Tracy Beaker Returns

Bad Luck Boy

***

It's just a chance to meet up, have a chat, see how you get on, Mike said.

Tracy. Do you remember that social worker telling Toby about Mr and Mrs Scott? Very nice couple?, Mack said.

Yeah, Tracy said.

They're coming to meet him tomorrow, Mike said.

I mean, we'll wait to meet them. But they might want to foster Toby!, Gina exclaims.

Exciting, isn't it?, Mack said with a forced smile.

Fantastic news!, Tracy said as Toby walks out of the office as she and Mack followed him.

***

You look like you rather get fostered by crocodiles?, Mack said.

Gina says they're really nice, Tracy said.

Sure, Toby muttered.

So, what's the problem?, Mack said.

The problem is, it's bound to go horribly wrong and I also want to be adopted not fostered but adopted by someone else, Toby said.

Who?, Tracy said.

It doesn't matter, the person wouldn't want me anyway, I'm just bad luck, Toby said.

Why?, Tracy said.

Watch. From now on, everything I touch..., Toby says as he knocks a toy over as Mack interrupts him.

No. Toby, think positive, Mack said.

If you really want something to go right, it will, Tracy said.

Nah, Toby said.

Seriously, Mack said.

What do you want to happen?, Tracy said.

Right now? Breakfast, Toby said.

Same, Mack said as she felt a sharp pain.

Ooh!, she said as she held her bump.

Are you alright, Mack?, Toby said.

Yeah, I'm fine, it's just Braxton Hicks, the baby's just probably hungry, Mack said as she rubs her belly bump.

If you're sure. Now, let's make you a perfect breakfast, Tracy said.

In this place?, Toby said.

Think positive, Tracy said.

Now, what's it going to be?, Mack said.

Boiled egg, Toby said.

Proper, soft dippy egg, Tracy said.

***

Tracy was boiling an egg for Toby while Mack was sat down at the table eating pickles and whipped cream.

Four minutes 20!, Toby said while he checked his watch.