Alfie Far From Home. Rachel WellsЧитать онлайн книгу.

      They took it in turns. They had to jump over the bars of the roundabout while the other children spun it, then when a bit dizzy they had to stand on the swing and do ten swings without falling off; run across the see-saw, and finally walk up the slide with the football and then throw it between the swings, like a goal. I had to admit it was impressive, although it didn’t look safe.

      ‘There’ll be trouble,’ Humphrey grumbled, coming up beside me.

      ‘Why?’ I asked.

      ‘It’s against the rules. Mr Green’s rule book clearly states that the playground must only be used as it should be.’

      ‘But he’s not here,’ I pointed out.

      ‘Don’t say I didn’t warn you,’ Humphrey replied before climbing a tree to watch. I thought about joining him but then I’m not exactly a fan of trees, having been stuck up one in the past, so I stayed on land.

      The children were having a lovely time and Viola started to smile at last. But then I heard, ‘peep, peep, peep’. The whistle was loud and a bit too close for comfort.

      Jack, who had been standing on the swing, fell off. Emily and Viola rushed to him; he’d landed on his bottom.

      ‘Peep, peep, peep. Just what do you think you are doing?’ Mr Green shouted.

      ‘Um, Uncle, we were just having a race,’ Nathan explained.

      ‘Nathan, you should know better. When we invited you to stay we expected you to obey the rules.’ He pulled his book out. ‘You have broken rules 77, 89, 111 and many more. I’ll take that—’ He snatched the football out of Stanley’s arms. ‘Balls can only be played with in the designated ball area, rule 199.’

      ‘Wow, he likes his rules,’ Stanley said after he’d gone. I miaowed in agreement.

      ‘Boy does he.’ Nathan looked downcast. ‘It’s not like I even asked to come to stay. I was hoping to spend the summer back home in the US, playing with my friends, but no, because my parents were busy with work, I end up miles from home, in a caravan with Aunt and Uncle Green!’

      ‘Sorry to hear that, mate.’ Stanley squeezed Nathan’s shoulder sympathetically.

      ‘What shall we do now?’ Jack asked. Viola looked at Emily but stayed silent.

      ‘I know a real good trick,’ Nathan said, suddenly grinning.

      ‘What?’ The others crowded round him.

      ‘Follow me to the shower block and I’ll show you.’

      They all walked off and I made to follow them. I felt Humphrey come up beside me.

      ‘Hiss,’ he said.

      ‘What?’ I asked.

      ‘This is not a good idea. Nathan’s unhappy and I think he’s looking for trouble.’

      ‘What’s the matter with him?’ I asked, interested. I was a cat who always helped humans in trouble, after all.

      ‘He’s homesick. Poor kid got sent over here because his parents are working away and he misses home.’

      ‘That’s something I have some experience of.’ I explained about Stanley and Viola and how I’d accidentally ended up in the van.

      ‘We’d better go and keep an eye on them; this isn’t going to end well.’ He bounded off and I followed him.

      Nathan led them to the back of the shower block. He giggled as the others watched him turn a big tap. Four people, wrapped in towels, heads covered in shampoo, ran out screaming.

      ‘It’s freezing,’ someone cried.

      ‘The water’s gone cold,’ someone else shouted. Lots of voices shrieked all at once.

      ‘You did that?’ Viola asked. She looked cross. Nathan fell about laughing.

      ‘But we’ll get into trouble,’ Emily said. Jack looked as if he might cry.

      ‘Run,’ Stanley said; they all ran. I heard the whistle and Mr Green rounded the corner, blowing it furiously. Angry people crowded round him as he tried to pacify them, with Humphrey at his feet.