Shatterproof by Jocelyn Shipley

Author:Jocelyn Shipley
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781459813632
Publisher: Orca Book Publishers
Published: 2016-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Spring’s words make me want to throw up.

What have I done?

If we don’t contact her next week, will she think it’s because of her scar? Will she think we were just being nice, letting her sign up for free? That we never meant to let her be on camera?

Maybe I could tell her the episode got canceled? But the real shoot is happening next week in North Van. What if she hears about it and goes there looking for me? I have to think of something fast.

“About the TV thing,” I say. “Are you sure your parents will be okay with it? I mean, if you’re not allowed to watch TV, why would they let you be an extra?”

“Because I’ll present it as a learning experience,” she says. “I have to do a major research project. An inside look at the TV industry is perfect. I can research and evaluate how it all works. How a series is made.”

“Oh.” There goes that escape route. “Yeah, I guess it could be educational.”

“My parents will love it!” She wipes chocolate sauce from Tree’s face. “So any inside information you can give me would be helpful, Bo. Could I interview you?”

“Um, yeah, maybe.” I haven’t finished my sundae, and now I can’t. This is getting worse and worse. Did I just say maybe she could interview me? As Bo Blaketon?

“Oh, thank you! That would be so cool. You being the star and all.” She frowns at the melting pool of my sundae. “You didn’t like it?”

“I had a big lunch. Guess I should have ordered small instead of large.”

“Hey, we could do the interview right now. Because I know you must be busy, and we might not find another time.”

Luckily, Tree jumps down from the table and shouts, “Play!”

Spring catches him in a bear hug. “Okay, Treester.” Then she says to me, “Maybe this is not a good time for an interview after all.”

“Rain check,” I say. Because I do want to talk to her again. But not as Bo Blaketon. Just as me. As for how I’m going to manage that, I’ve no clue.

And then Lug returns. He eyes our sundae dishes. “Nice meeting you,” he says to Spring. “But we have to get back to work now. Bo is a busy man.” He turns and walks away, beckoning me to come along.

“We’ll walk with you,” Spring says, grabbing Tree’s hand. “If that’s okay. We have some time to kill until my dad picks us up.”

“Of course,” I say. We clear our table and follow Lug.

“Are you off to rehearsal or something?” Spring asks. “Or are you still signing up extras?”

“Laurence wants a few more names,” I say. “In case some kids change their minds. Or can’t make the times. Always better to have a wait list. You know, people we can call on short notice if somebody doesn’t show up.”

What am I talking about? I’ve no idea how extras are hired. I’m just digging myself in deeper.

“Oh, I’m getting so excited about this!” Spring says.

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