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cancelled twice already, and it’s my job to make sure it doesn’t happen a third time.”
    “And how’s that going?”
    “Well, I sent them to counselling. I told them if they didn’t go to counselling, I would make sure that no self-respecting event planner would take on their wedding. They agreed immediately.”
    Kaitlyn gave a small laugh and put Jordan down.
    “Hey, mum?” she asked casually. “Is it ok if I invite C arter over for dinner sometime?”
    Her mum was instantly alert. “Why?”
    “Well,” Kaitlyn began. “I have been seeing him for a while, and I really would like you and Dad to get to know him.”
    Her mum considered it for a moment. “Ok, you let us know when’s good and if he’s allergic to anything or doesn’t eat anything, and I will make sure he feels welcome. But not this week, because you’re grounded, and your father is still mad.”
    It was the best she could hope for, really.
    “So, when you say grounded…” she trailed off.
    “I mean that you’re banned from going out with us knowing.”
    Kaitlyn looked at her mum weirdly. “With you knowing?” she repeated questioningly.
    Her mum looked at her. “Yes. Personally, I think your dad overreacted a bit. It’s not like you were in the back of a car. I’m fine with you sneaking out, as long as you go to school and come home for dinner. That’s all I ask.”
    Kaitlyn grinned. “Cool. So, what’s for dinner?”
     
    After a   very   uncomfortable dinner with her parents, Kaitlyn announced she was going to work on some homework.
    “You mean you actually went to school today?” her father snapped. Kaitlyn ignored him and ran upstairs to her room.
    Once there, she stripped off out of her uniform and changed into her ‘fat pants’ – which were really just cheap grey track pants – and a black tank top. She pulled her hair up into a messy knot on her head and smiled to herself. She now looked like she was staying in for the night. At seven ‘o’clock, she went into the upstairs lounge to watch   TV   with her parents.
    “So, you’re staying in tonight? No running away?”
    Kaitlyn rolled her eyes at her father’s pointed question. He was making it clear that he wanted her to stay home, and yet at the same time, he knew she wouldn’t.
    “Yes, Dad,” she said , faking exhaustion . “I’m staying in.”
    “Well, good , then,” her father muttered gruffly.
    “Yeah,” she sighed. “I have a big test tomorrow that I really need to study for.”
    “What on? Maybe I can help,” he offered. She shook her head and walked out of the lounge.
    “No, Dad,” she called over her shoulder. “You wouldn’t get it.”
    “I might,” he replied, following her. She turned around to face him, working up some teenage angst.
    “For God’s sake!” she cried. “I already said no!” And she slammed the door in his face.
    She heard him turn around and ask her mum “What did I do?” and giggled silently. She whipped out her phone and text Carter, to tell him to hurry up. She pulled on her black canvas shoes, which she wore as school shoes, and opened her window. Gingerly, she crawled out of it and closed it quietly behind her. She walked as quietly as she could along the roof, and then pulled herself up onto her neighbour’s tree. She climbed down it and into their backyard, and walked to the end of her street, where Carter was waiting for her. It was their usual rendezvous spot.
    “What took you so long?” he asked, smirking at her as she got in the car.
    “Sorry,” she replied, leaning in to give him a kiss. “I had to pull a tantrum. Dad wanted to help me with my homework.”
    Carter smirked. “I remember living at home, and going to high school. Life’s   so   much easier now.”
    Kaitlyn grinned cockily and shot him the bird. Carter just laughed and pulled away from the curb.
    “So, how was dinner with the ‘rents?” Carter mocked. Kaitlyn rolled her eyes.
    “I hate pretending to be a good girl. We