THE FRIENDSHIP TRAP ... Book ONE
When the BoobRats are hot, they’re really hot! And they’re pumping today! Out in the playground, bumcheeks bouncing, they mince along, with Kellie Francisco leading the pack – as always.
She’s the hottest chick in the BoobRat pack. All the others ape her style. She’s tied the ends of her regulation school shirt into a knot so that ten centimetres of brown belly show between the shirt and her pants.
And those pants! Some kind of leggings or trakkie daks, I think. You know the kind, made from some stretchy stuff. But they aren’t part of any uniform I’ve ever seen in the catalogue.
If they were any tighter, they’d have split right up her bum as soon as she sat down in the school bus this morning.
BOOK TWO – RECIPE FOR TROUBLE
I wake to the smell of ginger and garlic and the sizzle of oil. Mmm …breakfast. I turn my head towards the kitchen sounds. Oww! Ohhh! My head. I try to sit up, to put my head in my hands. No go.
And my bed seems to be rocking up and back, up and back, making me feel dizzy and sick.
Where am I? And how did I get here? My head starts throbbing and my eyes ache, so I close them against the bright sunlight creeping through a crack in the timber wall.
I hear the sound of bare feet slapping on the timber floor. Then a shadow stands over me. It’s a woman, with an oversized T-shirt over her rolled up pants. She smiles at me, showing big gaps in her teeth.
‘You wan’ blekfas?’ she asks.
BOOK THREE COMING SOON!