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about.
                  ‘ Ready, then ? ’
                  We all looked at each other.
                  ‘ Straight to the car, single file.  Curtis first, followed by Kate - ’
                  We edged down the steps.  Curtis hovered his foot above the water.
                  ‘ Should we take our shoes and socks off ?’ he asked.
                  Greg groaned .‘ This is n’ t a day at the seaside, moron.'
                  ‘I’ ve got my best trainers on, man.  I do n’ t want them getting trashed.  That water looks smelly . ’
                  ‘ You do n’ t know what yo u’ ll be treading on ,’ said Leon.  ‘ Keep them on . ’
                  Curtis huffed, then plunged his foot.
                  ‘ Waaah!  I t’ s cold ! ’
                  ‘ Do n’ t drop the keys ,’ said Gemma.
                  She turned to me and muttered ,‘ Why has Curtis been given the most important job ? ’
                  ‘ Because i t’ s his car ?’ I replied.
                  Curtis stepped down. The water came up to his thighs.
                  ‘ Someone film this ,’ he said.  ‘ I t’ ll get loads of hits . ’
                 
                  He started laughing.  In a way Iwas glad.  It made me feel more relaxed about what we were about to do.  I could n’ t help thinking about Byron, though, and why h e’ d chosen to stay behind, whether he'd be okay. Leon leant towards me.
                  ‘ You next ,’ he whispered.
    He gave my hand a squeeze.  The feeling thrilled me.
                  ‘ Ready ? ’
                  ‘ Yeah . ’
                  ‘ Stay close to Curtis.  I’ m right behind you . ’
                  I put my feet in the water and was shocked by the cold.  I was wearing flimsy pumps, no socks.  The squelchy feeling was horrible.  I placed my hands around Curti s’ s waist.  Leon put his hands on mine and we proceeded in a train.  The rain was so fierce it was hard to look ahead.  It drenched us, dripped off our brows, our noses, our chins.  Curtis waded forward and I followed, but as soon we were away from the shelter of the doorway, the force of the torrent took control.  Suddenly, it was up to our hips and we could n’ t stop ourselves from staggering sideways. I managed to widen my feet, which held me solid for a moment, but Leon lost grip of my waist and was forced back inside the doorway with the others, leaving Curtis and I in the water.
    ‘ Hold on !’ Curtis yelled. 
                  The rush was so loud.  My stance started to slip. 
                  ‘ I ca n’ t hold for much longer !’ I cried. 
    I could hear everyone screaming our names, shouting :‘ Come back!  Turn around ! ’ 
    But we could n’ t. 
    It was enough of a struggle to stay standing, let alone turn.
                  ‘ Throw us something !’ said Curtis.  ‘ A rope or something ! ’
                  They did n’ t have a rope, of course.
                  I caught Leo n’ s eye for a second, then the next thing I knew, he was diving forward heroically.  He grabbed us both, yanked us towards him.  We all fell.  I do n’ t know what happened to him and Curtis, but I slipped under.  The dirty water rushed in my face, filled my nose and mouth.  I spluttered and gasped.  I could feel my back scraping along the ground.  Was this it?  Was I about to drown?
    Just in time, a pair of hands were upon me.  Not Leo n’ s, butGre g’ s. Gre g’ s giant hands. He hoisted me up, then Leon, then Curtis.  He dragged us into the doorway and we all collapsed in a heap on the stairs.

Chapter Eight
     
    Minutes later we were back in the dry of the art