Free Monster High: Who's That Ghoulfriend? (Monster High: Ghoulfriends Forever) by Gitty Daneshvari Page A

Ethics states that it is imprudent to have livestock or horses in the same room as food,” Rochelle whispered to Venus and Robecca. “I don’t want anyone to get sick, so I ought to say something to Madame Sue Nami,
n’est-ce pas
?”
    “Only if you don’t mind everyone getting mad at you for ruining the concert,” Robecca replied, nudging Venus to say something.
    “I think you should keep the information to yourself,” Venus instructed Rochelle. “After all, the horse does belong to Headmistress Bloodgood. And you know how much everyone here misses her.”
    “Point taken,” Rochelle said with a nod as Operetta took to a small red stage assembled in the corner of the Creepateria. And though the structure had been built only the night before, there were already silky spider strands billowing from its edges.
    “Hey, ghouls and boys, as much as I’d like to sing my new song ‘Give Us Back Our Rockin’ Headmistress, Normies’ live, I can’t,” Operettasaid, referring to her voice’s ability to drive listeners into a state of craziness.
    The purple-skinned ghoul then pressed Play on a portable boom box on the stage and began strumming her guitar.
    “
She’s the heart and soul of this school, a stellar lady who is über cool
,” Operetta lip-synched to the prerecorded track.
    “She sure does have a smooth voice,” Robecca muttered.
    “And she’s
trés
gifted on the guitar,” Rochelle added.
    “
So give us back our rockin’ headmistress, normies
!”
    “Look at everyone’s faces; the song is really affecting them,” Venus said as she noted all the misty eyes.
    “Thank you, thank you very much!” Operetta called out upon finishing the song. “Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for my fried peanut-butter-and-banana sandwich.”
    “I miss Headmistress Bloodgood,” Frankie blubbered as she wiped tears off her mint-green cheeks.
    “Me too,” Draculaura mumbled emotionally as she embraced Frankie.
    “I feel like my heart was swallowed by a shark,” Lagoona Blue said as she shook her head. “The current better change soon, because we need Headmistress Bloodgood. We need her to stop this walling off nonsense. I mean, don’t the normies understand that sea creatures can’t be landlocked?”
    “That song would have been so much better ifI had sung it. I’m, like, a super claw-some singer,” Toralei bragged while seated arm in arm with Cleo.
    “Claw-some? More like clawful,” the mummy responded cuttingly.
    “I won’t let them take you,” Hoodude cried as he flung his arms around Frankie.
    “Thanks, Hoodude,” the green ghoul mumbled. “But what will you do when they lock us in?”
    “I realize this goes against everything you believe in, Rochelle, but I think we need to head up to the attic even if it means being late for class. We need to find out what’s on those other papers. We need to get to the bottom of whatever Miss Flapper and her cohorts are planning,” Venus said, motioning at their rattled classmates. “Monster High needs us.”
    “You are indeed correct; being late to class goes against everything I believe in. But as with the horse in the Creepateria, I feel the extenuating circumstances warrant an exception,” Rochelle responded solemnly.
    “I guess that means we’re heading up to the attic… again,” Robecca mumbled nervously as the trio headed toward the Creepateria door.



A s the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, Robecca, Rochelle, and Venus stealthily made their way to the attic stairwell. With the memory of their classmates’ fear fresh in their minds, the ghouls slowly mounted the cold stone steps. Silently each hoped for the same thing—that Wydowna would be out. For if she wasn’t, they hadn’t a clue what their next step would be.
    Seconds after Rochelle sliced through thewebbing and popped her head into the attic, she returned with a massive grin. Relieved, Venus and Robecca quickly followed Rochelle into the whimsical little room. Once