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over her head. ‘Otherwise –’
‘There is! There is something I wanted to say.’
‘I see.’ He sighed and began to move around her. ‘Shall we discuss it in my office?’
‘No!’ She almost leaped to plant herself in front of him again, blocking his way. ‘This can’t wait. I have to . . . um . . .’ Her thoughts whirled. ‘I have to
complain about my homework!’
‘I beg your pardon?’ He blinked.
Inwardly, Olivia winced at what she was about to do. But she had no choice – Finn and Amelia’s meet-cute moment had to be protected at all costs. If Olivia could get the two of them
together, she could unite the whole school, which meant that she and Ivy might actually be able to hang out again. Like twins should. It was crazy that they were split apart!
Pretend you’re Jessica Phelps
, she thought.
Just say exactly what she would say. She wouldn’t worry about embarrassing herself !
She drew herself up. ‘Do you realise how much homework my teachers want me to do while I’m
on-set
next week?’ she demanded. ‘Don’t any of you understand I
have commitments and responsibilities? I am a movie star, you know?’
. . . And I sound like a stuck-up witch!
she finished miserably, to herself.
Mr Carson gave her a weary smile. ‘I understand you are under a lot of pressure, Miss Abbott, especially for someone so young. What you must remember, though, is that your education is
still primary, even above your film commitments. You really wouldn’t want to fall behind.’ He started to move around her. ‘And now –’
‘No!’ Cringing inwardly, Olivia turned her nose up in the air. ‘I have to warn you, Principal Carson, you
will
be hearing from my agent about this!’
If I still have an agent, anyway.
She hadn’t spoken to Amy Teller for so long, even Olivia wasn’t sure about it!
‘I’m sure I will,’ Mr Carson said. ‘But for now, just worry about getting to your homework done
on time
, please, Miss Abbott.’
He walked past her briskly, and Olivia sagged. Reluctantly, she began to walk away, moving as slowly as possible. She came to a stop, though, when she heard Mr Carson step into his office.
‘Mr Jorgensen. And . . .?’ He sounded surprised. ‘Why are you here, Miss Thompson?’
Amelia sounded as haughty as ever as she replied, ‘I was told that you wanted to see me.’
‘Well, unless you can tell me exactly which teacher sent you here, you should get off home,’ Mr Carson said. ‘At least, unlike Mr Jorgensen, you don’t take inappropriate
toys
to school.’
‘Sir, my board isn’t a toy!’ Finn protested.
‘Save it for the office,’ Mr Carson drawled. ‘And now, Miss Thompson, if you don’t mind . . .?’
Amelia’s annoyed sigh was so loud, it carried down the hall.
Uh-oh
, Olivia thought.
Time to get out of sight. Fast!
She scampered as quickly as she could through the hallway, ducking and diving around corners until she made it out through a side door of the school. As she pushed the door open, she darted a
glance backwards, just to make sure Amelia wasn’t heading in her direction. Luckily, Amelia was nowhere in sight . . . but as Olivia tumbled through the door, she ran straight into a stinky
leather trench coat that almost smothered her.
‘I’m so sorry!’ She stumbled back, crinkling her nose at the stench.
Has this boy ever showered?
The tall, wiry older boy she’d collided with was as goth as they came – his coat had to weigh more than he did – but he had the same unwashed stench she remembered from Garrick
Stephens and the other middle school ‘Beasts’.
No, it’s even worse
, Olivia realised.
It’s a more mature version – so it’s even fouler!
Instead of scowling like one of the Beasts, though, he gave her a smirk that made her take another step backwards.
‘Don’t you worry, sweetie-pie,’ he drawled, in an obviously fake growly voice. ‘You’re not the first girl to have a crush on me.’ His grin deepened. He
‘There is! There is something I wanted to say.’
‘I see.’ He sighed and began to move around her. ‘Shall we discuss it in my office?’
‘No!’ She almost leaped to plant herself in front of him again, blocking his way. ‘This can’t wait. I have to . . . um . . .’ Her thoughts whirled. ‘I have to
complain about my homework!’
‘I beg your pardon?’ He blinked.
Inwardly, Olivia winced at what she was about to do. But she had no choice – Finn and Amelia’s meet-cute moment had to be protected at all costs. If Olivia could get the two of them
together, she could unite the whole school, which meant that she and Ivy might actually be able to hang out again. Like twins should. It was crazy that they were split apart!
Pretend you’re Jessica Phelps
, she thought.
Just say exactly what she would say. She wouldn’t worry about embarrassing herself !
She drew herself up. ‘Do you realise how much homework my teachers want me to do while I’m
on-set
next week?’ she demanded. ‘Don’t any of you understand I
have commitments and responsibilities? I am a movie star, you know?’
. . . And I sound like a stuck-up witch!
she finished miserably, to herself.
Mr Carson gave her a weary smile. ‘I understand you are under a lot of pressure, Miss Abbott, especially for someone so young. What you must remember, though, is that your education is
still primary, even above your film commitments. You really wouldn’t want to fall behind.’ He started to move around her. ‘And now –’
‘No!’ Cringing inwardly, Olivia turned her nose up in the air. ‘I have to warn you, Principal Carson, you
will
be hearing from my agent about this!’
If I still have an agent, anyway.
She hadn’t spoken to Amy Teller for so long, even Olivia wasn’t sure about it!
‘I’m sure I will,’ Mr Carson said. ‘But for now, just worry about getting to your homework done
on time
, please, Miss Abbott.’
He walked past her briskly, and Olivia sagged. Reluctantly, she began to walk away, moving as slowly as possible. She came to a stop, though, when she heard Mr Carson step into his office.
‘Mr Jorgensen. And . . .?’ He sounded surprised. ‘Why are you here, Miss Thompson?’
Amelia sounded as haughty as ever as she replied, ‘I was told that you wanted to see me.’
‘Well, unless you can tell me exactly which teacher sent you here, you should get off home,’ Mr Carson said. ‘At least, unlike Mr Jorgensen, you don’t take inappropriate
toys
to school.’
‘Sir, my board isn’t a toy!’ Finn protested.
‘Save it for the office,’ Mr Carson drawled. ‘And now, Miss Thompson, if you don’t mind . . .?’
Amelia’s annoyed sigh was so loud, it carried down the hall.
Uh-oh
, Olivia thought.
Time to get out of sight. Fast!
She scampered as quickly as she could through the hallway, ducking and diving around corners until she made it out through a side door of the school. As she pushed the door open, she darted a
glance backwards, just to make sure Amelia wasn’t heading in her direction. Luckily, Amelia was nowhere in sight . . . but as Olivia tumbled through the door, she ran straight into a stinky
leather trench coat that almost smothered her.
‘I’m so sorry!’ She stumbled back, crinkling her nose at the stench.
Has this boy ever showered?
The tall, wiry older boy she’d collided with was as goth as they came – his coat had to weigh more than he did – but he had the same unwashed stench she remembered from Garrick
Stephens and the other middle school ‘Beasts’.
No, it’s even worse
, Olivia realised.
It’s a more mature version – so it’s even fouler!
Instead of scowling like one of the Beasts, though, he gave her a smirk that made her take another step backwards.
‘Don’t you worry, sweetie-pie,’ he drawled, in an obviously fake growly voice. ‘You’re not the first girl to have a crush on me.’ His grin deepened. He
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