Secret Admirer by R.L. Stine, Sammy Yuen Jr. Read Free Book Online

that’s all. I thought maybe we could grab a hamburger or something. Did you eat yet?”
    â€œAre you crazy?” Selena cried. “I told you I don’t want to go out with you!”
    Danny didn’t answer for a moment. Then he exploded. “Why not?” he demanded. “All I’m asking you to do is spend a couple of hours with me!”
    â€œI’m just not interested!” Selena shouted back. “Don’t you get it?”
    â€œYeah, I get it all right. I get that you’re too stuck up now to even talk to me. I think you were nicer when you were fat!”
    â€œThink whatever you want!” Selena told him angrily. “I don’t want to go out with you. I don’t want to see you at all. I don’t appreciate your comment about my weight. And I’m sick of your dumb jokes, too!”
    â€œExcuse me? What jokes?”
    â€œThose stupid sun stickers you’ve been leaving all over the place. Did you actually push the wardrobe on Alison, too? Are you that totally sick?”
    â€œI told you last time, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Danny insisted. “I would never hurt Alison. I don’t even
have
any stickers.”
    â€œYeah, right,” Selena scoffed. “Whatever.”
    â€œWhat is your problem?” Danny demanded. “Even if you don’t want to go out with me, why do you keep making these stupid accusations?”
    â€œWell …” Selena’s breath came in deep gasps. “Well …
someone
is trying to hurt me!” she blurted out. “Someone is driving me crazy!”
    She slammed down the phone.
    She didn’t mean to say that. She didn’t want to say that.
    She didn’t want to talk to Danny anymore.
    She grabbed up the script again. But her body was shaking too hard to read it.
    An unwelcome idea filled her head. Maybe he’s not pretending, she thought. Maybe Danny isn’t The Sun.
    Selena didn’t really believe Danny had pushed the wardrobe on top of Alison—even if he
had
thought Selena was sitting there. She
had
a hard time believing he would try to hurt her.
    Maybe it was a stranger, as Katy had suggested. Some stranger who had become obsessed with her.
    Selena forced herself to return to the script, but she couldn’t concentrate. Forget Danny, she told herself. Just think of the play. She began to read again:
    My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words
Of thy tongue’s uttering, yet I know the sound:
Art thou not Romeo
—
    Again the phone interrupted her.
    â€œHello?” she yelled into the receiver.
    â€œSelena?” asked a deep voice. A new voice.
    â€œWho is this?” she demanded.
    â€œIt’s Eddy. Eddy Martin. From drama.”
    Her heart began to pound again, but for a different reason. “Eddy!” she cried. “Hi. How are you?”
    â€œWell, I’m fine,” he replied. “I called to tell you how terrific you were in the tryouts today.”
    â€œThanks,” Selena answered. “I still feel kind of bad about it, though. I mean, Alison didn’t even get to audition.”
    â€œTrue,” Eddy agreed. “But the important thing is that she’s going to be okay. I just talked to Mr. Riordan and he said she could be back at school next week if everything goes okay.”
    â€œExcellent!” Selena cried. “That’s great news, Eddy.”
    â€œBesides, the show must go on,” Eddy declared.
    An awkward silence.
    â€œI—I’m looking forward to rehearsals,” Selena stammered.
    â€œMost people would be really nervous,” Eddy pointed out. “Juliet is a big part.”
    â€œThat’s what makes it so exciting,” Selena explained. “The bigger the part, the more confident I feel on the stage.”
    â€œWow!” Eddy exclaimed. “It’s hard to believe you’re the same person. You used to be so shy! You were always wearing