Chapter 7

The tarmacked front of the school was swimming with kids,all eager to escape for the evening.Everyone from year 7 right up to the sixth form seemed to all have made a break for it at once.

I took a slow walk from the science block,in no hurry to get to the school buses that ran on a fifteen-minute rotation to pick everyone up and deposit them in the centre of London.

Maybe,if I took my time,I wouldn’t end up on the same bus as my little blonde nemesis.

I was just making my way past the fountain of our school mascot,Berty the Beaver,when I heard footsteps rushing up behind me.

“Hey,Bri!”

I didn’t need to look to know who it was.The chirpy little voice told me all I needed to know.

Polly,Peter’s adorable eleven-year-old sister,stood behind me with her bookbag clutched to her chest.The sweetly innocent smile that she beamed at me caused me tosmile back and ruffle her hair,“Hey,kiddo!”

“Don’t do that!”She scowled at me,taking a step back,“Petey does that,and I hate it!”