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Ice dream
Well, it went on for a bit and now Iâve forgotten the rest of it. But it did seem significant that weâd written it that particular day.
âSee?â I said. âHow cool am I!â
âI knew you would be,â said Josh. âThatâs why I knew I could tell you.â
Everyone needs someone they can tell things to. Josh had told me he was worried cos he thought he might be gay â but I couldnât tell Josh that I was worried cos I thought I might be too fat to be a rock star. I was too ashamed. I didnât have anyone I could tell.
He said, âPromise me you wonât say anything!â and I gave him my word. I promised him. He had confided in me in strictest secrecy. He had trusted me. And now that hideous hag Marigold had gone and blown it. How had she found out? I hadnât told a single solitary person. It had nearly killed me keeping it from Indy, cos me and Indy tell each other everything, but I hadnât even so much as hinted. I wouldnât do that to Josh!
My only hope was that everyone would be so busy gabbing about how Marigold had called me a fat freak and Iâd called her a moron that theyâd forget the wordssheâd yelled at me as I stalked through the door. Maybe Josh would never get to hear of it.
But I knew that he would. School is just like a seething cauldron when it comes to gossip.
CHAPTER THREE
Next day was Wednesday. Only Wednesday! I felt like I had lived through a whole week already. Mum was on early turn. She came breezing into my bedroom while I was still wrapped in the duvet with my eyes gummed shut. She started making noise almost before she even got through the door.
âCAR-MEN!â
I burrowed deeper down the bed. Mumâs voice goes all shrill when it gets loud. Not what you need, first thing in the morning.
âCarmen, Iâm off now. Iâll be back about six. OK?â
I mumbled into the duvet.
âOK?â shrieked Mum.
I said, âYes. OK!â
âRight, well, itâs time you were up. Come on, get moving!â
Mum tugged at the duvet; I tugged back.
â CAR-MEN !â
âAll right, all right!â I poked my head out, and forced my eyes open the merest crack. âIâm coming!â
âWell, just see that you are. Iâm pulling back the curtains ââ Whoosh . Blinding daylight. I quickly screwed my eyes tight shut again. Why did she have to be so brutal? âYouâve got twenty minutes to get yourself up and out!â
âYeah, yeah.â Just go away .
âIâll see you tonight.â
Yeah. See you tonight. Now go .
She went. I heard her footsteps down the hall; I heard the front door open and bang shut behind her. Within seconds, I had gone back to sleep.
If the telephone hadnât rung, I might have gone on sleeping all day. As it was, it was almost two oâclock. I couldnât believe it! Two oâclock . I had been asleep the entire morning.
The telephone went on ringing. I jumped out of bed and went into the hall to look at it, while I decided what to do. To answer or not to answer? Not . I didnât want to speak to anyone. But it kept on ringing, like it was determined to get some sort of response, so in the end I gave in and picked it up â and immediately wished I hadnât cos it was Indy again. Indy was one of the last people I wanted to speak to.
â Carm? â I held the receiver away from my ear. If Mumâs voice goes shrill, Indyâs goes all high-pitched and squealy, like a car alarm. âCarm, whatâs happening? Why arenât you in school?â
Rather sourly I said, âStill gotta headache.â
â Still? â
I said, âYeah. Why arenât you in class?â
âIâm going. I just wanted to speak to you â Iâve borrowed Connieâs phone. Carmâ¦â
âWhat?â
âYou know you said not to tell Josh? Well⦠I
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child