St Mallory's Forever! by Saffina Desforges

Author:Saffina Desforges
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, young adult, teen, girls, teen fiction, school stories, boarding school, kids fiction
Publisher: eBookPartnership.com
Published: 2013-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 41~ XUAN: OF SPORT, SYMPHONIES AND SORE DIGITS.

My fingers. My poor, poor fingers. I hope there’s a special place in hell for the sadist who thought it would be a good idea to make violin strings out of metal instead of catgut. Not that I’m convinced they ever used cats’ guts or any other part of the feline species, but the metal they use now is like a cheese wire that could cut diamonds — I can still feel the indents in my fingers as I type this.

Alas, poor pinkie. I knew him, Horatio.

Aching ‘pinkies’ aside, the concert itself went well enough. The orchestra kicked up a bit of a fuss when one of the cellists dropped her instrument and the bridge snapped. And I don’t even want to think about the trauma inflicted on that poor French horn after an unfortunate encounter with the rolling wheels of the grand piano. But, overall, no major dramas. Given she’s new here, I think Helen’s mother did a pretty good job.

Speaking of Mrs. Stroud, turns out she’s a pretty good musician herself: she certainly put some bounce into the school’s doddery old piano which, I suspect, probably spends most of its time in a back room hooked up to an iron lung and copious amounts of steroids.

Helen did some very impressive solos, but inevitably, was mortified by having her mum bashing the piano like that — I bet she was muttering some sort of witchy curse into her knuckles the whole time — but seriously, I don’t see why Helen makes such a fuss. Better to have a mother who plays in your concerts than one who whips out the Time Warp at school discos, isn’t it?

Of course, Helen’s discomfort could have just been the fact that Tim Morrigan was watching, from the front row. Next to the Bursar.

I do not know what is going on in that boy’s head, honestly. And I don’t mean him sitting next to the Bursar. It was probably the only front row seat left. I mean about Tim and girls.

According to Don Pedro, who is the font of all local knowledge, he’s an ex of Abby’s (very short-lived as I understand it, some time last year, so ancient history now) and apparently was always making excuses not to visit. In the Don’s words, “gng out 2nite” or “soz gt d10ion ttyl’.

Yeah, Teresa can even speak text message. There is no end to her talents.

But, missing vowels (and consonants, and punctuation) aside, that doesn’t sound much like the Tim we have come to know and love. Well, know. Cannot imagine love rearing its head between Tim and any girl, let alone a Mallorian.

Abby, Don Pedro, Christie and the others are forever “liking” and commenting on his little Facebook posts to Helen (I can only think he doesn’t realise FB comments can be read by other friends too). And seriously, you could set your clock by the time he posts them.

Pip thinks he’s infatuated with Helen, Don

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