Black Poison

9. 'Flashlight' ?

9. 'Flashlight' ?

I had never been woken up before by someone twisting my ear, and let me tell you, it was the most painful and disturbing experience ever inflicted on my sleeping body.

I lashed out at the hand and rubbed my painful ear, then turned to see Lily smiling sweetly.

"What the hell was that for?" I groaned, eyeing the bedside clock; too early for a Sunday morning.

"Dad says you have to get up," she chortled

"Dad says?"

"Yes, he's off today."

"And I have to get up, why?"

"I dunno, just get your lazy arse downstairs."

"Or I could just go back to sleep."

"Or I could just twist your ear again."

I reluctantly threw the covers off me and headed downstairs in my shorts.

"What?" I asked Dad pointedly, he was sat reading the newspaper in the TV facing armchair.

"What what?"

"Why did you want me to get up?"

"I wanted you to get up?..."

"Yeah Lily...she said..."

I glanced out the window as Lily's car pulled off the drive and away down the street, her tongue poking out childishly at me through the window. Dad didn't want me to get up; Lily just decided to piss me off, and piss me off she had.

It put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. I reached for my phone - which dad had picked up after work on Friday from school - and started up a conversation with Tom. We'd evidently decided both to leave Megan alone, and decided not to tell anyone about what had happened, apart from Jay and Matt. They'd laughed, and I'd punched them both hard in the arm, but they weren't going to tell anyone else.

The only thing that intrigued me was what Megan was planning to do. In our brief phone call with her she said that she was going to get us back, for what exactly I wasn't sure, but she had seemed slightly subdued for the remainder of the school week.

Monday reeled around quicker than expected, and I'd almost forgot about the Black Poison band practice, which left a mad dash to get my guitar ready in time for school. Tom picked me up in his truck, and we pulled into the school car park just in time for school.

"Never asked you how the first band practice went," Tom nodded to the guitar as he parked the car and switched the engine off.

"It went good," I nodded

"How about your view of Mollie's behind?"

"Oh yeah, that was good."

"Now that slag Megan is out the way you can get in good and proper with her."

"Yeah, well that isn't gonna happen, but I'll enjoy the view anyway. It's a bit dark sometimes though, maybe need a torch to see."

"You don't have a flashlight?"

"Ok, number one; it's a torch not a flashlight, and number two; I'd look really weird standing there pointing it at Mollie, don't you think?" Tom grumbled something like "no it's a flashlight" in response.

I wasn't as nervous about this band practice, and when the time arrived I strolled into the theatre as though we'd been practicing for years. Ryan and Dale were setting up, but there was no sign of Mollie again; she liked to arrive fashionably late.