November 4th

Chapter 7 Every given inch

"I bet your one of those chicks that wants to grow up real fast ," I felt a tingle along my back as Tommy approached me. I bedded my eyes nervously, they say the eyes are the Windows to the soul. I didn't want him to see what this soul had been thinking the whole of last night. Tumbling between covers, aroused in thought. I wanted to ask him stupid things like what's your star sign anyway, what team do you support, and whats your favourite movie? You know stuff to conquer the silences. I scanned his long slender frame, " playing polo today big man,"

" very funny. If I did I'd win all the matches ," he grinned. I noticed his teeth were chipped at the corners, they almost matched the brilliant white of the slacks and the v neck jumper he wore. He ran large hands through thick crow black hair, it made the colours in his eyes more startling. I realised they weren't so brown, they were shards of green, gold, grey, and chocolate. A motif. I edged closer feeling on the fringes of something new, the chemicals in my brain danced like the pied piper, my mouth began to salivate , pools of imagination dripped between my thighs. We both remained hypnotized by the side of this street. Where the market buzzed with life, the smell of cod and tilapia teasing between my nostrils, jerk chicken and curry goat , and the people moved like traffic on the m11. " we're skipping school," he groaned. Easing closer. " we can go swimming," he continued.

I wanted him to comment on the way my hair had been upheld in a bun, how it was scented with mangoes, from mums perfect range......then something changed. He had stepped back, and I noticed another figure appearing. It was Elliot Grimsby. Elliot was known for his trademark bets, especially against the girls in the neighbourhood. "That was nice and easy ," he commented. " maybe I should unbuckle my fly and see what tricks you have up your sleeve." I looked at the guilt on Tommy s face. Then watched in horror as it turned into a sneer. It was suddenly shadowy, and his aura became dark. " your not like us, you'll never be like us." Suddenly more of them appeared, now there were two girls either side of them. And a chorus of young boys. "Sink or swim, we don't want freaks in our neighbourhood."

"Yeah," one of the boys echoed " see her off.stop pretending to be what you aren't."

"There's nothing wrong with me," I piped up stubbornly. it was Tommy that landed it, the kick came from nowhere , and when I fell to the floor clutching my lower abdomen to see what has caused me such pain. It was there. As they left I screamed and howled horrified, felt the urine and the blood dripping through my thighs. How could I forget it was there, how could I forget what I was.

The voices were loud and panicked , it was mums voice. " Honey can you hear me? , honey you were in a coma, your out now. The operation was a success."