I had to be very quick on the phone because I didn’t want my parents to walk in on me. Mr Antolini was very nice. He was about the best teacher I ever had.
When I got back to D.B’s room, Phoebe turned on the radio and we danced for a little while. We danced for about four numbers.
“The front door!” I quickly ran and turned off the desk light. Then I grabbed my shoes and hid in the closet.
My mum thought Phoebe had been smoking. But she just said she lit one and put it out. Good old Phoeb. When my mum finally left, I said my goodbyes and started to vcry when she borrowed me her Christmas money. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stop.
I walked all the way downstairs and nearly broke my goddam neck on garbage pails. I had to be quick, Mr Antolini was waiting for me.
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