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- Herausgeber: Little Tiger Press
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
Dirty Bertie's third book finds him facing the shame of losing a dare with Know-All Nick and having to wear his pants to school, playing the part of the dog in the local amateur dramatic society's production of Oliver! and taking Whiffer to Royston Rich's birthday party, where Whiffer leaves a very unwelcome present...
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Seitenzahl: 33
Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2012
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Contents
PANTS!
CHAPTER 1
It was Thursday morning at the swimming pool. Bertie was getting changed after the lesson with Miss Crawl. His clothes lay scattered on the cubicle floor.
“HA! HA! I CAN SEE YOUR PANTS!” jeered a loud voice.
Bertie snatched up his towel. “Who said that?”
“BERTIE’S WEARING BLUE ONES!” taunted the sing-song voice.
Bertie looked up. Two mocking eyes leered at him over the cubicle wall. It was his sworn enemy, Know-All Nick.
“Get lost!” said Bertie, throwing a sock at him.
Nick stuck out his tongue. “Make me, slowcoach!”
“Who are you calling a slowcoach?” Bertie demanded.
“You. You’re always last to get changed,” sneered Nick.
Bertie narrowed his eyes. “I bet I can get changed a lot quicker than you.”
“Oh yeah?” said Nick.
“Yeah!” said Bertie.
“All right,” said Nick. “Let’s have a race.”
Bertie could never resist a race, especially if it meant a chance to beat big-headed Nick.
“Suits me,” he said. “Last one back on the coach has to sit next to Miss Boot.”
Nick considered it. A smile spread slowly across his smug face.
“I’ve got a better idea,” he said. “Last one on the coach has to come to school tomorrow in their pants.”
Bertie’s jaw dropped.
“What’s the matter, slowcoach, scared you’re going to lose?” sneered Nick.
Bertie glared back. “Not a chance.”
“OK, shake on it,” said Nick. Bertie climbed on the bench and the two of them shook hands.
Bertie smiled. He would show that slimy slug who was slow. Nick wouldn’t see him for dust. Wait till he told his friends about this: Know-All Nick coming to school in his pants – now that would be funny!
“Ready?” said Nick, through the wall. “Go!”
Bertie grabbed his trousers and yanked them on. His fingers wrestled with his shirt buttons. Socks next.
Where was his other sock? He wasted precious seconds hunting around the floor on his hands and knees. Who needed two socks anyway? One was plenty. He jammed on his shoes, his jumper, his coat. He stuffed his soggy trunks and towel into his bag and burst out of the cubicle.
“ARGH!” Bertie tripped over a mop and bucket that someone had left outside the door.
In seconds he was back on his feet and racing down the corridor. “Gangway!” he yelled, barging between Donna and Pamela. “Sorry! Emergency! Can’t stop!”
Eugene flattened himself against the wall as Hurricane Bertie tore past. But turning the corner, a gigantic shadow fell across his path. “BERTIE!” thundered Miss Boot. “No running in the corridor!”
“But Miss, I—”
“Walk don’t run, Bertie. WALK!”
Bertie groaned. He slowed to a walk as Miss Boot watched him like a hawk to the front door. Once outside, he flew down the steps, taking them three at a time. The coach was waiting in the car park. Almost there! Bertie dived through the door and flung himself into a seat.
“Yessss! I made it!” he panted. “I’m the first one back!”
“What took you so long, slowcoach?” drawled a jeering voice. Bertie gasped. No, it couldn’t be! It wasn’t possible! Know-All Nick lounged on the back seat. His hair was combed, his tie perfectly knotted and he wasn’t the slightest bit out of breath.
“Tough luck, Bertie, you lose!” He smirked. “I am so looking forward to you coming to school tomorrow.”
