Tales from the Tower, Volume 2 (28 page)

When I made room she sat down and I whispered who is Luke? and she laughed a bit and whispered back oh just this guy. I asked is he good-looking? and she said I think he is, I'll show you a photo of him tomorrow on my phone. I think she was going to tell me more but then she stopped and said hey did Shane do or say anything weird today? I said he just sits with me when the cartoons are on and she said does he get you to sit in his lap? If he does anything like that you come and tell me straight away. I said why not Mum and I could see Ellie's face go sad and tired and she said no, just tell me.

She said Zac and Dylan went to live with other families because they had police records when they were just kids and they ran away thinking they wanted to live with their dad but they didn't really because their dad was hopeless, but Tegan went because of Ian, Mum's old boyfriend before Garry. Mum had a screaming fight with Child Protection and said everyone was lying but it didn't stop Tegan going. She got taken away and Mum didn't stop it. I felt the heavy, heavy weight in my stomach as she whispered. Like when you sit in the bath and all the water drains out. Ellie said you have to be careful of him and I said but I'm just a kid and Ellie said that's why, Ty, that's why.

There wasn't much room in my bed when she'd squeezed in and I smelled her hair which smelled like the bread in Subway and I said that's why you're saving up isn't it so you can go too, and she didn't answer for so long I thought she must've started going to sleep. Then I heard her say Tyler, she might have left me but I'm not leaving you, not ever.

I asked Mum if she would drive me to the mall today. Georgia told me at school that at the arts supply shop there they have Derwents and she thought you can buy them just one at a time. Mum drove me there and it was a bit scary driving in the car because she had to keep revving it up at the traffic lights to keep it from conking out. What Ellie said is true – it's not going well since Shane fixed it. Mum said never mind Tyler it's still good having a guy around the place isn't it and I said yes and she said it makes you feel safe doesn't it and I said yes again. She said he's going to be on the straight and narrow now but he's had his problems like all of us. At the mall she said she would meet me in half an hour and I went to the art supply shop and I had enough money to buy five pencils. I couldn't decide which colours I wanted first. Finally I picked out my five. Scarlet Lake, Oriental Blue, Deep Cadmium, Lemon Yellow and Cloud Blue. If I did a picture of a blue budgie it would be Cloud Blue and Iced Blue with extra grey on the feathers. When I close my eyes I can see exactly how that drawing would look, like the picture I did of the running horse I drew in science and the teacher said where did you copy this and I said I didn't copy it, it just came out of my head. It was Mr Godfrey and he said are you saying you did this freehand? I said yes, even though I wasn't sure what freehand was, and he said OK then let's see you draw one now on the whiteboard, in a voice like I was in trouble. I felt angry instead of nervous because he didn't believe me so I just started drawing a horse with two huge wings coming out of its back, right to the edge of the whiteboard. He didn't say sorry for not believing you he just said well then, I think I've found the student who's going to decorate the board for parent–teacher night. Except for Mrs Carlyle I never want to tell the teachers if I like something because this is what happens, they use it to make you do something they want.

I think sometimes about what you would have to do to be an artist, for example how would you make money. My pencils have ‘student quality' written on the packet but the Derwent pencils are for real artists and that is why they're special. I would feel special and proud to have them, like when Aunty Jacinta wrote in her letter ‘we think you're wonderful'.

It's like you're not really allowed to feel proud. I said to Mum I wanted to look at our Plushies in the gift shop and first she didn't want to. She said she'd be too embarrassed and the lady would think she was a loser, hanging round looking at them only a few days after she'd dropped them off. She said it would be more professional to stay away until she got a phone call or something. But I wanted to see something I had made for sale in a real shop.

Finally we went up there and looked in the display window which looked so nice with embroidered cushions and wooden carved elephants and Mum said it's not here, it was right here in front of that basket and she's taken it out.

Her voice had gone flat and far off and she was chewing on her lips and breathing hard. She said she must have only left it there to shut me up for a while, it was the good one I made Tyler, with the stripy shirt. I said I want to go in and see if they're inside sitting in a basket or something and Mum said no don't, we're wasting our time here. I thought about all that sewing and Centrelink giving Mum the test and suddenly the lady who owned the shop saw us and her face changed when she saw Mum and Mum said come on we're out of here.

But the lady came running out calling Mum's name and said I was about to call you and tell you. Mum said: are they inside? and I could tell how much she tried to keep her voice normal. Because my little girl here helped me make those things, if you didn't want them you should have just said. But the lady said they're not inside, they're all gone. We both just looked at her and she said it's amazing the whole lot have sold out in three days, I was going to ring you to tell you to come in and I'd pay you.

We didn't say anything we just followed her into the shop and she had a receipt and an envelope for Mum there with her name already on it and she said I'll take as many as you can make. Mum just nodded and grabbed my arm really tightly and steered me out of the shop. We went down the escalators and she opened the envelope without saying anything and bought two Krispy Kreme doughnuts and we went back to the car and got in and we still hadn't said a word. As she was trying to start the car I was thinking that I could have bought another pencil for the same price as my doughnut and the car revved then rattled like it was laughing at us and then stopped.

We sat there with sugar all round our mouths then Mum looked down at the envelope in her lap and tears dripped on it. She kept crying and shaking and not even wiping the tears and snot away then she took out thirty dollars and said Tyler this is for you this is your share.

Today Mum went to do the supermarket shopping and I was home watching TV when the phone rang and someone said is Shane Smyth there please? He was asleep but Mum says never tell a stranger on the phone that anyone is asleep so I just asked if I could take a message and the person said: please tell him someone from the Community Offender Services Office needs to speak with him. When I told Shane that he got straight out of bed and pushed past me and just listened on the phone saying yes yes sure thing yes. When he hung up he said to me Tyler do you like to do your friends favours?

I said yes. I didn't really know what else to answer. So many of Shane's questions you can't really answer, like he'll say wassup Tyler baby? And, all good eh Tyler? but there's nothing really to say to those questions.

But I said yes and he smiled and said that's good, because you can do a little favour for me. It's a simple thing. It's something so simple you won't believe it.

I was watching him smiling and nodding at me and even though his voice was friendly his hand was in his mouth and I could see his teeth biting the bleeding cuticle down the side of his thumbnail all the time he was talking. The stone in my stomach was squeezing and pressing, sending a taste up into my mouth. Not a taste. Like when you have an easter egg and the foil gets bitten onto one of your fillings. Like fingernails on the blackboard.

I said what is the favour? I kept looking at my sandals. I liked them when I got them in Target because they had small pressed-out daisies on the top but now they just looked stupid and babyish. My toes were hanging out over the edge all grubby. I swallowed down the foil taste.

He tells me what it is and it's like the words he's saying don't make sense, like they're broken up in a box and I can't start sorting through them to put them back together. And the stone shifts and slips and I feel sweat on my skin because my heart jumps up into the back of my mouth.

He says Tyler I need you to piss into a cup and give it to me. I know it sounds crazy but it's just a surprise trick I'm playing.

All the muscles go stiff on my face and Shane is smiling so wide his mouth is big and stretched. He says hey, you're blushing! It's just for a surprise. You can't tell anyone.

I say why not Mum? and his face closes up like a window and his lip gets that mean look and he says I thought you were my friend, I thought you would be a good person to ask, because you can keep a secret. But can you, Tyler?

I say yes, I can.

He says you have to do it in a special cup, with a lid. Well, so the piss doesn't spill out, and so that I can carry it, I just put the lid on, OK?

I say OK again, and my mind is picking up one piece, searching, searching for another piece to make sense.

And Shane looked at the time on his phone and said do you need to go now, Tyler baby? Because if you can go right now for me, that would be great, and I can get the surprise going.

I get up and take the cup, walk out with my jigsaw-box head and my foil mouth. Ellie tried to tell me to watch out for him, but not for this, not going to the toilet. Not sitting trying to catch the wee that gushes out of me, seeing my white legs jiggling on the toilet seat. I go out and his hand is already stretched out waiting for me with the fingers going come on come on come on. I give him the cup and I see the face he makes when he feels it's warm and I get really small and a thread is pulling through me like I am one of the dolls stitched up tight and stiff.

He says that's perfect, I owe you one, Tyler babe, and he screws on the lid and runs out of the house. I am putting this in my journal for Mrs Carlyle because she said it's good to write about things even if they make us feel ashamed or like we want to cry. Now I don't want to write any more.

My mum has worked out how to make the overlocker do blanket stitch and she says check this out girls I've got a sweatshop going here. She says it's so much quicker now Tyler and if you can just help me do the hair and the faces I'll be able to do stacks of them. She has put colour in her hair and it is a red-brown colour. Vermilion plus Burnt Umber. The internet is back on for the computer so Mum says there's no reason why Ellie has to hang round to use the ones in the school library which means I won't be able to stay there with her after school and read
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
in the beanbag in the story corner.

This morning Mrs Carlyle said now my dearest Six Cs, I'm going to put this box here on my desk and if anyone would like to take the opportunity to put their journals in so I can read them, I would be so happy and honoured.

I am just waiting after school for Ellie to walk across from the senior campus to come and meet me and there's no one else here so I'm going to put mine in.