Free Judy Mood And The NOT Bummer Summer by Megan McDonald Page A

started to drip from her hands.
    “EEUWW!” she said, peering at the teeny puddle of yellow. She gave Toady back to Judy.
    “Toad pee!” yelled Rocky and Frank at the same time. Judy, Rocky, and Frank fell over laughing.
    “No way. OOH! Sick!” said Amy, wiping her hand on Judy’s legs.
    “Sick-
awesome
,” said Judy.
    “Now you’re a member of our club,” said Frank. “The TOAD PEE club.”
    “That makes you TOADally cool!” said Rocky.
    Judy popped the rubber band off of her chart. “So, are you guys ready for my uber-awesome plan? Intro-DUCE-ing… the one and only… Judy Moody Mega-Rare NOT-Bummer-Summer Dare.” Judy unrolled her chart. “Ta-da!” Stickers and glitter went flying. “See? Thrill Points, Dare Points, Bonus Points, Loser points, and Big Fat Total.”
    “Huh?” said Rocky. “I don’t get it.”
    “You know how summer’s always Boring-with-a-capital-
B
? Thrill points are going to save summer. I spent two days and sixteen erasers figuring it out.”
    “Ride the Scream Monster? Surf a wave? Are these the dares?” Amy asked.
    “Yep. See, a dare is something
way
fun that we’ve never done before and that we’re kind of scared to do. Cool beans, huh?”
    “Oh, boy,” Rocky said. “I think I forgot to tell you some —”
    Judy stuck her hand over his mouth. “As I was saying… for each dare, we get ten thrill points. Plus bonus points if we do something crazy, like ride the Scream Monster with no hands. OR loser points if we chicken out.”
    “Ooh! And at the end of summer, we add up all the points?” Frank asked.
    “Yeah. If we reach one hundred, then, presto-whammo, we just had the best summer ever. Is that thrill-a-delic, or what?”
    Rocky looked green around the edges. Amy looked like she had just swallowed a frog. “Rocky forgot to tell you… he’s going away this summer. To circus camp.”
    “WHAT?”
    “She’s going away, too,” said Rocky. “To Borneo!”
    Judy cracked up. “You guys! You got me. I thought you were serious. Borneo. That’s a good one. What even IS Borneo?”
    “It’s an island. In Indonesia. And I am going, for real, with my mom. We leave next Friday.”
    “Same here,” said Rocky. “I’m going to learn to walk a tightrope and do magic tricks and stuff.”
    “That is SO not fair! How am I gonna have the best summer EVER if you’re not even
here
?”
    Frank looked up from the chart. “Hel-lo! I’m not going anywhere.
We
can still have fun.”
    “Great. Just… great.”
    After her friends went home, Judy sat in the tent staring at her blank chart. Suddenly, it did not look one bit thrill-a-delic. It looked
funk
-a-delic. FLUNK-a-delic. “It’s just you and me now, Toady. Another long, hot, boring summer.”
    Stink’s head popped into the tent. “Help! Toady’s gone. He escaped!”
    “Chill out, Stinkerbell. He’s right here. We needed him so Amy could be in the Toad Pee Club.”
    “Hey, no fair! You guys had a Toad Pee Club meeting without me?”
    “Be glad you weren’t here. It was the worst Toad Pee Club of all time.”
    “Somebody’s in a mood,” said Stink.
    “You would be too if your best friends were going to circus camp and Borneo for the summer. Now I’m stuck here being Bored-e-o.”
    “Not me! I have big plans for summer. Big
foot
plans. I’m going to catch Bigfoot!”
    “Stink, the only big foot around here is your two big stinky feet!”
    “Haven’t you heard? It’s all over the news. There are Bigfoot sightings everywhere. He’s way close. Yesterday, Riley Rottenberger told Webster and Webster told Sophie and Sophie told me that Riley saw Bigfoot
at the mall
!”
    “Yeah, right. And you, Stink Moody, are going to catch him.”
    “Yep! You can help if you want.”
    Judy rolled her eyes. “I’d rather catch poison ivy.”
    This was going to be the boringest, snoringest summer ever. For sure and absolute positive.

Bored-e-o
    A week later, even though Judy had promised herself she was never