Sleepover Club Vampires by Fiona Cummings Read Free Book Online

they’d emerged from the bathroom Lyndz had dozed off so we had to wake her up.
    “Wassup!” she grumbled.
    “Come on, sleepy-head. It’s action time!”
    We crept to the door. I was just about to reach for the handle when I could hear footsteps along the passageway.
    “It sounds like everybody else is coming to bed now!” I grumbled.
    We crept back into bed and had to wait again until we were sure that the coast was clear.
    “Everybody ready?” I whispered as we huddled for a second time behind the door. “Everybody know what we’re supposed to be doing?”
    With excited butterflies chasing about in my tummy I reached for the door handle. Instead of the door creaking open, as I’d expected, the handle shot off in my hand! There was a clunk on the landing as the knob on the other side fell off too.
    “What’s happened?” asked Fliss anxiously.
    “Erm, it’s not looking good actually,” I admitted, brandishing the knob. “We’re stuck in here, and I can’t see how we’re going to get out.”

“It’s that ghost!” wailed Fliss. “Flora McDonald has come to haunt us!”
    “Don’t be so stupid!” I snapped. “There’s got to be some perfectly sensible explanation…”
    Frankie was crouched by the door, squinting through the keyhole.
    “You know that perfectly sensible explanation?” she said at last, straightening herself up. “I think it’s called Molly and Carli! They’re on the other side of the door looking like the cats who got the cream!”
    “They’ll look like cats who’ve got the SCREAM when I get hold of them!” I fumed. “But first we need to get out of here.”
    I pushed the door again, but there was no way it was going to budge.
    “HELP!” Rosie and Fliss started banging on the door. “Get us out of here!”
    “Love to help you!” Molly said from the other side of the door. “We can’t open it from this side either. I wonder how that could have happened?”
    “Yes, I wonder, young lady!” There was no mistaking Mum’s voice and she sounded A-N-G-R-Y!
    “But Mum!” Molly didn’t sound so smug now. “It’s nothing to do with us!”
    “Molly, it’s too late for silly games. I want that door open and I want you to get back to bed!”
    “I really think it’s a job for a locksmith,” Lyndz’s dad announced seriously.
    “They’ll never get one so late!” Frankie hissed. “We’re going to be stuck in here all night!”
    “I knew this place was doomed!” Fliss sobbed. “There’s something really creepy about it.”
    “Now I think that’s just your imagination, Felicity!”
    We all spun round to see Uncle Bob grinning at us from the far corner of the room. He had suddenly appeared. Out of thin air. The door hadn’t opened and the window was closed so there was no way he could have got in there…
    We all took one look at him and started screaming. We clung together shrieking our heads off like we were in some really bad horror movie. And all the time Uncle Bob was watching us with this silly grin on his face. At last he chuckled:
    “Girls, girls, please! There’s no need to be alarmed.”
    “B-but how did you get in?” I squeaked nervously as soon as I’d recovered my voice. The guy was freaking me out big time.
    “There’s a secret doorway here, look!”
    He pressed against one of the panels on the wall and it sprung open, revealing a door.
    “That’s amazing! Like something out of a film!” Frankie said open-mouthed, hurrying to see where it led.
    “It goes into the bedroom next door,” Uncle Bob explained. “That’s why I gave you this room. I thought maybe your Sleepover Club might discover it for yourselves.”
    Suddenly Uncle Bob wasn’t spooky any more. He just seemed like a little guy with a wicked sense of fun.
    “You didn’t take the doorknob off so we’d find out about this, did you?” I asked him.
    “No Kenny, I wouldn’ae go to all that trouble, believe me!” he grinned. “I suggest you leave this door open tonight,