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the game.’
‘What game are you talking about?’
Peter Blake rolled his eyes in exasperation. ‘Your friends do favours for you. You do favours for me. I return the favour.’
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ Jenna declared.
He grinned. ‘You will. I just want to know if you’re going to play along.’
Jenna still didn’t understand what he was suggesting, but she was pretty certain it wasn’t something on Harmony House’s list of rules and regulations.
‘I’m not playing at anything,’ she said flatly. ‘I don’t owe you any favours and I don’t want any from you.’
He raised his eyebrows. ‘Yeah? Well, don’t say you weren’t warned.’ He got up. ‘See ya around.’
Weirdo, Jenna thought. What did he want, assault rifles? And what would she get in return – extra helpings of dessert? What a jerk.
But at least he’d helped her pass the time. She could leave the dining hall now.
She stopped at the little library to find something to read, and she was almost pleased to find a copy of Jane Eyre . It was funny, in away. One of the only advantages of being sent here was the fact that she wouldn’t have any homework assignments. Actually, she would get the assignments – the school would send them to Harmony House. But it wasn’t like she had to do them – no one would be checking on her. And yet here she was, voluntarily taking on the task she’d be doing at home.
Back in her room, she settled down on the bed and opened the book. She’d read enough of the book to know that Jane had endured some pretty rough times in a boarding school that was like a jail. Now Jenna could identify with the character even more.
But it was hard to concentrate on reading. Her mind kept going back to the events of the day. Tracey and Emily – all the students must know by now what had happened to her. Madame too. What were they thinking of her?
And her poor mother, who was trying so hard to make up for the bad times. But here was her daughter, getting into trouble again.
Could she ever convince them that she’d never brought a knife to school? That the whole thing had been a set-up? That Jenna Kelley was not a committed criminal?
Over and over, she relived the scene in Jackson’s office. Finally, she put the book down, turned over and buried her head in the pillow. It seemed she would have to put up with someone’s tears after all.
Her own.
C HAPTER S EVEN
W AITING FOR THE SCHOOL bus on Friday morning, Tracey moved away from the other kids and took out her mobile phone.
‘Hello?’
Tracey tried to sound natural. ‘Hi, Amanda, it’s Tracey!’
‘What do you want now ?’
Tracey couldn’t blame her for sounding annoyed. This was the fourth time she’d called in three days. In the background, she heard another voice – Nina’s, or maybe Britney’s.
‘Who is it?’ And she heard Amanda respond, ‘Nobody.’ Tracey talked fast before Amanda could hit the hang-up button.
‘I just wanted to remind you to save a seat for me at lunch. I’m planning to sit with you.’
‘Stay away from me!’ Amanda shrieked. And Tracey was disconnected.
Relieved that her morning obligation was finished, Tracey tossed the phone back in her bag. But she still had the lunchtime duty to do – and she wasn’t looking forward to that .
It was one of Ken’s ideas. Yesterday, Tracey had picked up her tray in the cafeteria and carried it over to the table where Amanda and her friends always ate lunch. Britney, Nina and Katie were already there, but Amanda hadn’t arrived yet. The three Evilettes stared at her, as if an alien had just landed at their exclusive gathering place.
‘Amanda invited me to join you guys,’ Tracey had explained.
‘She did ?’ Katie asked in disbelief.
‘When?’ Nina wanted to know.
‘Oh, we were on the phone last night, for ages,’ Tracey lied. ‘We talk all the time, you know. Anyway, she said she wanted me to sit with you all from now on.’
Amanda
‘What game are you talking about?’
Peter Blake rolled his eyes in exasperation. ‘Your friends do favours for you. You do favours for me. I return the favour.’
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ Jenna declared.
He grinned. ‘You will. I just want to know if you’re going to play along.’
Jenna still didn’t understand what he was suggesting, but she was pretty certain it wasn’t something on Harmony House’s list of rules and regulations.
‘I’m not playing at anything,’ she said flatly. ‘I don’t owe you any favours and I don’t want any from you.’
He raised his eyebrows. ‘Yeah? Well, don’t say you weren’t warned.’ He got up. ‘See ya around.’
Weirdo, Jenna thought. What did he want, assault rifles? And what would she get in return – extra helpings of dessert? What a jerk.
But at least he’d helped her pass the time. She could leave the dining hall now.
She stopped at the little library to find something to read, and she was almost pleased to find a copy of Jane Eyre . It was funny, in away. One of the only advantages of being sent here was the fact that she wouldn’t have any homework assignments. Actually, she would get the assignments – the school would send them to Harmony House. But it wasn’t like she had to do them – no one would be checking on her. And yet here she was, voluntarily taking on the task she’d be doing at home.
Back in her room, she settled down on the bed and opened the book. She’d read enough of the book to know that Jane had endured some pretty rough times in a boarding school that was like a jail. Now Jenna could identify with the character even more.
But it was hard to concentrate on reading. Her mind kept going back to the events of the day. Tracey and Emily – all the students must know by now what had happened to her. Madame too. What were they thinking of her?
And her poor mother, who was trying so hard to make up for the bad times. But here was her daughter, getting into trouble again.
Could she ever convince them that she’d never brought a knife to school? That the whole thing had been a set-up? That Jenna Kelley was not a committed criminal?
Over and over, she relived the scene in Jackson’s office. Finally, she put the book down, turned over and buried her head in the pillow. It seemed she would have to put up with someone’s tears after all.
Her own.
C HAPTER S EVEN
W AITING FOR THE SCHOOL bus on Friday morning, Tracey moved away from the other kids and took out her mobile phone.
‘Hello?’
Tracey tried to sound natural. ‘Hi, Amanda, it’s Tracey!’
‘What do you want now ?’
Tracey couldn’t blame her for sounding annoyed. This was the fourth time she’d called in three days. In the background, she heard another voice – Nina’s, or maybe Britney’s.
‘Who is it?’ And she heard Amanda respond, ‘Nobody.’ Tracey talked fast before Amanda could hit the hang-up button.
‘I just wanted to remind you to save a seat for me at lunch. I’m planning to sit with you.’
‘Stay away from me!’ Amanda shrieked. And Tracey was disconnected.
Relieved that her morning obligation was finished, Tracey tossed the phone back in her bag. But she still had the lunchtime duty to do – and she wasn’t looking forward to that .
It was one of Ken’s ideas. Yesterday, Tracey had picked up her tray in the cafeteria and carried it over to the table where Amanda and her friends always ate lunch. Britney, Nina and Katie were already there, but Amanda hadn’t arrived yet. The three Evilettes stared at her, as if an alien had just landed at their exclusive gathering place.
‘Amanda invited me to join you guys,’ Tracey had explained.
‘She did ?’ Katie asked in disbelief.
‘When?’ Nina wanted to know.
‘Oh, we were on the phone last night, for ages,’ Tracey lied. ‘We talk all the time, you know. Anyway, she said she wanted me to sit with you all from now on.’
Amanda
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