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Authors: Jacqueline Wilson
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Iâve got to go to the dentist now even if I get a gum boil and half my fillings fall out. I canât even get a cold or a cough or a tummy upset. Miss Maynard showed Mum my forged sick notes. And then Mum told Dad so I wonât even be able to swing things whenIâm at his place. I have to stay at boring old school even though the teachers just shout at me now and Aileen and Fiona whisper secrets and wonât play with me properly and I keep coming bottom in all the tests.
I canât even go to the garden for long after school because Mum knows what time I should get back to her place and even though sheâs not there Katie always tells on me. Itâs even worse when Iâm at Dadâs. Carrie comes to meet me off the bus and she looks awful now with her great huge bump and Iâm scared people will think sheâs a proper relative instead of just a stupid stepmother. I just have time to charge down Larkspur Lane, climb over the gate, give Radish one quick sail across the lake and back, maybe let her take a two minute trek in the grassy jungle, and then itâs home again home again
jiggetty jig
only I havenât got a home any more and Radish seems to be getting a bit fed up with my pocket.
I wish I could make a real home for her. I tried making her a Japanese bag out of one of Dadâs hankies and then I thought about making her a proper little Japanese house but Crystal kept trailing round after me asking what I was doing, and then when I got the big box of kitchenmatches to construct a wooden house Carrie suddenly swooped and snatched them away.
âIâm sorry, Andy, but I canât let you play with matches.â
âIâm not going to
play
with them. Iâm going to make something with them.â
âYes, itâs going to be a little house and sheâs made a tiny screen out of a cigarette packet and a baby tree out of a bit of twig and sheâs going to make Radish a special frock called a kimona,â Crystal burbled.
âShut
up
, Crystal,â I hissed, because it would all get spoilt if everyone knew.
It was spoilt anyway. Carrie still wouldnât let me have the matches. I did try to think of making the house with something else but then Zen trod on the screen after Iâd spent ages colouring in little tiny Japanese things all over it. Carrie helped me a bit. In fact she did the drawing part and she had the ideas and Zen kept pestering and eventually he just went
stamp
. Carrie said we could do another screen but I said no thanks. I didnât really want her poking her nose in anyway. I wanted it to be a secret for Radish and me with no-one else involved, not even Crystal.
I tried again when I was at Mumâs. I snaffled an old shoe-box and I spent ages getting all the thread off some cotton reels but Katie was poisonous.
âOh how sweet. Little Andy Pandyâs playing house with her dinky toy rabbit. But I think itâs rather a dodgy site. I have a feeling this is an earthquake area. Whatâs that? Did you feel a tremor? Whoops!â
She reached out and Radish and her home went flying. So then I reached out and Katie went flying.
Mum was furious and wouldnât even listen why.
âIâve told you and told you, Andy. You are
not
to hit Katie, no matter what. You
must
stop this disgraceful bullying, especially when Katieâs so much smaller than you.â
And as if that wasnât enough, Katie deliberately pulled two buttons off her school blouse. Mum saw and tutted and went to her sewing-box â and then I got into another row because she said Iâd mucked up all her thread.
I was in so much trouble that I decided I might just as well stay for ages in the Larkspur Lane garden and miss my bus. Miss two buses,even three. Katie could blab all she liked to Mum as Iâd stopped caring.
âDo you hear that, Radish?â I said, as we climbed over the gate. âWe can stay here as long as you
I canât even go to the garden for long after school because Mum knows what time I should get back to her place and even though sheâs not there Katie always tells on me. Itâs even worse when Iâm at Dadâs. Carrie comes to meet me off the bus and she looks awful now with her great huge bump and Iâm scared people will think sheâs a proper relative instead of just a stupid stepmother. I just have time to charge down Larkspur Lane, climb over the gate, give Radish one quick sail across the lake and back, maybe let her take a two minute trek in the grassy jungle, and then itâs home again home again
jiggetty jig
only I havenât got a home any more and Radish seems to be getting a bit fed up with my pocket.
I wish I could make a real home for her. I tried making her a Japanese bag out of one of Dadâs hankies and then I thought about making her a proper little Japanese house but Crystal kept trailing round after me asking what I was doing, and then when I got the big box of kitchenmatches to construct a wooden house Carrie suddenly swooped and snatched them away.
âIâm sorry, Andy, but I canât let you play with matches.â
âIâm not going to
play
with them. Iâm going to make something with them.â
âYes, itâs going to be a little house and sheâs made a tiny screen out of a cigarette packet and a baby tree out of a bit of twig and sheâs going to make Radish a special frock called a kimona,â Crystal burbled.
âShut
up
, Crystal,â I hissed, because it would all get spoilt if everyone knew.
It was spoilt anyway. Carrie still wouldnât let me have the matches. I did try to think of making the house with something else but then Zen trod on the screen after Iâd spent ages colouring in little tiny Japanese things all over it. Carrie helped me a bit. In fact she did the drawing part and she had the ideas and Zen kept pestering and eventually he just went
stamp
. Carrie said we could do another screen but I said no thanks. I didnât really want her poking her nose in anyway. I wanted it to be a secret for Radish and me with no-one else involved, not even Crystal.
I tried again when I was at Mumâs. I snaffled an old shoe-box and I spent ages getting all the thread off some cotton reels but Katie was poisonous.
âOh how sweet. Little Andy Pandyâs playing house with her dinky toy rabbit. But I think itâs rather a dodgy site. I have a feeling this is an earthquake area. Whatâs that? Did you feel a tremor? Whoops!â
She reached out and Radish and her home went flying. So then I reached out and Katie went flying.
Mum was furious and wouldnât even listen why.
âIâve told you and told you, Andy. You are
not
to hit Katie, no matter what. You
must
stop this disgraceful bullying, especially when Katieâs so much smaller than you.â
And as if that wasnât enough, Katie deliberately pulled two buttons off her school blouse. Mum saw and tutted and went to her sewing-box â and then I got into another row because she said Iâd mucked up all her thread.
I was in so much trouble that I decided I might just as well stay for ages in the Larkspur Lane garden and miss my bus. Miss two buses,even three. Katie could blab all she liked to Mum as Iâd stopped caring.
âDo you hear that, Radish?â I said, as we climbed over the gate. âWe can stay here as long as you
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