Bad girls
Chapter 1 (still continuiging chapter 1 )
said Kim. 'She's so wrinkly and grey and ancient i expect her own teeth are crumbling right away. Gone for a full set of false choppers, has she, Mandy? She smiled sweetly as she said it, baring her own perfect teeth. It felt as if she were bitting me with the. Cruel little nips, again and again. ' You shut up about my mom' I said. I meant it to sound threatenting but it came out like i was pleading. No-one could ever shut up Kim when she got started. Especially not me. 'Your mom looks older than my grandmpa,' said Kim. 'No, she looks older than my great grandmpa. How old was she when she had you? Mandy? sixty? seventy? a hundret?' 'You're just being stupid,' I said. 'My mum's not that old.' 'So how old is she, then?' 'It's none of your business,' I said. 'She's fifty-five,' said Melanie. 'And her dad's even older, he's sixty-two.' I felt my face flushing deep red. I'd told her when we were best friends and she had sworn she'd never ever tell. ' That's ancient!' said Sarah. 'My mum's only thirty-one.' They all started miming aged old ladies, smacking their lips together and hobbling wide-legged. 'Stop it!' I said, and my glasses started to go smeary. I could still see Arthur King through them. He'd gone back to his book, but his face was red, too. 'Oooh, Mumsie's little pet sugar lump is throwing a wobbly,' said Kim. She stopped clowning and put her arm round Melanie. 'So what's daddy like then? Is he all googly-eyed and ga-ga?' 'He's got silly beard and he wears a smock,' said Melanie, and she looked thrilled when Kim hugged her gleefully. ( to be continued )