Don't Even Think About It (14 page)

10 June (end of first week of holidays)

Another day minding Mikey and restocking shelves in the shop. Thrillsville. Now that I have a diary I have to do something big or my head will fall off. I solemnly swear that by the end of the summer I will have:

1. Met a rock star or a film star and had a proper conversation with them.

2. Started going out with one of the Rat Pack guys, preferably Johnny Saunders.

3. Got myself on television doing something
non-embarrassing
.

4. ANYTHING that no one I know has ever done, just to stick it to Adie O’Boyle and her lot.

Once I do that Johnny will really notice me and I’ll finally get to go out with him, or even maybe one of the other Rat Pack guys if I decide I’m too big for him. The look on Johnny’s face if he asked me out and I turned him down, that would be priceless! Then I will send Hellie and Charlie a really casual e-mail and tell them all about it like as if it’s nothing. Yeah, I wish.

Pete laughs at the Rat Pack guys (Hellie came up with the name from some old musicians her Dad likes) – he calls them snobs and says they aren’t worthy to lick his boots, so I remind him he only ever wears sneakers. I think he’s just jealous of Johnny and his friends because they are all from rich families and are impossibly good-looking and go to a better school than him. It’s a pity because if he was friends with them I’d find it easier to get to know them and wouldn’t only say three sentences to Johnny on the odd Friday night at the Club. I was thinking of telling Pete about how much I want to go out with Johnny, but I know he’d just make my life hell about it. Sometimes he acts like my big brother, which is mostly OK.

Right, I am now going to dress in something cool and get into town before 3pm and make something happen. I will get inspired and make a plan or maybe even meet someone and have a life-changing conversation.

I didn’t get into town until five because Mum made me tidy my room first. So it’s entirely her fault that all the interesting people on the planet had gone home by then.

Born in Kerry, Roisin Meaney is a primary school teacher living in Limerick. She is a published author of adult fiction:
The Daisy Picker
(Tivoli, 2004) and
Putting Out the Stars
(Tivoli, 2005).
Don’t Even Think About It
is her first novel for children.

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