If you wanted a career as a dancer, an audition to become part of the backing crew to a new boy band wasn’t the best place to start if you couldn’t even get up on a stage without your best friend holding your hand.Ī sudden nasal sniff distracted her from her reverie. Jennifer had been desperate to go but was far too nervous to show up by herself.Ĭarrie remembered thinking at the time that Jennifer was being ridiculous. The incidents began soon after her then best friend, Jennifer Crane, had persuaded her to attend an audition. Carrie lifted the book up and shook it slightly harder. Jennifer was obviously still hurting but nothing was going to change how things had worked out. It was all so petty, hardly worth worrying about anyway. She pressed her lips together, determined not to feel upset. She was almost sorry that she was sure who was behind it all. Ribbons of goo clung limply across the front of the nearest folders and gradually dripped from the files onto the newly mopped corridor floor. Jealousy perhaps or maybe it was envy? She couldn’t decide which as she picked out her history homework from amongst the sticky mess and shook off the acid pink silly string. She obviously hadn’t mislaid her key the week before. “What the hell? For crying out loud Jen, I’ve had enough of this rubbish.” Carrie muttered miserably and stepped back quickly as she surveyed the mess congealing inside her locker. The author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons is entirely coincidental. This book may not be copied, used or lent in whole or in part by any means whatsoever without written consent from the author
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