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he asked, and shoved his phone back in his pocket. ‘Sorry, Lula, but guess what! Another story!’
‘Oh,’ I said, burying my freakish fears with a relieved sigh. ‘Emily Saunders? Still not found?’
‘Whoa!’ laughed Jack. ‘You do have second sight!’
Jazz tinkled a derisive laugh from the doorway as Forest nudged past to go back inside. ‘Oh, hardly,’ she smirked,her voice all sweetness and light. ‘I’ve just had a call about this from my contact at the police station. No need for Talluley’s guessing games. I’m on it, babe,’ she lilted.
Jack chuckled uncertainly at her tone, but glancing down at me his smile widened. ‘Well, Jazz,’ he said, and pulled me close. ‘Lula’s the best Hambledon High contact to have. If anyone’s going to find out anything about Emily Saunders, it’s going to be Lula.’
He pulled me into a warm hug, and while I didn’t want the moment to end I just had to murmur, ‘Alex is probably your best informer, and I’m not sure I like being called Talluley.’
‘Mm,’ said Jack, dropping a kiss on my temple that raised goosebumps over my entire body. ‘Not great, but Jazz is cool when you get to know her. I wouldn’t want the girls in my life not getting on.’
I didn’t reply, mainly because I was concentrating on not falling over in a dead faint as Jack’s lips moved to mine, but just as my eyes closed I caught sight of Jazz watching us with narrowed eyes, and my goosebumps just got bumpier.
Chapter Ten
Monday night, Channel 4 breaking news
The theme tune for Channel 4 News was already going full blast when Bingley Clarendon’s bright red pizza van pulled up in the drive with a screech and the parping of a horn.
The passenger door slammed open and Mona jumped out and sprinted for the back door. She burst in. ‘Is it on? Is it on?’
‘Where are the pizzas?’ asked Jack. I was pleased he had his priorities straight.
‘Hey, babe,’ said Jazz, lazily getting up from her chair right next to Jack’s. She bent forward and enveloped Mona in a
you’re practically my sister
hug, and reclaimed her chair.
‘Pizza coming!’ said Mona. ‘Have I missed it? Arns and Bingley took so long to come get me!’
Jon Snow was saying something about another outbreak of bird flu and wearing a tie that would work well with Blue’s fabulous cloak. The telly fuzzed for a second, melting the tie, but came back in focus when Forest clapped it expertly on the top right-hand corner.
‘Bingley was allowed to sign you out from the dorms?’ I asked.
‘Long story,’ said Mona, ‘but I’m here now.’ She threwherself down in Jack’s chair and stared at the telly intently. ‘Those poor geese,’ she said.
‘Mona!’ said Arns from the doorway. He could barely see over the top of a pile of pizza boxes.
I laughed and went to take a bunch from him, reading out the toppings as I went. Jack was crashing around in the kitchen sorting out knives, forks and plates, and Forest was getting in everyone’s way looking for glasses. They were joking around, but I could see Jack had one eye on the telly the whole time.
‘Is it on yet?’ asked Arns.
Jack checked his watch. ‘Eight minutes. Bathroom break – door doesn’t lock, don’t come crashing in.’ He jogged out the room.
‘I can’t stay much longer after that,’ said Arns. ‘Got to get back to work with Bing.’
‘No!’ said me and Mona together.
Bingley Clarendon hove into view behind Arns. ‘Who wants the bill?’ he called.
‘I got it,’ I said, and pulled out the money from my little zip purse. Mum and Dad were treating us all – they were seriously impressed by Jack’s piece, and insisted on paying for a viewing party. And who am I to disobey my parents?
‘Oh, how sweet,’ said Jazz, rising slowly from her chair again and coming over. ‘Talluley’s spending all her pocket money in one go.’
Bingley Clarendon glanced at Jazz. And couldn’t look away. ‘Oh,’ he breathed.
‘This is
‘Oh,’ I said, burying my freakish fears with a relieved sigh. ‘Emily Saunders? Still not found?’
‘Whoa!’ laughed Jack. ‘You do have second sight!’
Jazz tinkled a derisive laugh from the doorway as Forest nudged past to go back inside. ‘Oh, hardly,’ she smirked,her voice all sweetness and light. ‘I’ve just had a call about this from my contact at the police station. No need for Talluley’s guessing games. I’m on it, babe,’ she lilted.
Jack chuckled uncertainly at her tone, but glancing down at me his smile widened. ‘Well, Jazz,’ he said, and pulled me close. ‘Lula’s the best Hambledon High contact to have. If anyone’s going to find out anything about Emily Saunders, it’s going to be Lula.’
He pulled me into a warm hug, and while I didn’t want the moment to end I just had to murmur, ‘Alex is probably your best informer, and I’m not sure I like being called Talluley.’
‘Mm,’ said Jack, dropping a kiss on my temple that raised goosebumps over my entire body. ‘Not great, but Jazz is cool when you get to know her. I wouldn’t want the girls in my life not getting on.’
I didn’t reply, mainly because I was concentrating on not falling over in a dead faint as Jack’s lips moved to mine, but just as my eyes closed I caught sight of Jazz watching us with narrowed eyes, and my goosebumps just got bumpier.
Chapter Ten
Monday night, Channel 4 breaking news
The theme tune for Channel 4 News was already going full blast when Bingley Clarendon’s bright red pizza van pulled up in the drive with a screech and the parping of a horn.
The passenger door slammed open and Mona jumped out and sprinted for the back door. She burst in. ‘Is it on? Is it on?’
‘Where are the pizzas?’ asked Jack. I was pleased he had his priorities straight.
‘Hey, babe,’ said Jazz, lazily getting up from her chair right next to Jack’s. She bent forward and enveloped Mona in a
you’re practically my sister
hug, and reclaimed her chair.
‘Pizza coming!’ said Mona. ‘Have I missed it? Arns and Bingley took so long to come get me!’
Jon Snow was saying something about another outbreak of bird flu and wearing a tie that would work well with Blue’s fabulous cloak. The telly fuzzed for a second, melting the tie, but came back in focus when Forest clapped it expertly on the top right-hand corner.
‘Bingley was allowed to sign you out from the dorms?’ I asked.
‘Long story,’ said Mona, ‘but I’m here now.’ She threwherself down in Jack’s chair and stared at the telly intently. ‘Those poor geese,’ she said.
‘Mona!’ said Arns from the doorway. He could barely see over the top of a pile of pizza boxes.
I laughed and went to take a bunch from him, reading out the toppings as I went. Jack was crashing around in the kitchen sorting out knives, forks and plates, and Forest was getting in everyone’s way looking for glasses. They were joking around, but I could see Jack had one eye on the telly the whole time.
‘Is it on yet?’ asked Arns.
Jack checked his watch. ‘Eight minutes. Bathroom break – door doesn’t lock, don’t come crashing in.’ He jogged out the room.
‘I can’t stay much longer after that,’ said Arns. ‘Got to get back to work with Bing.’
‘No!’ said me and Mona together.
Bingley Clarendon hove into view behind Arns. ‘Who wants the bill?’ he called.
‘I got it,’ I said, and pulled out the money from my little zip purse. Mum and Dad were treating us all – they were seriously impressed by Jack’s piece, and insisted on paying for a viewing party. And who am I to disobey my parents?
‘Oh, how sweet,’ said Jazz, rising slowly from her chair again and coming over. ‘Talluley’s spending all her pocket money in one go.’
Bingley Clarendon glanced at Jazz. And couldn’t look away. ‘Oh,’ he breathed.
‘This is
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