Monday 26th October 1998
The six girls were in Tish's family car, which was currently being driven by Tish's mother, Francine.
'So, you will be careful, girls? I mean, Letitia's aunt and uncle own the little chalet that you'll be staying in, and they are lovely people, so, no being mean to them.' All of the girls nodded, silently thinking that Tish's mum was a lot scarier than Mrs Parker, the French teacher with a reputation amongst the pupils.
After the long car journey, they arrived at the chalet. Tish's Aunt and Uncle were stood there, waiting for them.
'Now, can I drop you here, girls? I've got a business meeting in Scarborough and I'm running late as it is!' All of them thanked Francine and walked towards the house.
'Hello girls!' Tish's aunt called to them. The six ran over.
'Right, I'm Maya, Tish's Auntie. This is my husband, Daniel. Our daughter's upstairs at the moment, so be a little quiet when going upstairs. She's revising her degree course.' The group nodded, before heading upstairs.
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'There's a little van that sells burgers, girls, do you want to go out and get some food?' Maya asked.
'Yeah, alright. We need to stretch our legs!' Tish said. Just then, Tish's cousin appeared for the first time.
'Tisha, can you get me some chips please?'
'Just stick on the bill, why don't you?' Tish muttered.
It was a twenty minute walk from the chalet to the van. There wasn't exactly a queue either. Tosh decided to get the food for everyone.
'Hey, um, can we have six burgers and bag of chips, please?' The man, who looked a little grubby, handed the food over, at a price which seemed relatively cheap. Only Phoebe ate, the overs waited until they got back to the Chalet.
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'Are you okay, Phoebe?' Tosh asked that night. The six had spilt into pairs; two per bedroom, Tosh was with Phoebe.
'Yeah, just feel a little ill. Probably nothing.' Tosh nodded and rolled onto her back.
'You never know, maybe there was something in the food!' Phoebe grimaced.
'Yeah, well, only Tish, Louise and I actually got to taste the food, somebody lost theirs!' Tosh nodded. The family dog had decided to steal the burgers out of Tosh's hand when she had been distracted, thus removing any chance of dinner she would have had.
3 weeks later
'So, Phoebe isn't coming in?' The physics teacher, Mrs Clark asked. Tosh nodded.
'And why is that?'
'Um, well, we think she may have hepatitis, miss, from the half term holiday.' Mrs Clark shook her head before heading back to the front of the class.
Hi, I'm here! Got the idea for Phoebe being ill from Countrycide, when Tosh talks about a friend of hers. Please review!
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