Chapter 6
Saturday April 28th 2012
Jase’s POV
“But I can’t.” Em protested again on the other end of the line. I knew she couldn’t come out, like she hadn’t done all this week I just thought that as it was the weekend she would give herself time off. “You know how much these exams mean to me. Let me get the first out of the way and then I can go out again.” She took her exams really seriously. Luckily I had done workshop this year as one of my two options so I’d already passed that and as Em had done French she actually had to do an exam.
“Yeah but then I have my RE resit.” I moaned. My exam was the day after hers and I had to go through the sixty pages of pure torture to pass.
“Start on that then!” she yelped laughing down the phone. My stomach did a flip at the sound, that’s how soft I’d become, butterflies flapping at her laugh which was quickly becoming my favourite noise.
“Uh! Do I have to?” I whined.
“Yep. I know I’ll make you a deal. You do two pages of this RE this morning and I’ll come around at... five, is five okay?” she asked.
I grinned happily. “Yeah that’s great.” You could hear the smile in my voice and I subconsciously started beating myself up mentally. Then stopped, it was weird that I could actually be myself in front of someone who wasn’t my family. “I’ll tell mum to make some more of whatever she’s making and you can stay for tea.”
“No Jase, its fine.”
“No, wait!” I put the phone to my bare chest and walked out of my room to the landing. “Mum!” I yelled at the top of my voice.
“Yes Jason.” Mum said worriedly coming to the bottom of the stairs. She called me Jason when she was worried or when I was in trouble.
“Em’s going to be around at five and I was wondering if she could stay for tea.” Her face smoothened out and spread into an easy smile.
“Yeah sure, I’d like to meet her.” I’d gone to her house a few times and I’d met her mum. Her parents had split up and her dad lives in Llanfairfechan so when she next had the time to go to Llanfair I’d be going with her to meet him. Her mum was nice anyway but wasn’t it always the dads who were always protective and thirsty for the boys blood, in the movies anyway. Or was that vampires?
I put the phone back to my ear. “Hey are you still there?” I asked as I walked back into my room.
“Yep.” She said popping the p.
“Mum wants to meet you anyway so come at five.”
“Only if you do your RE.” She warned I could hear she was smiling.
“And how would you find that out?” I asked with the not so subtle tones of flirting.
“I have my contacts.” She said as flirtily. She had started talking more and more like that since she’d started spending more time with me. “I’ve got Nate’s number.” She said snapping out of the voice. “And I mean it; I’m not coming over if you haven’t done it.” I laughed; she could be a teacher acting like this. “I’ll test you when I come over, I won’t come in if you don’t get over seventy percent right.”
“They usually do tests to get in, not out.”
“Well this is how I’m playing it.” She said laughing. “I need to go, see you later.”
“See you.” I said as she hung up on the other end. I took the phone downstairs to the hall.
“So how long have you and Em been together then?” mum asked leaning against the door frame of her office door, she did family trees for a living. People would ring up and she would research as she could, when I was little I used to go onto her database and look up people with weird names. Now thinking back on it the database had mind boggling information. Like I once found a man and on his page was information not just about where he died and great detail, about him becoming ill with dysentery at sea, how he lasted for the six week voyage and how he died the night he finally came home.
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