Dumping Princes by Tyne O'Connell

Author:Tyne O'Connell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: school, boarding school, school adventure, school romance, school friendships, school classmates
Publisher: Tyne O'Connell

TWENTY-ONE

Lights-Camera-Action, Your Majesty

I had to hand it to Malcolm. He had pulled out all the stops for Operation Counter Dump. The film club, which I had imagined to be a small group of nerdy pale-skinned Goths, turned out to be gods freshly arrived from the heights of Mount Olympus.

I wasn’t the only one gaping that day either. Over sixty wildly fit boys dressed in cool, ultra-anti-Sloane gear had assembled on the bridge in front of the castle town of Windsor. They looked, like, well, they looked like extras for a really well-lit independent film, actually. And they attracted a great deal of attention from locals and tourists alike.

Indie, Star, Georgina, Clems, Portia, Honey, Arabella, Fen, Perdita and – well, I won’t go on listing them. But just picture forty-two Year Elevens, done up like catwalk models, climbing out of a fleet of taxis and minivans. And then picture those same girls coming face-to-face with the fittest boys Eades had to offer.

There was quite a kafuffle, I can tell you.

It was like a social without teachers. A capital VIP ball without bouncers – although personal security guards were everywhere, obviously. Siddhartha, in his flowing orange robes and revolving prayer wheel, stood apart from the other buzz cuts in their sharp suits and earpieces. I don’t think the other security guys fully accepted him as one of their own. You could sort of sense their collective scorn for his monkish robes and peaceful demeanour.

As the boys came towards us like a tray of delicious walking sweets, tongues were lolling. That paragon of fitness, Lord Orlando Hunte, whom I’d met last Saturday, was using a video camera to film the two groups as they approached one another. We must have looked magnificently arty. It was one of those lights-camera-action moments that only comes around once in a lifetime –unless you’re an It Girl or a Hollywood Star.

Malcolm was holding a megaphone, but sadly he didn’t use it when he said, ‘May I say, you look absolutely stunning this afternoon, Calypso?’

I didn’t blush, but that was only because it was so cold and I couldn’t feel my face. My heart did a little summersault, though. I was really touched, not just by his compliment, but by what he’d done for me. I mean, this whole dazzling show was all for me. And now that I knew he wasn’t seeing Indie …

‘Yes, Malcolm, you may tell me I look absolutely stunning this afternoon as long as I can thank you for, well, arranging all this,’ I told him as I gestured at his posse.

‘Desperate times call for desperate measures and all that,’ he said grimly.

I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that, but I didn’t get a chance to ask because he put the megaphone to his lips and shouted, ‘I want to say on behalf of the Eades Film Society gathered here today that we are honoured to act as your decoys. Be assured, stunning creatures of Saint Augustine’s, most of these gentlemen

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