Lucky Break by Rob Stevens

Author:Rob Stevens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andersen Press Ltd
Published: 2018-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

When we reached the end of the pier we turned to see if anyone had followed us. There was no sign of Greg’s ripe cheeks amongst the relaxed faces of people enjoying a stroll in the autumn sunshine.

My heart was still pounding like crazy. Partly because of the physical effort of running away and partly because I was terrified of getting caught.

‘Looks like the coast is clear,’ I said.

Arnold turned and surveyed the beach. ‘Clear of what?’

‘I mean it doesn’t look like Greg is chasing us any more.’

‘Oh right. No – I think we got away with it.’ Arnold patted his bulging pockets and they chinked.

‘Fancy an ice cream?’ I said, nodding at a kiosk on the pier.

Arnold nodded eagerly. ‘I could kill a Cornetto.’

‘You mean you could murder a Cornetto,’ I laughed.

‘Either way, it’s my treat.’

I chose a Mint Magnum and Arnold went for a strawberry Cornetto. The lady selling the ice creams looked at Arnold suspiciously when he emptied two handfuls of ten-pence coins onto the counter.

‘He’s just raided his piggy bank,’ I said sheepishly.

Tucking into our ice creams, we wandered to the very end of the pier. Arnold slid his legs under the bottom railing and hung his arms over it, sitting on the decking with his feet dangling over the edge. I copied him and we both gazed out to sea, eating in silence.

‘I still can’t believe we just did that,’ I said, licking the last trace of ice cream off my lolly stick.

‘It was your idea to run,’ said Arnold.

‘We won that money fair and square. I mean you did.’

‘Do you think we’ll be in trouble?’ Arnold asked.

I shook my head. ‘Nobody knows who we really are so they’ve got no proof how old we are.’

‘But it’s still illegal.’

‘Look,’ I said. ‘How about we do something good with the money? If we give it to charity then it’s not so bad, is it?’

‘We could buy some blankets for Mr Cheeseman,’ Arnold suggested. ‘He did say he’d be freezing sleeping outside tonight.’

‘Now that,’ I said, ‘is a brilliant idea.’

I checked my phone to see if Olivia had texted me about the message I’d left. Nothing. But there was a message from my mum checking I was OK. I typed out a short reply to say I’d been in the arcade and was having an ice cream on the pier. I pressed send and slid my phone back into my pocket.

‘So when are you going to tell your parents I’m staying?’ Arnold asked.

I turned to him, but he just kept staring at the horizon so he didn’t see the I don’t know what you’re on about expression on my face. Which was probably for the best because I wasn’t very good at acting and Arnold wasn’t very good at reading facial expressions.

Instead I tried to get my message across by saying, ‘I don’t know what you’re on about.’

Arnold popped the tip of his Cornetto cone into his mouth and crunched it up.

‘I know you were sneaking me into the house last night,’ he said.

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