A Rockin' Mystery (Hardy Boys: Secret Files Series #10)

A Rockin' Mystery (Hardy Boys: Secret Files Series #10)


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ISBN-13: 9781442416710
Publisher: Aladdin
Publication date: 10/16/2012
Series: Hardy Boys: Secret Files Series , #10
Edition description: Original
Pages: 87
Sales rank: 155,021
Product dimensions: 5.24(w) x 7.50(h) x 0.28(d)
Age Range: 6 - 9 Years

About the Author

Franklin W. Dixon is the author of the ever-popular Hardy Boys books.

Scott Burroughs started his career at Disney and has illustrated everything from children’s books to advertisements and editorials. He is also the published author of several children’s books. He lives in Denver, Colorado, with his wife and sons.

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A Rockin’ Mystery


A Sour Note

You look like a monkey, and you smell like one too!”

Nine-year-old Frank Hardy looked at his brother, Joe, and laughed as their friend Paul McMahon blew out the candles on his huge birthday cake, which was decorated to look like a dinosaur. Everyone cheered as Paul blew out all ten candles on the first try.

“Time for presents!” Paul cried as his mother started cutting up the cake. He ran over to the circle of chairs his parents had set up in his backyard and took a seat.

Joe smiled and nudged Frank. “Looks like we’d better get over there,” he said. “Paul’s already torn into his first gift!”

Frank laughed and shook his head. His classmate Paul seemed to be having a great time at his birthday party. They’d already played Pin the Tail on the Donkey and Red Rover, and Paul had won both. Now he was beaming as he pulled the last piece of gift wrap off Joyride, a hot new video game that had just been released days ago. It was a perfect way to spend a Saturday afternoon!

“Oh, wow!” Paul shouted, waving the game above his head. “You guys! This is great! I can’t wait to play this! Thanks, Mom and Dad!”

Frank and Joe took their seats as Paul’s mom came over to hand her son a piece of cake and give him a kiss. She handed cake to the kids on either side of Paul, then went back to the table to get more.

“Hey, who’s that?” Joe pulled on Frank’s sleeve to get his attention and then pointed across the lawn to where an older boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, was dragging some big pieces of equipment onto a raised platform. As they watched, three more boys came out of the house, each carrying an instrument and some more equipment.

“That’s Paul’s older brother, Dylan,” the boys’ friend Chet piped up as he took a piece of cake from Paul’s mom and sat down in the chair beside Frank.

“What’s he doing?” Frank asked. The older boys were scrambling around, plugging their instruments into extension cords and playing a few notes.

“He’s setting up,” Chet replied, digging into his cake. A dab of chocolate frosting stuck to his nose. “You guys know he’s a member of Crush, right?”

“Crush?” Joe asked. “What’s that?”

Chet set his fork down and stared wide-eyed at Joe, as if Joe had just asked who Batman was. “What’s Crush?” he asked. “You guys? It’s only the best rock band in Bayport, or maybe the entire state!”

Frank shrugged. “Never heard of them.”

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OMG!!! Soo good, write more please! It was really good i was lile what happened? Cant wait for the rest:D
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I shivered as I walked along the hazardous, icy road. Someone, I thought, shall die. I yawned sleepily, wishing I had not stayed up doing homework. I would probably fall asleep during school. Yippe. That has detention written all over. I stopped walking, my purple Converse sneakers making a loud crunch in the ice. I checked my watch and groaned. My bus was late by 5 minutes. I'm pretty sure I'll turn into a giant Tally-sicle. Oh wait that reminds me. My name is Tally Patterson. Ha. I know right? Tally. My ears started buzzing. Softly at first, but then it got really crazy loud. I pressed my hands against my ears, but it didn't help. I groaned and started walking toward the direction of my house, but then it happened.. There. Right there. The moment that changed my life forever. Every thing seemed fuzzy and sluggish, like moving in slow motion. Then a dark man leapt out of the bushes, holding a small silver hand gun. The bullet found it's way to my skull. I hit the ground, screaming. My last sight of life was this. I heard foot steps and regonized them. I cracked into a smile when I saw the face of my best-friend, Chase. He kinda looked....I dunno...mad. Angry. "Good-bye", I whispered smiling. I closed my eyes, but before I did, I saw the dark man run away, nearly crashing into Chase. Then, my world went dark. But not forever....