss Mackle started to tap her foot. “If it’s who I think it is, you’re ten minutes late for school.”
    Everyone leaned forward to see.
    A head popped out of the snake skin, and flashed his white teeth.
    â€œHarry!” everyone shouted.
    â€œYou’re late,” Miss Mackle said.
    â€œSnakes don’t move that quickly,” Harry replied. “It took me a long time to slither across the playground.”
    â€œWell, you’ll have to make up the extra time after school,” Miss Mackle said. “Ten minutes.”
    Harry made a face.
    Sidney beamed. “My watch says nine-twelve.”
    Harry glared at Sidney.
    Sometimes Harry is so horrible he has to stay after school.

Harry’s Triple Revenge

    S idney brought a book of bird stickers to Room 2B. He said he had a page of blue jays, a page of robins, and a page of something else.
    â€œWhat’s the something else?” Ida asked.
    â€œIt’s a secret,” Sidney said, looking at Harry.
    Harry lowered his eyebrows. “I know what the other stickers are. Don’t you, Doug?”
    I did when I looked at Harry’s chair.
    There was a yellow canary sticker stuck to it.
    Sidney laughed. “Harry’s a canary.”
    Ida and Song Lee tried not to laugh.
    Harry held up his fist. I knew what he was thinking. Revenge!
    At noon, we lined up to go to the cafeteria. Harry got his lunch box down from the shelf. Then he noticed something.
    A yellow canary sticker was stuck to his lunch box.
    This time Harry held up two fists.
    I knew what that meant.
    Double revenge!
    When we got to the cafeteria table, Harry didn’t say anything. He just bit into a banana and stared at Sidney.

    After lunch our class walked upstairs to the library. Harry went right to the section with books about snakes, slugs, and sea turtles.
    Mrs. Michaelsen tapped Harry on the shoulder. “I have a new book for you, Harry.”
    Harry turned. “You do?”
    â€œJust came in today.” And then she whispered, “It’s horrible.”
    Harry flashed his white teeth as he looked at the title of the book: Terrible Tyrannosaurus Rex.
    â€œThanks, Mrs. Michaelsen. You’re the best librarian in the world.”
    Mrs. Michaelsen patted Harry on the head, and then she helped me find a good