And whilst I didn’t mind about Mrs Greene, I didn’t want to lose Liam as a friend.
‘OK! OK! I’ll be there,’ I sighed.
‘What’s so all-fired urgent anyway?’ Liam asked, keeping a wary eye on Mr Brent.
‘I’ve had an idea,’ I grinned.
Liam regarded me, a dawning look of suspicion and alarm on his face.
‘Oh no! Please, Dominic! Not another of your ideas which is going to get us into all kinds of trouble.’
‘This one won’t. Trust me!’
‘That’s usually my first mistake,’ Liam sighed.
‘Don’t worry. You’ll love it.’
‘What is it?’
‘You’ll see.’
‘Oh dear!’
I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing at Liam’s tone. Today was going to be a great day after all. I was finally going to get my own back on Matt.
Chapter Ten
Revenge
TEA AT LIAM’S house dragged on like an ant carrying a heavy suitcase. Liam’s mum was driving me bonkers – as always.
‘And how is your leg, Dom?’
Did I mention that I
hate
it when people call me Dom?
‘Fine.’
‘Does it give you much trouble?’
‘No.’
‘You were born with a defective leg, weren’t you?’
‘Yes.’
‘How long were you in hospital for while they tried to fix it?’
‘Ages.’
‘You poor thing.’
‘I’m fine, Mrs Greene, really I am.’
‘So brave! You poor thing!’
That was usually my cue to laser Liam with my ‘ please -do-something-about-your-mother!’ look. Liam had the good grace to look embarrassed but he still let his mum witter on about my leg. I wouldn’t mind, but every time I saw her we always had the same old, tired conversation. Is it any wonder I kept bowing out of tea at Liam’s house?
The moment I thought it wouldn’t be rude to scarper, I was out of there! It was dark and cold as Liam and I walked to my house but it was preferable to listening to Mrs Greene spout on, it really was. Besides, all I had in my head was what I was about to do.
‘So what’s your brilliant idea?’ Liam asked. ‘Are you ready to tell me yet?’
‘How d’you fancy a trek to Matt’s house?’ I grinned.
‘Have you lost your marbles?’ Liam asked seriously. ‘Why on earth would you want to go round there?’
‘I’m not going round there,’ I replied.
Liam’s eyes narrowed. ‘You must be off your trolley if you think I’m going round there when you’re not!’
‘No, you’re not going either.’
‘But you just said …’
‘Come on! I’ll show you.’
From the expression on his face, I knew I’d intrigued him. I led the way to my house.
‘We’re going to visit Matt Viner’s house without leaving my back bedroom,’ I told Liam.
‘You’ve lost me.’ Liam shook his head.
‘Follow me.’ Opening the front door, I led the way into the house. In the hall, a light beside one of the buttons on our phone was flashing. I glanced down at the display. Seven messages! No way was I going to listen to all of those now. I’d be taking notes for Mum until next Christmas! We went upstairs and into the back bedroom where Mum kept all of her computer equipment.
‘I thought you weren’t allowed in here,’ Liam frowned.
‘Mum and Jack are working late. And as Mum says, what the eye doesn’t see, the heart can’t grieve about!’
‘You’re a real glutton for punishment,’ Liam told me. ‘Suppose your mum finds out?’
‘She won’t,’ I insisted. ‘But now for the good stuff. It’s get-my-own-back time!’
Liam didn’t say a word as we entered the room. He whistled appreciatively but that’s all. I’d never taken him into Mum’s work room before. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t allowed. In fact, Mum would do her nut if she knew I was in her special room! I’m only allowed in it when she’s already in there and usually not even then. But she wasn’t here and I’d make sure nothing happened to her equipment.
I whipped around the room, switching on the computer, the monitor, the remote link and the virtual reality system.
‘Dominic, what’re
‘OK! OK! I’ll be there,’ I sighed.
‘What’s so all-fired urgent anyway?’ Liam asked, keeping a wary eye on Mr Brent.
‘I’ve had an idea,’ I grinned.
Liam regarded me, a dawning look of suspicion and alarm on his face.
‘Oh no! Please, Dominic! Not another of your ideas which is going to get us into all kinds of trouble.’
‘This one won’t. Trust me!’
‘That’s usually my first mistake,’ Liam sighed.
‘Don’t worry. You’ll love it.’
‘What is it?’
‘You’ll see.’
‘Oh dear!’
I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing at Liam’s tone. Today was going to be a great day after all. I was finally going to get my own back on Matt.
Chapter Ten
Revenge
TEA AT LIAM’S house dragged on like an ant carrying a heavy suitcase. Liam’s mum was driving me bonkers – as always.
‘And how is your leg, Dom?’
Did I mention that I
hate
it when people call me Dom?
‘Fine.’
‘Does it give you much trouble?’
‘No.’
‘You were born with a defective leg, weren’t you?’
‘Yes.’
‘How long were you in hospital for while they tried to fix it?’
‘Ages.’
‘You poor thing.’
‘I’m fine, Mrs Greene, really I am.’
‘So brave! You poor thing!’
That was usually my cue to laser Liam with my ‘ please -do-something-about-your-mother!’ look. Liam had the good grace to look embarrassed but he still let his mum witter on about my leg. I wouldn’t mind, but every time I saw her we always had the same old, tired conversation. Is it any wonder I kept bowing out of tea at Liam’s house?
The moment I thought it wouldn’t be rude to scarper, I was out of there! It was dark and cold as Liam and I walked to my house but it was preferable to listening to Mrs Greene spout on, it really was. Besides, all I had in my head was what I was about to do.
‘So what’s your brilliant idea?’ Liam asked. ‘Are you ready to tell me yet?’
‘How d’you fancy a trek to Matt’s house?’ I grinned.
‘Have you lost your marbles?’ Liam asked seriously. ‘Why on earth would you want to go round there?’
‘I’m not going round there,’ I replied.
Liam’s eyes narrowed. ‘You must be off your trolley if you think I’m going round there when you’re not!’
‘No, you’re not going either.’
‘But you just said …’
‘Come on! I’ll show you.’
From the expression on his face, I knew I’d intrigued him. I led the way to my house.
‘We’re going to visit Matt Viner’s house without leaving my back bedroom,’ I told Liam.
‘You’ve lost me.’ Liam shook his head.
‘Follow me.’ Opening the front door, I led the way into the house. In the hall, a light beside one of the buttons on our phone was flashing. I glanced down at the display. Seven messages! No way was I going to listen to all of those now. I’d be taking notes for Mum until next Christmas! We went upstairs and into the back bedroom where Mum kept all of her computer equipment.
‘I thought you weren’t allowed in here,’ Liam frowned.
‘Mum and Jack are working late. And as Mum says, what the eye doesn’t see, the heart can’t grieve about!’
‘You’re a real glutton for punishment,’ Liam told me. ‘Suppose your mum finds out?’
‘She won’t,’ I insisted. ‘But now for the good stuff. It’s get-my-own-back time!’
Liam didn’t say a word as we entered the room. He whistled appreciatively but that’s all. I’d never taken him into Mum’s work room before. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t allowed. In fact, Mum would do her nut if she knew I was in her special room! I’m only allowed in it when she’s already in there and usually not even then. But she wasn’t here and I’d make sure nothing happened to her equipment.
I whipped around the room, switching on the computer, the monitor, the remote link and the virtual reality system.
‘Dominic, what’re
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