I could have kicked him. What on earth was he doing giving Mr Guy our names? Trying to get us both expelled? ‘So what are you doing here then?’ asked Mr Guy again, picking up his killer dog. ‘Our mum is doing an evening class here and we said we’d meet her,’ Gib replied. I held my breath as I watched Mr Guy. I was going to keep well out of this one. The caretaker frowned and glanced down at his watch, almost tipping Jaws out of his arms. ‘But evening classes don’t finish for another hour and a bit yet,’ he said. ‘Yeah, we know,’ Gib smiled. ‘Maybe you could tell us where we can find her. What classroom is the computing course going on in?’ ‘Science block. Room Twenty-four,’ Mr Guy said. ‘Can you come with us?’ Gib asked. I gasped, then quickly tried to conceal it with a weak smile. Have you lost your mind? I thought, forcing myself not to glare at Gib. I looked up at Mr Guy, trying to keep the panic off my face. ‘You must be bloomin’ joking. Do I look like I’ve got nothing better to do than traipse around the school after you two?’ frowned Mr Guy.
