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thousand. They trust me, Jem, you see. They trust me with it.”
    “What if you get mugged or something, carrying all that lot?”
    Even in the dark, I could see his big grin. “I’ll be alright.I’ve got you and your blade to protect me. You can be my bodyguard.”
    “Sod off,” I said. I felt stupid now, for bringing it with me. “It’s just being out at night. I didn’t feel safe.”
    “I’m not criticizing, man. It’s cool. Got one myself.”
    “Put the bloody envelope away before someone sees, and let’s get out of here.”
    He stuffed it back in his pocket and we set off again. He was strutting now, like the cat that got the cream. I didn’t want to spoil it for him, but I did want him to think about it before he got in too deep.
    “Spider, Baz is using you. If it wasn’t risky, he’d do it himself, whatever it is you’re doing. You’re the one who’ll get busted. Fancy a spell on the inside, do you?”
    “Nah, I’ll be fine. I’m careful. I’ll just do it for a few months. Couple of years and I’ll be out of here. You can go a long, long way with a little money in your pocket.”
    And I thought, with a chill,
You’re not going anywhere, mate. Another couple of weeks in this hole, that’s all.
And it made me feel sad, so sad. The thing was, with Spider and me, something weird was happening. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t just observing. I’d got involved. I was starting to hope that his number was wrong, that it was all just in my head, not real. But I knew that it was real. One way or another, he was checking out in two weeks, and, God help me, I wanted to protect him. More than that, I wanted to save him.

CHAPTER SEVEN
     
    Of course, Karen was waiting for me when I got in, and I got the usual grief from her. To try and calm her down, I went back to school, but a week later it all blew up again, big style. To be honest, most of the kids that had tormented me before left me alone. Someone had seen me at the party, and the association with Baz was keeping them quiet. Friends in high places. There were still a few comments about me and Spider and the company we were keeping, but they were mostly teasing; it wasn’t so sly, and there was a bit of respect now.
    “Don’t upset Jem. She’s a gangsta now! Gangsta babe!”
    I was starting to see why Spider was walking taller. It felt good not to be at the bottom of the heap.
    But on the edge of this, all the time, were Jordan and his crew. He’d reappeared at school on the Monday after Baz’s party and kept his distance from me, but I knew he was watching. Biding his time. Three rows behind me in the classroom, the thought of his eyes on the back of my head made my scalp itch.
    He broke cover one day during morning recess. I was walking ’round by the science lab when I realized there werepeople closing in behind me. I looked ’round, and saw two of Jordan’s mates following. I thought,
Sod it, I’m not going to run,
and kept on walking, ’round the corner and right into Jordan himself. His hand shot out, and he pushed me in the middle of my chest.
    “Where you going, gangsta?”
    “None of your fucking business. Just let me get past.”
    “No, I want to talk to you.”
    “I’ve got nothing to say to you.” I was talking tough, but feeling trapped, my heart pounding away like crazy. They’d got me in a quiet corner; there were five of them altogether. I didn’t stand a chance unless I called on my secret friend. My hand tightened around the handle of the knife in my pocket.
    “I don’t like you, Jem, and I don’t like your boyfriend.”
    “He’s not my —”
    “Shut up! I’m talking.” He liked it, that feeling of power. It irritated me, how a prick like him had to have all his boys there to intimidate me. I know I should have kept my eyes down, said nothing, perhaps taken a punch or two, let it all blow over. But he’d got under my skin, and I wasn’t thinking straight.
    I pulled the knife out and held it