Aww,, no, moaned Christopher, trying to shrink down behind his bulging school-bag as he waited in the bus shelter. What a time for nanny to be late to pick me up. Its those tough Labor lads. I hope they dont see me. Maybe if I hide in my bag. What the? Oh, no, he groaned, producing a large and very stained brown envelope from among the stale sandwich crusts, banana peels and Chokito wrappers inside his school bag. Its the 230 million dollars of class excursion money I was supposed to give Mr Gonski! It was in the bottom of my bag all the time. Uncle Tony will belt me again for sure! Just then, a course, mocking voice shook Christopher out of his trembling state of fearful delirium. Hey, Pyno, whatcha got there? It was Electric Bill, the leader of the toughest gang in school, the Shelter-shed Right, and worse, leering over Electric Bills shoulder, and chewing on a cud-full of bubble gum, was his toughest offsider, Albo the Elbow. Christopher shuddered, and even passed a little water as he realised that Albo was looking straight at the money and into his open schoolbag. Christopher could smell and even see the sticky mass of minty chewing gum Albo was chewing with his mouth open. Albo nudged Electric Bill with his notorious elbow and leaned down towards the bag. I reckon we might have some fun here, said Albo with a cruel snigger. (To be continued...)
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 07:44:07 +0000
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