Gordon Korman Bugs Potter 01 Who Is Bugs Potter

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followed him into the Empress's parking garage. I don't know how, but I think
Bugs Potter is mixed up in this!"
"Bugs Potter is a jewel thief?" asked Claire incredulously.
"Well done, Bugs!" cheered BiBi.
"Oh, BiBi, shut up!"
Man, it's a happening!
One by one the high-school musicians picked up their instrument cases and
lined up to board the buses. As he stood waiting behind a struggling tuba
player, Adam glanced around casually in an effort to avoid looking at Bugs.
His roommate was making a pest of himself supervising the loading of his drums
into the baggage compartment. Also being loaded was a mysterious sack which,
Adam knew, contained the six flash-bombs. He didn't want to think about that.
He also didn't want to think about Sylvia and Laura. What on earth could have
gone wrong in that department? He could understand Laura's being angry after
they'd had those words over Bugs. But now Laura seemed, if anything, the more
civil of the two. What was eating Sylvia?
His eyes wandered over the Empress Flower Shoppe sign, a mail box, a
telephone booth, a newspaper vending box Adam gasped, staring in shock. The
headline on the front page of the paper read:DRUMMER BUGS VOWS BIG NIGHT AT
ONTARIO PLACE .
Oh, no! He rushed to buy a paper.
"Webb," called Mr. Darby sharply, "you're holding up the line. You have no
need of reading material. Get on the bus. We leave immediately."
In a stupor, Adam stumbled onto the bus and found a seat. Throughout the trip
his mind was in turmoil. Bugs was in the paper! Those screaming crowds! Those
photographers! Those T-shirts! He should have known! Why hadn't he realized
what was happening?
Things began to click in his mind. Laura and Sylvia had spent the day reading
the paper. That was it. They knew. And they were mad because they hadn't been
told. Adam groaned. But how could he tell them when& ? Did Bugs know?
Impossible, he decided. In Bugs' personal code of honour, it was unthinkable
to keep such a secret from a pal. Bugs was just as ignorant of it as he had
been. Bugs saw himself simply as a lucky kid who had got the chance to drum
with his favourite groups.
Vaguely Adam recalled Bugs screaming, "Big night at Ontario Place tomorrow!"
at the Trap Door. Did this mean Ontario Place would be jammed with Toronto's
rock fans? Even so they would be safe, he decided. No rock fan would attend a
high school band festival.
And how would Bugs react to this suddenly finding himself frontpage news?
He'd probably start drumming through piccolo solos again. He might even set
off those flash-bombs before the end of the concert and ruin everything. No.
Bugs had no self-control where rock music was concerned. Bugs could not be
told at least not until the concert was over.
Stay calm, Adam told himself. Stay calm and everything will be all right.
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"Come on," wheedled Claire. "Don't you think it's my turn to wear the shoes
now?"
"No," grinned BiBi. "You're the one who pulled me barefoot into a taxi and
dragged me over here. Suffer."
"But my feet hurt."
"Oh, okay." BiBi stepped out of the shoes and kicked them over to Claire, who
put them on gratefully.
Charlie walked up to them. "I've just been on the phone with the police
again. They're doing what they can, which isn't much. They can't very well
search everyone in Ontario Place. But they have extra men here tonight anyway,
to control the crowd when Bugs Potter shows up."
"I'm hungry," said BiBi. "I want a hamburger."
"How can you think of food at a time like this? We have to find the Falusi!"
"I'd rather find a hamburger."
"No hamburger," said Charlie grimly.
"I didn't have any dinner," complained BiBi.
"None of us has eaten," said Charlie.
"Well then, let's make it three hamburgers."
"We have to find those crooks!"
"Don't crooks eat?" asked BiBi. "Maybe they're having hamburgers."
"We'd better get something to eat," conceded Claire. "That rock show doesn't
start for almost two hours."
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"Okay," said Barney, "here's the Forum. The concert starts in about half an
hour. Now listen carefully. I've got to get the flute case before that Webb
kid opens it up and finds out he's got more than just a flute. So as soon as
the kids get here and start setting things up we sneak onto the stage, get the
emerald out of the case and take off with it."
Ralph looked around. "Hey, this place is getting really crowded. I didn't
know so many people would come to see a kids' band."
"Most of them aren't here to see the kids. After this there's a rock show,
and that's where Bugs Potter's supposed to turn up. See look at all theBUGS
shirts. Everyone's coming really early to get a good seat."
"Look," whispered Ralph. "Here come the kids now."
Carrying their instrument cases, the girls and boys of the High School Band
Festival began to crowd onto the circular stage.
"They'll be setting up for a while," said Barney, "but I've got to get to
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that flute case before the kid opens it. Come on. Let's move down to the
front."
The two burglars walked down the aisle to ringside and surveyed the stage.
They watched as Mr. Darby directed his musicians to their appropriate seats [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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