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the window. 
    ‘ Actually, I take that back. Maybe this is the end of western civilisation?  Look at it! The only bit of dry land left is that crappy hump of rubble where the fourth years hang out - ’
    He pointed to the overgrown ridge that ran along the back of the school, all the way from Vis A to the main reception at the other end.
    ‘ You know what we need ?’ he said.  ‘ Surf boards!  Find me something board-shaped and I'll become Hurst's first inland wave rider!  We'll make a hot clip for YouTube - '
    'Forgodsake, Curtis!' snapped Greg.   'Just for once , can you stop talking out of your arse - or, I promise you, I'll shove your witless, gobby face into the flood!  Can't you see this is majorly bad?'
    Greg wasn't much of a talker.  He tended to keep his profile low, hid his mood beneath a flop of jet-black fringe.  But I'd spent enough time with him (via Gemma) to know that when people wound him up, he didn't hold back.   He reminded me of an injured wolf - if you came across one, you'd feel sorry for it, but you'd be a little scared too, in case it went for you.  I guess he had his reasons.  I'd probably be the same if I lost my mum.
    In response to his outburst, Curtis started to sulk.
    ‘ Just trying to lighten the atmosphere, dude.  No need to throw a wobbly.'
    ‘ Like we care ,’ sneered Gemma.
    I stepped between them.
    ‘ At least w e’ re safe up here ,’ I said, trying to keep the peace.  ‘ I t’ ll take a lot for the water to reach this high.  The real issue is whether our families are okay - ’
    Gemma now turned to me.
    ‘ Kate ! ’ she raged.  ‘ Do you have to keep going on about our families?'
    I blinked, surprised by her outburst.  I mean, she'd been the one who'd made the biggest fuss about calling home.  She huffed, flicked her tongue stud, stood up in a temper.
    ‘I’ ve had enough of this,' she hissed.  ' I’ m not hanging round here waiting to be washed away.  I'm leaving . ’
    ‘ You ca n’ t ,’ I argued.  ‘ I t’ s too dangerous. Le t’ s keep calling until we get through to someone, then we'll ask for help - ’
    ‘ Oh, grow up, Kate!  Grow some guts!'
    I hated it when Gemma got like this, all prickly and spiteful.  Sometimes it felt like she took everything out on other people, namely me.  She, Leon and Curtis started talking at once, arguing about how to get out, how to get home.  Curtis suggested a raft.  Gemma made threats about swimming.  Leon started raving about some survival course h e’ d been on with his brother. 
    Then Byron spoke up.
    ‘ SH E’ S RIGHT ,’ he said, in a voice that was crisper than all of theirs.
    They stopped, turned towards him.  He was sitting cross-legged on top of the table, twiddling a pencil.
    ‘ What do you know, Knitwear ?’ said Curtis.
    ‘ I know that Kat e’ s right ,’ said Byron.  ‘ W e’ re safe up here.  We should stay . ’
    ‘ Who does he think he is ? ’ whispered Curtis.  ‘ Yoda ? ’
    The silence showed what everyone else thought.
    Leon crossed his arms.
    ‘ Le t’ s go , ’ he said, glossing over Byro n’ s warning.  ‘ No more time wasting.  Le t’ s make a plan to get the freak out of here . ’
    Byron shrugged and sat back.
    ‘ Suit yourself ,’ he muttered.
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    It was n’ t long before the focus turned to Curti s’ s car.
    ‘ The water in that bit of the car park is n’ t too deep yet ,’ said Leon optimistically.  ‘ If we can get to your car, Cur t’ , we might be able to drive through the flood, get to higher ground, then find our way onto one of the back roads . ’
    Curtis was the only one who could drive.  H e’ d passed his test a month ago, as soon as h e’ d turned seventeen.  (Hard to believe, but technically, he was a whole year older than the rest of us.  H e’ d been kept down a school year – not because he was stupid, but because he was so easily distracted.)
    ‘ I do n’ t want the Shaggi