Thirteen Chairs by Dave Shelton

Author:Dave Shelton [Dave Shelton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781910200292
Publisher: David Fickling Books Ltd
Published: 2014-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

‘Did you see that?’

Charley is talking to me and pointing over to the green wire fence at the far end of the playground. This is strange. Charley doesn’t normally talk to me. Charley is loud and cheeky and funny and popular, and he normally mainly talks to Zack and Kazim, who are also loud and funny and popular, and to Callum, who is loud.

I am not loud or funny or cheeky or popular. I am quite clever and quiet and not cool, and the other children make fun of my glasses, which are held together by sellotape at the moment because Dad fixed them with not very good glue in a hurry after Ellie sat on them, and so they broke again really easily when Sam kicked a football in my face, which was an accident again. And Dad is going to get some better glue and fix them better and then maybe, maybe, we’ll see, get me some new glasses soon.

And because I am not popular or cool, Charley does not talk to me. Ever. But Charley is talking to me now and pointing over to the green wire fence at the far end of the playground, but all I can see over there is the fence and some fallen leaves and some rubbish. There aren’t many other children here yet, just me and Charley and Callum and a girl in a red duffel coat. Dad drops me off early on the way to his work so I’m normally one of the first three earliest to arrive out of the whole school.

‘Do you mean the crisp packet?’ I say.

But when I look back Charley isn’t there any more. He is running off the other way behind Callum, and they are both laughing, and Callum is carrying something. And I look at the ground down to my left and my bag isn’t there, even though that is where I put it down, and I realize that the thing that Callum is carrying is my bag, and they’re running away with my bag with my lunch and my PE kit and my water bottle and my homework in it.

‘Hey!’

I run after them. I am quite good at running and I am not carrying any bags, and Charley is carrying a bag and Callum is carrying two bags (including mine), so I catch up with them.

‘Hey! Give it back!’

I am in front of Charley and behind Callum, and before I catch up to Callum he turns round and throws my bag over my head. Then Charley catches it and stops running and sort of shakes it about in front of him a bit as if he’s dancing with it. I have stopped running too and I turn to face Charley so now Callum is behind me.

‘Ha ha!’ says Callum. ‘Piggy in the middle!’

‘Give me back my bag, please, Charley,’ I say to Charley – which is polite, even though Charley has not been polite to me, but I am setting him a Good Example – and I walk towards him with my arms out.

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