Running for Tara

Chapter 6

Where was he? Tar was seated in the same position on the bus as the morning before, she had neatly drawn herself on the tiny bus-map and given it back to the bus driver along with a tiny cupcake that Tar's mother had insisted on Tar giving the driver. Terry (as Tar found out the bus driver was called) thanked Tar and hoped that Tar had a nice day. Now Tar was sat with her headphones plugged in and scouring the bus for Peter. She finally gave up looking and shut her eyes, allowing the music to take her away.

When Tar arrived at the poorly designed building that was her school, she headed straight to Cooking that was her first period of the day. In cooking Tar was given some ingredients to create a dish of her choosing. Tar's teacher was lazy and decided that Tar didn't need to really know anything about cooking and that she could instantly make "Simply the best pancakes". This was highly inaccurate and within only three minuted of the lesson, the whole room had to be evacuated after Tar accidentally set a beige towel on fire. Cooking wasn't her forte.

Tar had yet another free period next where she decided to explore the school. Tar headed down to the PE block and immediately regretted that decision, two ugly-mugs of boys stood there 'checking out girls' in their extremely tight fitting running kit. Tar tried to avoid them and thankfully she was lost in a herd of stampeding cheerleaders. Next Tar had drama and then Dance. Drama was quite entertaining as a clearly nervous child vomited down the drama teacher's shirt after he was forced to perform in front of the rowdy class. Then was Dance where Tar managed to express her hatred for the subject in a tango with James, both purposefully missing every footing and ending up on the floor, laughing at each other and how Tar and James should enter the school dance competition. Miss Gresiack the drama teacher didn't agree with this idea and sent the pair out of the classroom and into the corridor.

Tar was on her way to English when she noticed a shock of silver hair being buried into a pair of hands. Ignoring Milly's constant yapping, Tar turned to the hazel eyes and apologised, announcing that she had to go to the bathroom. Even thought Milly didn't believe this for a minute, she allowed Tar to go and said that she'd make up an excuse as to why Tar was late for Music. Tar placed a friendly arm on Peter's back and whispered:

"What's wrong" Peter looked up from his hands and Tar finally got to see what a state Peter was in. He had clearly been drinking and still smelt of damp wood. There were two gigantic bags under each of his shining eyes and his silver hair was clocked with dirt and sleep. He was wearing the same clothes as yesterday and he painted a faint smile as he looked into Tar's eyes.