of my neck.
âCome on, seriously,â she says. âItâs no big deal. Where do you live?â
âOK, thanks,â I say gratefully. âIâm on the Hume Highway in South Strathfield.â
We clamber in the car and I take the back seat, trying to catch a glimpse of those guys from the park. Something about them made me uneasy.
After a few minutes, I notice that Sammy has fallen asleep.
âHeâs really tired,â Gillian says, looking at me in the rear-view mirror. âHe likes sameness and routines, and being alone in that park wouldâve been hard on him.â
âI bet,â I say. âHe comes into the juice bar all the time, so I knew that he was out of his comfort zone as soon as I saw him.â
âItâs so nice that you looked after him,â she says. âI honestly feel so awful. How long was he with you for?â
âTwenty minutes or so,â I tell her. âI had just finished work and walked a co-worker to her car, and when I cut through the park on the way to the bus stop I saw him with those guys.â
She stops at a red light, then rubs her temples.
âGod, I was so panicked when he wasnât home,â she says. âI didnât think he would try to walk to Burwood on his own. And I couldnât call my parents. I just started driving around in circles looking for him. Stupid Parramatta Road traffic.â
She says nothing for a while, and neither do I, but I can tell from her driving that sheâs tense.
Finally she says, âIâm just scared they did something to him. What if they come for him again?â
âI donât think they will. They were trying to get him out of the park â thatâs what was suss. Just a couple of young guys âplaying footyâ in the dark. It was weird.â
I direct her to my building and she drops me off in the nearest side street, then performs a u-turn. She lowers her window just as sheâs about to drive off.
âCheck out that poor lady in the bathrobe,â she tells me, pointing.
I look up and see my mum on the stairs, looking very much like a nutjob.
âI know, right?â I say, forcing a smirk. âSome people . . .â
Tammi
         Tammi Kap Need. To. Focus. (Srsly, studying sucks.)
âI knew picking you for this assignment was a mistake,â I say, edging further down the bed.
âNot my fault youâre hot,â David says, kissing my lips, my cheek, my ear. âAnd that you never learn from past âstudyâ sessions.â
âCome on,â I say gently, one hand on his chest shoving him away, and the other flipping through the pages of my textbook. âI missed out on so much because of dancing so I really need to study now.â
âMmmhmmm,â he says, wrapping his arms around me. âStill sad that you didnât make nationals?â
I sigh in frustration and push his hands off me. âNo, Iâm sad that I canât study and I really need to,â I say. âCome on, we canât afford to screw around any more.â
He rolls his eyes. âThatâs the problem, Tammi. We donât screw around at all.â
âNot this again,â I say. â Please just let it go.â
He pauses, then moves away, shaking his head.
âYou know I like you,â he says. âLove you, even. But I donât get it. Weâve been going out for ages â how long are you going to make me wait?â
âI donât know,â I say, suddenly angry. âHow long are you going to keep pressuring me about it?â
âTam, Iâm the laughing stock of the whole grade,â he says.
âWhatâs the whole grade got to do with it?â I snap, standing up. âAre you planning on telling everyone when it happens? Filming it maybe, so everyone can watch?â
âWhy are you being so dramatic?â he asks.
âBecause
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