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    Daredevil Club
    Daredevil Club
    Daredevil Club
    Ebook66 pages56 minutes

    Daredevil Club

    By Pam Withers

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    Kip's only friends are the members of the Daredevil Club, a club whose mission is to complete seven dangerous dares before their rivals, the Wildmen, complete their list of dares.

    Before the cliff-diving accident in which he lost the use of his leg, Kip had been the leader of the Daredevil Club. Now he has difficulty completing the dares and suspects that his membership is threatened. As the daredevils plan their final stunt, a dangerous climb along a narrow steel shelf beneath a bridge, they try to convince Kip that he may not be up to the task. Kip refuses to back down even though he suspects his friends might be right.

    Also available in French.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOrca Book Publishers
    Release dateSep 1, 2006
    ISBN9781554695997
    Daredevil Club
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    Pam Withers

    Pam Withers a écrit de nombreux livres de sport et d’aventures pour adolescents, dont plusieurs ont été publiés chez Orca dans la collection Currents. Elle a été trois fois finaliste pour le prix Red Maple remis par l’Association des bibliothèques de l’Ontario et a remporté à deux reprises le Silver Nautilus Book Award. Pam, une ancienne guide de plein air et éditrice, vit à Vancouver, en Colombie-Britannique.

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      Daredevil Club - Pam Withers

      Chapter One

      Climbing the old water tower was number five on our list. We chose to do it during a downpour. Not just ’cause the cops were onto us after our first four stunts. They’d almost caught us on number three.

      The fear of getting caught was part of the excitement. The police in our little town, assuming they’d heard rumors of our seven dares, had to be waiting for us to tackle the old tower on the hill at some point. We’d also chosen a dark and stormy night ’cause the tower was dry inside. Our town’s water tower is shaped like a giant toilet-paper roll wearing a funnel cap. We figured since it had a roof, the tower should be dry inside. That meant the ladder running up the inside wall shouldn’t be too rotten.

      We couldn’t know for sure, because no one had been inside the tower for years, not since the town had declared it an impure source of water and boarded it up. All the place was good for was being broken into. And who better to grab the honors than the Daredevil Club? Besides, what else was there to do during a rainstorm?

      A hundred yards from the tower, Fraser, Vlad, Caleb and I dropped to our stomachs and slithered through the mud under the barbed-wire fence. Did the townsfolk of Peever really think a mere barbed-wire fence would stop the mighty members of the Daredevil Club? Not even our competitors, the Wildmen, would pause for a barbed-wire fence.

      Shoot, I muttered as the back of my rain jacket caught on a barb.

      I’ve got it, Caleb said, reaching down and freeing me. Then he grabbed my hands, pulled me through the last few feet, and handed me my cane. For someone half a head shorter than me, Caleb is pretty strong. Too bad he’s not as gutsy as he is strong. He only got into the club ’cause I recommended him, and he knows it.

      Don’t need your help, I protested as I sat up. I used my finger to take a layer of mud off my cane. I wiped the fingerful of slime on the fencepost. Then I shoved my cane deep into the mud and leaned on it to rise. Caleb knew not to reach out to help me.

      Hold on, guys, he was calling softly to the others. Wait for Kip. They were halfway to the tower. They were visible only by the pricks of light from their flashlights.

      We’ll catch them, I said, lifting my left foot into place with my hands and aiming it toward the tower. I didn’t expect the guys to wait up for me. I had to prove I could keep up. It was part of tonight’s test: the test to see if I could stay in the Daredevil Club after my accident.

      Stop hovering, I commanded Caleb. He was annoying me. Maybe I was just grumpy from the shot of pain that came with trying to put myself back into motion. I had to move faster, or I was a sitting duck for the police. The guys knew that. It was amazing they had even let me come along on number five. But I’d insisted, and I’m pretty strong-willed. Plus, the whole club had been my idea. Fraser and Vlad had just enough guilt about the accident that they wouldn’t keep me from trying at least one more stunt.

      I also knew that if anyone chased us, Fraser and Vlad would disappear. Only Caleb would stick around to keep an eye out for his gimpy friend. That was an unspoken part of the deal: a rotten deal that stemmed from rotten luck on stunt number four. But I started this club. I helped build the list of seven dares. And I was going to finish it with the team. Even if Fraser had taken over as the leader.

      I’d already coped with months of pain and torturous physio exercises. I also knew my friends weren’t okay about the accident. Sure, they came to my house at first. My overly cheerful mom would lead them into my bedroom, where I lay with my leg elevated. They’d glance nervously at the pain pills cluttering my bedside table. Then they’d sit on the edge of chairs that my mom dragged in, their eyes darting out the window. They’d try hard to make small talk. Pretty soon we’d run out of stuff to say. Then they’d rise and punch me gently and say—quietly so my mom wouldn’t hear—Can’t wait till it’s all mended, dude, so we can finish the dares.

      Every day I feared they’d say, "Dude, we can’t wait anymore. We’re going to finish those dares without

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