said.
He didnât even slam the door behind him. I would have done.
Needless to say, the minute heâd gone I collapsed like a squashed meringue. Mumâs always said that one of these days my tongue will get the better of me. âJustcanât learn to control it, can you?â I could even hear Nan rebuking me. âWell, thatâs it, girl! Youâve really gone and done it this time.â
Iâd bawled at Indy, now Iâd bawled at Josh. But it was his own fault! He shouldnât have brought Nan into it. He knew she was the only person in my entire life whoâd ever really, truly loved me. He knew how much I missed her.
Memories of Nan came flooding over me and plunged me into even deeper depths of misery. When Mum came home at six oâclock she was considerably annoyed to find that last nightâs dinner dishes, plus this morningâs breakfast stuff, were still mouldering unwashed in the sink, and the pizza which apparently (so she said) I was supposed to have taken out of the freezer and put in the oven was still in the freezer, and the oven hadnât even been turned on, and for crying out loud, Carmen, you havenât done a single solitary thing!
I told her that I had in fact been doing myhomework, and waved Joshâs print-out at her to prove it. It wouldnât have cut any ice with Mum even if it had been true. She went on at some length about how she had been working for eight hours straight, and the least she deserved was to find dinner ready and waiting for her when she got back. I guess she had a point. One way or another, it was a pretty horrible kind of evening.
CHAPTER FOUR
Mum was on late turn next day, so I had to get up and get dressed and make like I was going to school. While I was munching cereal in the kitchen, her mobile started squawking. She yelled at me from the bathroom. âCarmen, get that for me!â So I picked it up and found it was a text message from school, alertingMum to the fact that I hadnât been there yesterday. Iâd forgotten they did that. Phew! Lucky for me Iâd got there first. I deleted it immediately.
âWho was it?â said Mum.
I told her it was someone trying to sell something.
Mum said, âSell what?â
âDidnât ask.â
âWell, in future I would like to know ,â said Mum. âIt could have been a free kitchen. How do you know it wasnât a free kitchen?â
I said, âIt wasnât a free anything. It was just rubbish.â I grabbed my bag and made for the door. âI gotta go, Iâll be late!â
I caught the bus at the usual stop, but instead of getting off at Ravenspark Road I stayed on till we reached the shopping centre. I wasnât going back to that school again ever. Of course I knew they would come for me. Iâd be hunted down like a criminal and dragged off in chains, or more likely handcuffs. Iâd heard of people being brought back to school by thepolice. But they couldnât make me stay there! Iâd just keep running off until in the end theyâd be forced to send me somewhere else. Either that, or lock me up. Whichever. I didnât care! Sooner be behind bars than have to suffer Marigold Johnson and her gang of sniggering morons every day.
â That fat freak! Whatâs she think sheâs gonna do ?â
The words still rang in my ears. I had the feeling that everyone was staring at me. Ooh, look! Fat! Body fascists, thatâs what Josh had called them. Youâre the wrong size, youâre the wrong shape! Yeeeurgh , bluuurgh , donât want her joining the club!
Thinking of Josh, as I went into the shopping centre, made me feel bad all over again. He and Indy were my two best friends, and Iâd upset both of them. Josh had trusted me with his secret. Heâd confided in me what he wouldnât even confide in his mum and dad, and I knew how hard it must have been for him. He is such a very private