Love Lottery by Cathy Hopkins

Author:Cathy Hopkins [Hopkins, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781848123052
Publisher: Piccadilly Press

Waterproofs

Mobile (that has the battery charged)

Lip-gloss (always need that)

Groundsheet

Magazines

Food and drink supplies, especially chocolate (lots of it)

Cricket bat for bashing suspicious people over the head

Waterproof mascara

Fleece

Revised Running Away Philosophy

Don’t bother

SNOG. SNOG. SNOG. SNOG.

Cuddle. Cuddle. Cuddle. Cuddle.

Stroke hair. Stroke hair. Stroke hair. Stroke hair.

Zilch. Nada. Nothing.

It wasn’t working.

I shoved Lal away.

‘Wha . . .?’ he blustered.

I sat up. We had been lying on a blanket in the grass out in a field near Cremyl.

‘I’m sorry, Lal, but I feel like I’m using you,’ I said.

‘I don’t mind. Really,’ he said with a wicked grin and stretched his arms out above his head. ‘Use me. Do what you like with me. I am at your service.’

‘I’m serious, Lal. It’s doesn’t feel right. I’m not myself. My mum and dad are breaking up and I’m freaked out of my mind and sorry, but snogging you isn’t taking my mind off it.’

I stood up to walk away.

‘Where are you going to go?’ he called after me.

‘Don’t know,’ I replied.

I’m certainly not going home, I thought. After my pathetic runaway session I’d had some lunch, changed and then called Lal. The weather had cleared and it was a lovely warm day again and I wanted to be outdoors (but not on my own in the woods any more). Mum was going over to Plymouth to teach her classes for the afternoon and there was no sign of Dad, so there was no way I was going to stay in, moping at home. I’d thought Lal would be a good diversionary tactic from the black thoughts threatening to take me over, but no, it hadn’t worked. I’d have to look for something else to take my mind off things.

Lal looked bewildered for a moment, then got up to follow me.

‘OK. I understand,’ he said when he caught up with me. ‘Well, sort of. Not really. One part of me will never get girls. But I wanted to say that if you feel like using me again, that it’s fine by me. I’m used to being thumped about by girls when we have pillow fights. My sister and her mates do it all the time. I quite enjoy it.’

‘No. I can’t. I don’t know . . . I don’t know what to do with myself. I . . . I think I need some time on my own.’

I headed down the slope towards the lane at the bottom of the field.

‘Come and meet the girls,’ said Lal running after me. ‘Izzie, Nesta, TJ and Lucy. They’re going to be on the beach this afternoon at Cawsand. I’ve told them all that you’re my girlfriend and they’re dying to meet you.’

‘No thanks,’ I said. ‘I’m not in the mood for meeting new people. I told you, I’m not myself. I want to be left alone.’

Lia had texted me last night to say she was having a sleepover tonight up at Barton Hall and she was inviting the new crowd. A sort of Welcome to the Rame Peninsula pyjama party, she’d said.

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