Adam looks over at him, blank and suspicious. The boy talking goes quiet, but the other one doesn't stop laughing for the rest of the drive back into the city.
"Macready," the teacher calls when they're getting close, "where do you and your gang want to be dropped?"
Adam walks to stand by the teacher's shoulder. "I'll show you, sir." They're are a few alleyways in this area, and he stops him at the lamppost near the one closest to his house. "This'll do, sir. By that lamppost."
He gets out first, and stands to the side as the boys bring out the two thieves and their friend. As the group gathers around, Nicholson asks "Where to?" and Adam glances over at him, briefly. It seems like they boys have got a good handle on the thieves, though, so he says "Up here. There's a lonely alley that will suit us perfectly."
They pass by an old tramp who's been lingering the past few days, when Carver says "I hope you meant that about tea, Adam."
"Sure," Adam shrugs. "My parents are away for the weekend. They left loads of food. Just deal with these two yobboes, first. I want them to know how it feels to have their clothes stolen."
There's awhile until his good-for-nothing sister gets back, anyways.
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Date: 2008-10-06 05:43 am (UTC)"Macready," the teacher calls when they're getting close, "where do you and your gang want to be dropped?"
Adam walks to stand by the teacher's shoulder. "I'll show you, sir." They're are a few alleyways in this area, and he stops him at the lamppost near the one closest to his house. "This'll do, sir. By that lamppost."
He gets out first, and stands to the side as the boys bring out the two thieves and their friend. As the group gathers around, Nicholson asks "Where to?" and Adam glances over at him, briefly. It seems like they boys have got a good handle on the thieves, though, so he says "Up here. There's a lonely alley that will suit us perfectly."
They pass by an old tramp who's been lingering the past few days, when Carver says "I hope you meant that about tea, Adam."
"Sure," Adam shrugs. "My parents are away for the weekend. They left loads of food. Just deal with these two yobboes, first. I want them to know how it feels to have their clothes stolen."
There's awhile until his good-for-nothing sister gets back, anyways.