all.â
This is weird. Surely Dad wouldnât lie to me about her being dead. But if sheâs not dead, then what was he crying about last night?
I get to school just as the bell rings, so I hurry to form assembly without going to my locker first. I try to convince myself that itâs because I missed the tram, but actually itâs because I donât want to run into Tahni. Or Ben. I donât really want to see George, either, but weâre in the same form, so I canât avoid him.
Except it seems like I can, because he studiously ignores me throughout form assembly, and then runs off as soon as the first period bell rings. Iâm ridiculously glad, because it means I donât have to confront the fact thatâs been churning at the back of my mind since last night. The terrible truth that George was right about Ben.
As I make my way from form assembly to History, I run into Nina Kennan.
âGreat party, hey?â she says. âI was so wasted.â
âYeah,â I say. âWasted.â
âHave you seen Tahni?â
I shake my head and feel guilty.
âShe must still be sick.â Nina leans towards me conspiratorially. âI heard her mum took her to hospital. After Chris dropped her home.â
âHospital?â
âShe got her stomach pumped. Alcohol poisoning.â
âOh no,â I say. I remember her, stumbling away with Chris Stitz. âI didnât realise she was that drunk.â
Nina winks at me. âIâm sure you had other things on your mind,â she says with a smile. âLike that gorgeous man of yours.â
I ignore this. âShe really had her stomach pumped? Youâre sure?â
I swallow. It wasnât my fault. Tahniâs a big girl. She should have known better than to drink so much. And it still doesnât excuse her behaviour.
âYep,â says Nina. âI had to have it done last New Yearâs. They force a tube down your throat and put charcoal in your stomach. The charcoal soaks up the alcohol and makes you vomit up all this black stuff.â
Make her stop. I donât want to be here. I donât want to think about Tahni with a tube in her throat.
âI have to go,â I say. âI have a . . . a thing. See you.â
I flee, feeling like the lowliest, most hateful and awfullest creature in the world.
I donât listen in History. Not even when Mr Loriot misspells goverment , disemmination and reccurrance . I canât stop thinking about Tahni, lying in hospital with charcoal smeared around her mouth, the same way that eyeliner was smeared around her eyes at the party. I think about what George said.
Maybe itâs because she hasnât found the right one? And so sheâs trying and trying to find one she has a connection with, and you stroll in and find the perfect boy on the first go.
But did I?
I think about Ben dancing with Tahni. And talking to the blonde girl in the kitchen. I think about all the times he called me on the phone or hung out with me. I think about him kissing me. I think about Imaginary Ben. He wouldnât have got me to keep doing his MySpace page. He would have done his own English project. He wouldnât hit me up every recess for a dollar to buy a Mars Bar.
When the bell goes, I wander out in a daze and shuffle towards my locker.
I feel hands on my waist and turn. Itâs Ben. He leans in to kiss me, and I pull away. I donât know why, but I donât want him to touch me. Every thing I ever found adorable about him now seems sleazy and repulsive. His perfect-fitting uniform and perfect floppy hair are annoying. How much time does he spend in front of the mirror every morning getting it to look like that?
âDid you get my email?â Ben asks. He doesnât appear to notice my repulsion. âIâve got a few more suggestions for my project.â
He doesnât ask what happened to me at the party. He probably
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