18-15HerecomestroubleWrittenbyTessaKrailingandillustratedbyJanLewisChapter1OnFridayafternoonClassSevenhadanArtlesson.Itwastheirfavouritelessonoftheweek.Everyonelookedforwardtoit.EveryoneexceptTrudyHubble.Trudyhadelbowsthatstuckoutandknockedthingsover.Herhandswerelargeandclumsy.Herfeetweresobigshewasalwaystrippingoverthings.WhenshecameintotheclassroomRobMasonsaid,‘Lookout,herecomesTrouble!'ThiswasRob'sideaofajoke.Hecalledher‘Trouble'becauseitsoundedlikehertwonames—TrudyHubble—puttogether.Theotherkidslaughed.Trudyhadtosmileandpretendshedidn'tmind.Butshedidmind.Shemindedalot.MrsWestonsaid,‘Sitdown,Trudy.LetLisabringyouawaterjarandsomepaints.'TrudyknewwhyMrsWestonwantedhertositdown.MrsWestonhadbeenherteacherforthreemonthsnow.ShehadseenwhathappenedwhenTrudytriedtodoArt.Itwasalwaysadisaster!LisaGibbsfetchedpaperandpaintandbrushes.SheputthemonthetableshesharedwithTrudy.Next,shefilledajarwithwaterandtookthattoTrudy.BeforeshesatdownshemovedherchairasfarawayfromTrudyaspossible.TrudywishedshecouldbemorelikeLisa.Lisaneverknockedthingsover.Shehadsmallhandsandfeetandwavybrownhair.Trudy'shairwasasstraightasstraw.‘Now,today,'MrsWestonsaid,‘I'dlikeyoutopaintmeamonster.Thescariestmonsteryoucanthinkof.'‘Oh,great!'ClassSevenlovedpaintingmonsters.Trudydecidedtostartwiththeeyes.Theeyeswerethescariestpartofanymonster.Shedippedherbrushinredpaint.Thenshemadetwolargeredcirclesonthepaper.Thentwolargeyellowcircles.Thentwolargegreencircles.Butitdidn'tlookmuchlikeamonster.Itlookedmoreliketwosetsoftrafficlights.SheglancedatLisa'spicture.Lisahadpaintedabeautifulgreendragonwithflamescomingoutofitsmouth.Trudysighed.Shereachedouttodipherbrushinsomeblackpaintand-oh,no!Sheknockedoverthejamjar.Dirtywaterspreadinapoolacrossthetable.ItdrownedLisa'sdragon.‘Oops,sorry,'Trudymuttered.Lisastarteddownathersoggypicture.Tearscameintohereyes.RobMasoncameovertolook.‘Hey,MrsWeston!'hecalled.‘ComeandseewhatTrudy'sdonenow.'Trudywentredintheface.‘I'llgetacloth,'shemuttered.Shejumpedtoherfeet-and-Herchai...
