Do You Remember the First Time? by Colgan Jenny

Author:Colgan, Jenny [Colgan, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780007388974
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-04-10T22:00:00+00:00

I have to say, seeing Stanzi up on stage being the object of a crooned love song was one of the funniest things I have ever seen, even though despite being someone who enjoyed sneering at the T-shirt prices, I was really beginning to regret not taking the opportunity.

On stage, surrounded by exploding lights and rapturous noise, the tiny fireball I thought I was getting to know had been entirely replaced by a bone-free rag doll, who swayed so alarmingly she practically had to be held up. Fortunately he’s a big bloke, not like most pop stars, so she couldn’t fall over completely. She stared into his eyes like Mowgli being hypnotised by Kaa, and swayed gently to the (very slow) song, mouthing along, slack-jawed, with the words, as the rest of the auditorium pretended to cheer (to show Darius how nice they were) whilst secretly wishing Stanzi killed in a million different ways. Didn’t he know he was meant to pick the fat girl, for goodness’ sake, so they could all feel he was only doing it for pity and would much rather be with them? But it wasn’t, ha-ha-ha, it was my friend and it could have been me! Ha-ha!

I remembered suddenly, as I was waving along (I could somehow remember all the words) how jealous of Courtney Cox I was when she gets pulled out in that Bruce Springsteen video and wondering a little wistfully if I was the only person in this whole auditorium who could remember that. Not even Darius could. But I wasn’t that person any more.

‘She’s rubbish,’ said a girl wearing fairy wings next to me.

‘Yeah, I bet he’s really regretting it,’ said her friend. ‘Oh no! I’ve pulled a minger!’

‘That’s my friend you’re talking about,’ I said, trying to look taller than five foot four.

‘Really?’ said the first one quickly. ‘Does she know him then? Can she get us backstage?’

I wasn’t to find this out right away, as, when the song ended, and Stanzi received a big, sweaty hug and a kiss, which she seemed disinclined to let go of, she wasn’t sent back into the crowd with me, presumably in case she got torn limb from limb by twenty thousand ravaging teenage beasts. They sent her off sideways, presumably smuggling her through a side exit, and I had to watch the rest of the gig on my own.

I didn’t care, though. In fact – ooh, it suddenly occurred to me that if someone from school were there we might even get some cool points for this. Yeah, then we could start changing things around here; that would be great! I jumped up and down to ‘Colourblind’ in the encore with everyone else, excited.

I was sixteen all evening. And it was great.

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