This book is dedicated to my son Owen a small cheeky creature who eats mainly biscuits S W To Sarah McIntyre D O’C
RULE 1 Do Not Groan Loudly When Asked To Recite Poetry B-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-RINNNNGGGGGGGG-G-G G The school bell screeched in Jake’s ear and he leapt out of the chair with a yelp It’s a new school not a shark tank he told himself sitting once more But then again what if his teacher was an old dragon What if he didn’t make any friends What if The office door burst open and the secretary bustled out I’ll take you to the principal now dear Oops be careful Jake found himself being propelled through a stream of noisy students that had erupted from nowhere Minutes later the hallway was empty again The secretary stopped outside a door On it was a sign that read MRS BLUNT in large angry letters Underneath in smaller slightly annoyed letters it said Principal Wait here said the secretary The principal will be out shortly
A row of chairs stood along the wall and Jake perched on one A man sat at the other end his knees nearly grazing his ears He wore black-rimmed glasses and was tapping a rhythm on his knee MUPPETS he exclaimed suddenly Jake jumped The man chuckled Sorry I’ve been trying to work out what that rhythm was and it just struck me it’s the theme from The Muppet Show He looked at Jake over his glasses Seeing the principal Are you in trouble No It’s my first day said Jake Ah I’m a new to the school too Name’s Hyde And you are Jake Jones Delighted to meet you Jake Jones Are you nervous Jake lied No
