Читать книгу Barry Loser and the trouble with pets - Jim Smith - Страница 13
ОглавлениеYou know how in TV shows they just cut to a few days later?
That’s what happened next - suddenly it was Monday morning and I was walking into my classroom at school.
‘Oh my days, how brillz was that disco, Fay?’ squawked Sharonella’s voice, and I looked over to where her and Fay Snoggles usually sit next to each other.
The only thing was, Fay wasn’t sitting next to Sharonella at this exact millisecond in the history of the universe - she was sitting next to . . .
‘Erm, there seems to have been some kind of terrible mix up here,’ I said, walking over to my seat, which if you haven’t worked it out yet is where Fay had plonked her bum.
‘Hi Barry,’ grinned Fay. ‘Nigel said I could sit next to him today.’
Nigel Zuckerberg is Bunky’s real-life name, in case you didn’t know.
I looked at Bunky and he smiled up at me, the way a naughty doggy does to its owner.
‘Hmm, yes, well,’ I said all carefully, trying not to get too annoyed. After all, it was just a silly old chair. ‘If you don’t mind, could you pop back over to your own seat please?’
‘This area’s reserved for the Shazzonofskis,’ snapped Sharonella, plomping her handbag down in the chair next to her. ‘That’s me and Darren’s names squidged together,’ she said, fluttering her eyelashes at me. ‘Me and you coulda been the Losernellas if you’d played your cards right, Baz.’
I breathed in through my nostrils all slowly, the way my mum does when I’m badgering her about buying me a sausage dog. ‘Very well,’ I said. ‘I’ll sit next to Nancy.’
‘SEAT. TAKEN.’ bleeped a familikeels voice, and I spotted Anton Mildew perched next to my other best friend.
‘So wait a millisecond,’ I said, trying to work out where I was going to sit. Then I realised it was where Anton usually sits, which is right at the front of the classroom, next to his invisible friend, Invis.
‘Oh well that’s just blooming brilliant,’ I mumbled, plonking my bum down and getting ready for the worst week ever.
