had
changed
!’
‘You mean changed her mind?’ she scoffs.
‘That’s not
magic
!’
‘No, that’s not what I—’
‘OMG!
What
is
that?
’ Kimmy cries,
staring at something behind me.
I follow her gaze to a bright pink limousine parked just
outside the school gates.
It’s so cool!
‘That’s so tacky.’ Kimmy winces. ‘I
bet it’s here for the Megabimbos, It’s their garish
signature colour after all.’
Sure enough, the back door opens and Megan leaps out –
but to my surprise she runs straight towards us, grabbing me in a
tight hug that nearly knocks me off my feet.
‘I’m outta here!’ Kimmy rolls her eyes.
‘No! Wait!’ I call after her.
‘I’m late, Luce!’ Kimmy yells over her
shoulder as she hurries away. ‘See ya.’
‘Lucy Andrews –’ Megan pulls back from me,
her eyes sparkling – ‘your mum is
MEGA-cool!’
‘Uh . . . r
eally
?’ A trickle of fear runs
down my spine. Shazza was supposed to stay inside, keep a low
profile . . .
‘I can’t believe she organized a retro pizza party
for all the girls in our class – and a limo to pick us
up!’
‘She did
what
?’ I gasp. OMG. That is the
polar opposite
of keeping a low profile!
Megan’s hand flies to her mouth. ‘Was it supposed
to be a surprise? I didn’t know anything about it till just
now, but she’s cleared it with all our parentals, and
I’ve been rounding everyone up since I know, well,
everyone
.’ She beams as she flicks her hair.
‘And you’re the last one! So let’s
go!’
‘Wait – what about Kimmy?’ I turn towards
the sports block. ‘I should tell her.’
‘She looked pretty busy to me,’ Megan says.
‘Why don’t you text her and she can come over
later?’
‘I dunno . . .’
‘Hey,’ Megan interrupts. ‘Is that Zak
talking to your mum?’
‘
What?
’ I spin round quickly.
#Disaster!
26 SHAZZA
Lucy’s face is priceless –
she’s so surprised! This is the best plan ever! I wave
across the playground at her, when suddenly I notice a teenage
boy standing beside me.
‘Hi,’ he says.
‘Hi.’ I smile, curling a strand of
hair around my finger. Boys in the future might have bizarro hair
and baggy trousers, but they’re still
really
cute.
‘You’re Lucy’s mum,
right?’ he says.
‘Oh. Um. Yeah.’ I clear my throat,
reminding myself I’m old enough to be
his
mother
too. Plus he looks kind of familiar . . . ‘OMGA! You must
be Zak!’
His brown eyes flicker. ‘How did you know
that?’
‘Oh, er, Lucy tells me about everyone at
school.’ I shrug in what I hope is a nonchalant way.
I’ve read about being nonchalant around boys. I’m
still not
quite
sure what it means though . . .
He nods. ‘Cool jacket, Mrs A.’
‘Oh, Lucy’s the cool one,’ I
insist, seizing my chance to big her up. ‘She chose
it.’
‘She’s got good taste.’ Zak
smiles.
In boys too, I think. ‘Lucy’s totally
awesome,’ I gush. ‘She’s so smart, and funny,
and kind. We’re more like friends than mother and
daughter!’
‘Sha—
Mum
!’ Lucy runs
over. ‘What’s up?’
‘Nothing!’ I insist. ‘I was
just talking to Zak.’
‘Hey, Luce.’ Zak nudges her gently on
the arm and Lucy’s cheeks flush bright pink – it is
SO cute!
A car horn beeps.
‘Gotta go!’ Zak grins. ‘It was
nice to meet you, Mrs A. See ya, Luce!’
As soon as he’s out of earshot I turn to
Lucy. ‘OMGA! He is so phat.’
‘What?’ Lucy glares at me.
‘Zak’s not fat!’
‘No – “
phat”
– you know. Like cool!’
Lucy shakes her head. ‘What happened to
keeping a low profile?’ she hisses. ‘And what’s
with the limo? And the party?’
‘Don’t you like it?’ I ask
anxiously. What if I’ve got this majorly wrong? What if she
hates it?
But Lucy’s faces breaks into a grin.
‘I love it!’
‘Hooray!’ I beam, flinging open the
door. ‘Tonight, Cinderella, I am your fairy
godmother!’
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changed
!’
‘You mean changed her mind?’ she scoffs.
‘That’s not
magic
!’
‘No, that’s not what I—’
‘OMG!
What
is
that?
’ Kimmy cries,
staring at something behind me.
I follow her gaze to a bright pink limousine parked just
outside the school gates.
It’s so cool!
‘That’s so tacky.’ Kimmy winces. ‘I
bet it’s here for the Megabimbos, It’s their garish
signature colour after all.’
Sure enough, the back door opens and Megan leaps out –
but to my surprise she runs straight towards us, grabbing me in a
tight hug that nearly knocks me off my feet.
‘I’m outta here!’ Kimmy rolls her eyes.
‘No! Wait!’ I call after her.
‘I’m late, Luce!’ Kimmy yells over her
shoulder as she hurries away. ‘See ya.’
‘Lucy Andrews –’ Megan pulls back from me,
her eyes sparkling – ‘your mum is
MEGA-cool!’
‘Uh . . . r
eally
?’ A trickle of fear runs
down my spine. Shazza was supposed to stay inside, keep a low
profile . . .
‘I can’t believe she organized a retro pizza party
for all the girls in our class – and a limo to pick us
up!’
‘She did
what
?’ I gasp. OMG. That is the
polar opposite
of keeping a low profile!
Megan’s hand flies to her mouth. ‘Was it supposed
to be a surprise? I didn’t know anything about it till just
now, but she’s cleared it with all our parentals, and
I’ve been rounding everyone up since I know, well,
everyone
.’ She beams as she flicks her hair.
‘And you’re the last one! So let’s
go!’
‘Wait – what about Kimmy?’ I turn towards
the sports block. ‘I should tell her.’
‘She looked pretty busy to me,’ Megan says.
‘Why don’t you text her and she can come over
later?’
‘I dunno . . .’
‘Hey,’ Megan interrupts. ‘Is that Zak
talking to your mum?’
‘
What?
’ I spin round quickly.
#Disaster!
26 SHAZZA
Lucy’s face is priceless –
she’s so surprised! This is the best plan ever! I wave
across the playground at her, when suddenly I notice a teenage
boy standing beside me.
‘Hi,’ he says.
‘Hi.’ I smile, curling a strand of
hair around my finger. Boys in the future might have bizarro hair
and baggy trousers, but they’re still
really
cute.
‘You’re Lucy’s mum,
right?’ he says.
‘Oh. Um. Yeah.’ I clear my throat,
reminding myself I’m old enough to be
his
mother
too. Plus he looks kind of familiar . . . ‘OMGA! You must
be Zak!’
His brown eyes flicker. ‘How did you know
that?’
‘Oh, er, Lucy tells me about everyone at
school.’ I shrug in what I hope is a nonchalant way.
I’ve read about being nonchalant around boys. I’m
still not
quite
sure what it means though . . .
He nods. ‘Cool jacket, Mrs A.’
‘Oh, Lucy’s the cool one,’ I
insist, seizing my chance to big her up. ‘She chose
it.’
‘She’s got good taste.’ Zak
smiles.
In boys too, I think. ‘Lucy’s totally
awesome,’ I gush. ‘She’s so smart, and funny,
and kind. We’re more like friends than mother and
daughter!’
‘Sha—
Mum
!’ Lucy runs
over. ‘What’s up?’
‘Nothing!’ I insist. ‘I was
just talking to Zak.’
‘Hey, Luce.’ Zak nudges her gently on
the arm and Lucy’s cheeks flush bright pink – it is
SO cute!
A car horn beeps.
‘Gotta go!’ Zak grins. ‘It was
nice to meet you, Mrs A. See ya, Luce!’
As soon as he’s out of earshot I turn to
Lucy. ‘OMGA! He is so phat.’
‘What?’ Lucy glares at me.
‘Zak’s not fat!’
‘No – “
phat”
– you know. Like cool!’
Lucy shakes her head. ‘What happened to
keeping a low profile?’ she hisses. ‘And what’s
with the limo? And the party?’
‘Don’t you like it?’ I ask
anxiously. What if I’ve got this majorly wrong? What if she
hates it?
But Lucy’s faces breaks into a grin.
‘I love it!’
‘Hooray!’ I beam, flinging open the
door. ‘Tonight, Cinderella, I am your fairy
godmother!’
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