Access All Awkward by Beth Garrod

Author:Beth Garrod
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic UK
Published: 2018-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

SEVENTEEN

I did the only thing you can do when trying to appear calm and in control in front of the boy you are in love with/girls you are trying to impress – laughed manically through the awkward silence.

“You found us then?” Tegan stood up and gave Adam a hug.

LIFESAVER.

See, brain? See, arms? This is how normal people do things.

“Total thanks to you.” Undeterred by me being massively deterred, Adam bent to give me a kiss. He definitely mini-flinched at my glitter-smeared face. And then stuck to me slightly as he pulled away.

“Errr, hi.” I stood up. Time to engage Super-Cool-Festival-Girlfriend-Mode. “We thought it didn’t smell so bad of the toilets here.” Brain: wipe ‘appearing normal’ off my ‘achievable list’. “They reek.”

Marge snorted. “And Bella is available for weddings, parties and funerals…” Everyone laughed. Maybe too hard.

Rach walked over to the fence and threw Adam an air hug.

“TELL ALL. How did you manage to get in there?” She nodded at our side of the barrier. “I tried everything – this was the closest I could get.” She lowered her voice. “I even brought in major contraband bribes … Kit Kats my dad got from Japan that taste of heaven. Well, cherry blossom and heaven, but mainly heaven.”

Adam laughed. He loved Rach almost as much as we did. “Ahhh, that’s your problem right there. The security guards were more interested in pasties – our Greggs stash opened up the keys to the festival.”

“NOOO.” She looked horrified. Adam looked even more horrified that she’d believed his terrible attempt at a joke.

“Sorry, no?! Joke?! We got these.” He pushed down the sleeve of his hoodie to show off his deeply alluring forearms. Wow. I knew they were good, but even I was quietly proud they could work their magic on security guards.

“So green is for artists then?” Rach poked her fingers through and pulled at his wristband. Wristband. Not great forearms. That’s what he was showing us. That made more sense.

“Bella – you didn’t tell us your boyfriend was in a band?” Lols was standing up with her arms crossed. I shrugged nonchalantly and threw Adam my best “yup, I’m just an independent woman who is supportive and proud of what you’ve achieved but not at all defined by it” look. But Lols hadn’t finished. “Oh no – my mistake, that’s ALL you’ve talked about.”

I nostril-flared so hard at least ten bits of glitter mainlined into my brain.

“I’m sure it’s not,” Adam said softly, defending my honour. “But please, please all come along, we’re worried it’s going to be a crowd of three situation…” Oh no oh no oh no. I still hadn’t talked to Adam about the protest. Or told the others about the timing clash.

I had to steer the convo away from this until I’d figured out what to do.

“MATE!” a voice shouted up from behind our tent. Was it the God of Saving Me from Terrible Situations?

“Mate?” It shouted again, a bit more annoyed.

It was Marcus, Adam’s best mate/lead singer of

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