Chapter 38
"Vince?" Naboo calls again.
"I'm here." He turns around.
"Where have you been?"
"Upstairs."
"Doing what?"
"Straightening my hair." I lie quickly.
"Your hair isn't straightened." He points out.
"The straighteners aren't working." He gives me a look, but doesn't say anything.
"Saboo and the gang asked if they could come round later, but I haven't answered yet. I thought I should ask you first. What do you say?"
"Yeah, that's fine."
"Great!" He grins. "Have you eaten yet?" I look away. "Vincent."
"No." I mutter.
"Eat."
"Naboo…"
"You have to eat, Vincent. I'll make something."
"Yes Naboo." I trudge back upstairs. A few minutes later, he calls me into the kitchen.
"Vince! Food's ready!" I make a face, but go anyway.
Sitting down, I glare at the plate of food, then at Naboo's back. He's not facing me. Maybe I could get the food to the bin without him noticing…
"Don't even think about it." Naboo says, still facing away.
"How did you…?"
"Shaman, remember?"
"Oh yeah." I begin eating, feeling sick from the first bite. When I finish, I push the plate away. Naboo looks so proud.
"They should be here soon."
"The shamen?"
"Yes."
"Ok."
"I need to talk to Saboo about something. Do you mind if I leave you with the other shamen for a while? I won't go far."
"Yeah, that's fine. What do you need to talk to him about?"
"Oh, just some boring stuff."
"Ok." I say suspiciously.
"Everything's fine, Vince. Shall we go and wait for them?"
"Ok."