chapter 23

I had to be very quick on the phone because I didn’t want my parents to walk in on me. I don't like to think what my Dad would have said! Mr Antolini was very nice. He was about the best teacher I ever had. When I got back to D.B’s room, Phoebe turned on the radio and we danced for a little while. We danced to about four tracks. “The front door!” I quickly ran and turned off the desk light. Then I grabbed my shoes and hid in the closet. My mum thought Phoebe had been smoking, mostly because I had been smoking in the house, which I should not have been. But she just said she lit one and put it out. Good old Phoebe. When my mum finally left, I said my goodbyes and started to cry when she borrowed me her Christmas money. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stop. I really couldn't. I walked all the way downstairs and nearly broke my goddam neck on garbage pails. I had to be quick, Mr Antolini was waiting for me, and I didn't want my Mum and Dad to catch me me. In a way, I wish they did catch me...