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6:35 p.m.
ОглавлениеTime ticking away. It’s like waiting to be buried, I should think. Or being in RE.
Phoned Jas. I wanted to know if Tom had heard anything from his gorgeous older brother, the Sex God, but I didn’t want to let Jas know that I wasn’t interested in her life. So I asked her a few questions about her “boyfriend” first.
“Hi, Jas, how are you and Tom getting along?”
She went all girlish and giggly. “Well, do you know, we were just laughing so much because Tom said that he was in the shop the other day and—”
“Jas, did he mention anything, you know, interesting?”
“Oh yeah, loads.”
There was a pause– she drives me INSANE!
I said, “Like what?”
“Well, he was thinking of suggesting that they start selling more dairy products in their shop, because—”
“No, no, Jas I said interesting– not really, really boring. Has he, for instance, mentioned his gorgey older brother?”
Jas was a bit huffy but she said, “Hang on a minute.” Then I heard her shouting, “Tom! Have you spoken to Robbie?”
In the distance I heard Tom shouting, “No, he’s gone away on a footie trip.”
I said to Jas, “I know that.”
Jas shouted again, “She knows that.”
Tom shouted, “Who knows that?”
“Georgia.”
Then I heard Jas’s mum shouting from somewhere, “Why does Georgia want to know about Robbie? Isn’t she off to New Zealand?”
Jas shouted, “Yes, she is. But she’s desperate to see him before she goes.”
I said to Jas urgently, “Jas, Jas, I wanted to find out when he’s back, I didn’t want to discuss it with your street.”
Jas went all huffy. “I’m only trying to help.”
“Well don’t.”
“Well I won’t, then.”
“Good.”
There was a silence. “Jas?”
“What?”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m not helping.”
I’m going to have to kill her.
“Ask Tom when Robbie is due back.”
“Huh. I don’t see why I should, but I will.”
She shouted out again, “Tom, when is Robbie back?”
Jas’s mum yelled, “I thought he was going out with Lindsay?”
Tom yelled back, “He was, but then Georgia and him got together instead.”
Jas’s mum said, “Well, Lindsay will be very upset.”
This was UNBELIEVABLE.
Tom yelled back again, “Tell Georgia he’s not back again until late Monday.”
Next Monday! Next Monday. By that time I would be being bored half to death by Maoris. I tried to be brave so that I wouldn’t upset Jas. “I know I can joke about it and everything, but I have fancied Robbie for so long. And it’s not just because he is in The Stiff Dylans. You know that. It’s a whole year since I started stalking him. It was so groovy when he kissed me, I thought I would go completely jelloid and start dribbling. Luckily I didn’t. And I think he will forget about that chunk of my hair snapping off, don’t you?”
There was this clanking noise and then Jas said, with her mouth full, “Hello? Hello? What were you saying? I just went and got myself a sandwich while Tom was shouting at you.”
Qu’est ce que le point?