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Always Eighteen
AhmedStars in my Head; Part Two; Chapter Six
January 28th 2008 00:48
SHARNEE’S BOOK
Mike is a bastard.
Mike is a bastard.
Time passed slowly. School was boring, doing pointless work for a long defeated cause. The holidays were approaching fast.
One day that week, Maverick was interviewed about the election and his campaign. The media interviewed Faith too, and the next day the paper came out with the headline-
TIN MAN HAS HEART OF GOLD.
Reading it, you could easily get the impression Faith was a sexual abuse victim driven to suicide but saved from the clutches of the curb after her mum threw her out of home by Maverick- the kind and wonderful savior.
Not that it was Faith they were necessarily talking about. They called her Janet*
* Names have been changed to protect identity.
Her mother came around several times to take her home. Faith just stared ahead, ignoring her.
Each time her mother gave up and left.
Faith could see the whole town from her little window in the Herreby house. She saw that Tom and Sharnee were together more than usual. She saw that her mother was visiting the bottle shop more often than before. She saw that Michael was rarely leaving his house, except for tree emotion, and that George would sometimes go into his own backyard for a smoke.
On the Thursday of that week, Maverick was topping the polls. He had a massive (by his standards) party, where he and Michaels’ Gran drank red wine and played sixties classics till they fell into the walls. Friday was election day.
This could be the end of the book. Sharnee and Tom are together, Faith and Mike apart, nothing major with George, Maverick wins the election. This could be the last chapter.
But it isn’t.
***
“Oh shit! Hey, Faith! C’mere!”
Faith turned to look behind her, past the hordes of happy holiday heading students. Silky Chook ran up to her.
“Hey, I was s’posed to tell you something before but I kinda forgot. Mr Bootlicks told me to tell you Mike told me youse two did it, so could you tell him I told you Mike told me youse two did it, without telling him I told you he told me to tell you?”
“What?”
“Look, it’s easy. Mr Bootlicks told me to tell you Mike told me youse two did it, so could you tell him I told you Mike told me youse two did it, without telling him I told you he told me to tell you?”
“Why did he get you to do that?”
“I dunno.”
“Then why are you telling me?”
“Cos he’s paying me to.”
The air had formed an atmosphere of surreally. Faith closed her eyes. Why the hell would Maverick do that? Unless…
VOTE 1: MAVERICK BOOTLICKS
RESPONISBLE, SMART ADULT CITIZEN.
‘I WILL SEE TO IT YOUR NEEDS ARE TAKEN CARE OF’
JUST TICK THE BOX WITH; BOOTLICKS, Maverick
IN THE UPCOMING TOWNMOUNTAIN ELECTION
I AM A NICE PERSON WHO LOOKS AFTER SUICIDAL LITTLE GIRLS.
TIN MAN HAS HEART OF GOLD.
HOW COULD YOU NOT VOTE FOR ME???
“Maverick lied to you. I told him nothing”
“He made up a story?”
“I wouldn’t put it past him”
“Why the hell would he do that?”
“I dunno, maybe it’s some weird thing he’s doing for the election, I don’t know.”
Oh Holy Shit. It’s not every day you find a conspiracy theory like this.
It’s not any day that you’d want to.
***
“Tom!” yelled out Faith running up to him. He turned, halfway through stepping into his car.
“Tom!”
“Yeah?”
“Who told you? Who told you Mike and me had sex? Maverick? It was Maverick later on, I know but the rumours had to start somewhere before he heard them. Was it you, or George, or Mike or Sharn? Tom?”
“Faith… at the party we all knew you did it.”
“What?”
“I saw you”
“You saw us when we were doing… what we did?”
“I accidentally opened the door when you were screwing. I thought it was a hallucination but then you two came out of there in the morning…” Toms’ face turned pale as he watched Faiths expression. “Oh shit. It was, wasn’t it? It was a hallucination.” Faith nodded. “And you two went in there, later. When me an’ Sharn were chatting in her room. But George…”
“…Was asleep on the couch.”
“Oh. Oh shit. I’m so sorry Faith, I…”
“Don’t worry. Where’s Mike?”
“Dunno, he’s left in his Gran’s car…”
“Orrite. I’m gonna leave Mavericks house now. Meet me outside. Can you organize me a lift to his Grans?”
“I’ll try…”
“Try hard. You owe me.”
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