Authors: Nancy Krulik
Bad Rap (3 page)
Katie shook her head. “I can’t hang out after school today. Mr. G. just assigned us a really big project.”
“Project?”
Suzanne exclaimed. “How can you think about schoolwork at a time like this?”
Suzanne exclaimed. “How can you think about schoolwork at a time like this?”
“A time like what?” Katie asked.
“A time when the Bayside Boys are coming to Cherrydale, and we’re not going to be there!” Suzanne exclaimed. “We have to figure out a way to get tickets!”
Katie shrugged. “I don’t think there’s anything we can do about it. The concert’s sold out. None of us will get to go.”
“Except Becky,” Suzanne said, making a face. “
You
don’t have to sit in class and listen to Blechy Becky go on and on about having two tickets to the show.”
You
don’t have to sit in class and listen to Blechy Becky go on and on about having two tickets to the show.”
Katie nodded. Becky was in class 4B with Suzanne. It must have been hard to hear Becky bragging about her tickets all day.
“And get this,” Suzanne continued. “She’s having a contest to see who will get the other ticket.”
“A contest?” Katie asked. “What kind of contest?”
“She’s making up a test with questions about the Bayside Boys,” Suzanne explained. “Whoever answers the most questions correctly will get the ticket.”
Just then Jeremy Fox, Katie’s other best friend, walked out into the schoolyard.
“Hi, Jeremy,” Katie greeted him.
“Hi,” Jeremy replied. “That was a good band practice today, huh?”
Katie nodded. She and Jeremy were both in the beginning band at school. Katie played clarinet and Jeremy played the drums. “I like that new song,” she said. “I’ve never heard any jazz before. It’s kind of cool.”
“Yeah. I like it, too,” Jeremy told her. “And ...”
“Would you two stop talking about band!” Suzanne shouted angrily.
“What’s with her?” Jeremy asked Katie.
“She’s upset about the Bayside Boys concert,” Katie explained. “We don’t have tickets, and Becky does.”
“I know,” Jeremy said. “That’s all Becky’s talking about. She even wants me to take her test.”
“Are you going to do it?” Suzanne asked him.
Jeremy shook his head. “I wouldn’t go
anywhere
with Becky.”
anywhere
with Becky.”
Katie laughed. Becky had a big crush on Jeremy. But Jeremy didn’t like Becky one bit.
“Are
you
going to take the test?” Jeremy asked Suzanne.
you
going to take the test?” Jeremy asked Suzanne.
Suzanne frowned and kicked at the dirt. “Becky didn’t ask me to,” she said quietly. “She’s only letting certain people take it. She’s such a snob.”
“Don’t worry about Becky,” Katie said.
Suzanne sighed. “The only thing I’m worried about is how in the world am I going to get my hands on some tickets!”
As soon as Katie got home, she raced up to her room. She had to get started on her Aesop project.
Katie liked
Aesop’s Fables
. She’d taken the book out of the library because the fables were animal stories. But as Katie had read the stories, she realized there was more to them than just animal tales. They taught important lessons, too. That’s what she wanted to talk about in her report.
Aesop’s Fables
. She’d taken the book out of the library because the fables were animal stories. But as Katie had read the stories, she realized there was more to them than just animal tales. They taught important lessons, too. That’s what she wanted to talk about in her report.
As Katie opened her notebook, Pepper padded into her room with a new bone in his mouth. He wanted to play.
But Katie didn’t have time to play. “Sorry, Pepper. Not now,” she told her dog. “I have work to do.”
Pepper seemed to understand. He leaped up on Katie’s bed and sat there quietly, chomping on his bone.
“Too bad Aesop didn’t write a fable about cocker spaniels,” Katie told him as she opened the book to a story called “The Milkmaid and Her Pail.” The lesson in that one was:
Don’t count your chickens before they hatch.
Katie turned the page. She smiled when she saw the moral of “The Jay and the Peacock.” It was a perfect one for Suzanne.
It read:
It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.
The next story was “The Lion and the Mouse.” It was one of Katie’s favorites. She liked the lesson in that one:
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.
Katie turned the page to the story of the “Bundle of Sticks.” She began to write down that moral, too:
United we stand. Divided we fall.
But before Katie could finish writing the last word, the phone rang.
“Katie, it’s for you!” her mother shouted upstairs.
Katie dropped her pencil and raced down to the kitchen to answer the phone. “Hello?”
“It’s me,” Suzanne said breathlessly. “Turn on your radio.”
“Why?”
“Because they’re going to have a contest! When Joey G. says to phone in, you’re supposed to call the radio station. The one-hundredth caller wins two tickets to the Bayside Boys concert.”
“Oh my gosh!” Katie exclaimed. “Suzanne, get off the phone.”
“But, Katie . . .”
“Suzanne,” Katie repeated firmly. “You
have
to get off the phone.”
have
to get off the phone.”
“Why?”
“Because if you don’t, I can’t call in to win tickets, and neither can you!”
“Oh. Good point,” Suzanne agreed. Then she hung up without even saying good-bye.
Chapter 5
Unfortunately, neither Katie nor Suzanne had any luck winning tickets. Katie had been caller number fifty-three. Suzanne hadn’t gotten through to the radio station at all.
In fact, no one in the whole fourth grade—except Becky, of course—had been able to get tickets for the Bayside Boys concert. Lots of kids were complaining about it the next morning as they arrived on the playground.
“I was so sad, all I could do was play the Bayside Boys CD over and over,” Emma W. said. “After a while, even the twins were singing along.”
“The twins?” Suzanne asked her. “But they’re only two years old.”
“Well, they weren’t getting the words right,” Emma admitted. “But they were trying.”
Not everyone was upset at not having tickets, though. George Brennan didn’t even like the Bayside Boys.
“I don’t know what the big deal is, Katie Kazoo,” George said, using the cool nickname he’d given Katie. “The Bayside Boys aren’t so great. They don’t even play instruments.”
“That doesn’t mean anything,” Katie told him. “They sing really well.”
“I think they’re lousy. I wish they wouldn’t sing at
all
.”
all
.”
“That’s mean, George,” Katie told him.
“Do you know what you call a band that doesn’t make music?” George asked Katie.
“What?”
“A rubber band!” George laughed hard at his own joke.
Suzanne wasn’t laughing. “There’s nothing funny about this, George,” she told him. She looked over to where Becky was standing a few feet away. She was talking to Mandy.
“The Bayside Boys are coming into town this morning,” Becky was saying. “They’re staying at the Cherrydale Inn. It’s supposed to be a secret. Of course
I
found out, though. That’s because I know someone who knows the Bayside Boys.”
I
found out, though. That’s because I know someone who knows the Bayside Boys.”
“What a bragger,” Suzanne whispered to Katie. “Don’t you just hate people who brag?”
Katie tried hard not to laugh. Suzanne could be a big bragger, too. It’s just that right now she had nothing to brag about.
“Wait a minute!” Suzanne exclaimed. “That’s it!”
“What’s it?” Katie asked.
“We’re going to meet the Bayside Boys!”
Katie looked at her friend strangely. “How are we going to do that?”
“Today, after school, we’re going to ride our bikes over to the Cherrydale Inn. We’ll go to the desk, ask which room they’re in, and visit them.”
Katie shook her head. “I don’t know if I’m allowed to go over to the inn.”
“Why not? It’s just four blocks from your house. You’re allowed to ride your bike four blocks. We do it all the time. You’re not breaking any rules.”
“I guess,” Katie agreed. “But even when we get there, there’s
no way
the person at the desk will tell us what room they’re staying in.”
no way
the person at the desk will tell us what room they’re staying in.”
“Come on, Katie,” Suzanne pleaded. “It’s worth a try. Just imagine the look on Becky’s face when we tell her we met the Bayside Boys!”
Katie shrugged. “I don’t want to make her feel bad.”
“Okay, then. How about the look on
your
face when you get to shake hands with Spike?”
your
face when you get to shake hands with Spike?”
Now, Katie began to smile. “Well . . .” she said. “It’s worth a try.”
That afternoon, Katie and Suzanne hurried to get their bikes. They met at the corner by Katie’s house, and pedaled the four blocks to the Cherrydale Inn. When they arrived, the girls parked their bikes and walked into the lobby.
“Okay, let me do the talking,” Suzanne whispered to Katie.
Katie nodded. That was fine with her. She didn’t like talking to people she didn’t know. Besides, the man standing behind the front desk didn’t look very friendly.
“May I help you?” he asked the girls as they approached the desk.
“We’ve got a message for four of your guests,” Suzanne told him.
“Which guests?” the man asked.
“They’re friends of ours,” Suzanne lied. “They’re registered under the Bayside Boys.”
The man shook his head. “We don’t have any guests by that name.”
Suzanne frowned. “Well, maybe they signed in under their
real
names. Do you have any rooms for Ace, Fizzy, T-Jon, or Spike?”
real
names. Do you have any rooms for Ace, Fizzy, T-Jon, or Spike?”
“I don’t believe so,” the man behind the desk replied firmly.
Katie could tell he was getting very annoyed with them. She pulled Suzanne away from the desk and whispered in her ear. “That’s it, Suzanne. They’re not here. Let’s go home.”
Suzanne shook her head wildly. “I’m not leaving,” she told Katie. “They’re here. I know it. They probably just registered under some fake names so no one would bother them. Remember, Becky said their being here was a secret.”
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