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Mum made me hobble to school. Unbelievable. She said a bad ankle didn’t stop me learning things. I tried to explain to Mum that it would be just a question of hobbling in to be killed by the Bummer Twins, but she wasn’t interested.

I made Jas wheel the wheelbarrow as I hopped along with a crutch. The Foxwood lads had a field day with us, shouting, “Where’s your parrot?” and so on.

Jas had perked up enough to say, “I wonder how the Bummers will kill you?”

She sounded quite interested. She’s only cheered up because Tom is coming home.

I managed to keep out of the Bummers’ way for the morning but eventually at lunchtime the fatal moment came. The Bummers cornered me in the loos. I tried to hobble off but they blocked the doorway. Here we go. Well at least death would solve the Dave the Laugh situation. Jackie just looked at me. She said, “Fancy a fag?”

What were they going to do, ritually set fire to me?

Jackie put a fag in my mouth and Alison lit it Jackie said, “Cool,” and Alison said, “Good call.” And then they just went out.

What in the name of pantyhose did that mean? Why hadn’t they duffed me up?

I hobbled over to the mirror to see what I looked like smoking. Quite cool, actually. I sucked my nose in. I definitely looked a bit Italian.

Out of the corner of my mouth I said, “Ciao, bella.”

But sadly smoke went up my nose and I had a coughing extravaganza.

I can’t believe life. As I was having my coughing fit Lindsay walked in and booked me for smoking in the loos. I saw the Bummer Twins sniggering in the corridor.

Great. Stacking gym mats for the rest of the term. Elvis passed by and saw me hobbling and heaving mats around. He laughed.