All over the school posters have sneaked up saying: ‘M.I.S. RULES’ and ‘I DRINK YOUR BLOOD’. No wonder Townley has been stomping around in a furious mood. But when I congratulated Tallulah she gave me a really icy stare and said, ‘I’m waiting for you to try and say something funny now.’ ‘No jokes at all,’ I said. ‘Just congratulations.’ She stared at me for a long moment before saying, ‘Oh well, thanks.’ 4.30 p.m. Mum’s just told me Karl had to rush away to sit his exam. This is the best news I have had for ages. Only he has threatened to return. Still, I had two more visitors waiting for me tonight – I tell you, I’ve never had such a busy social life. It was the doctor again. Only this time he’d brought his chum with him: a thin unsmiling woman clutching the biggest clipboard you’ve ever seen. The moment the doctor started talking she was off, scribbling away. Mum hovered nervously in the background (Dad was away for the night at a conference) while the doctor said in his breezy way, ‘I hear you’re having a few problems.
