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So why not talk to her about all this?

Because she died.

Last time I make that mistake.

Are we done?

Hey.

Hey.

You don't have to look at me like that.

I'm just dying. It's not contagious.

- How are you feeling today?

- Can I come for a ride?

Do you always answer a question

with another question?

Does that annoy you?

Bit tricky to ride this at the minute.

I thought I'd strip the engine down,

give it a clean.

And now you can't put it back together.

What do you mean? I can, no trouble.

Just so long as this bit wasn't important.

Where did you say we were going again?

I didn't.

What?

A good long cross-country hike. Excellent.

Because my big problem is

too much energy to burn.

Nearly there.

- It's worth it, yeah?

- Yes.

So, what's the story with you and your mum?

My dad died last year. He was hit by a car.

I had a place at college, but I had to defer it.

You should still go.

I don't know. I kind of...

I'm not sure I was ready for it anyway.

Are you afraid?

It comes and goes.

Most people think that when you're sick

you become fearless and brave,

but you don't.

Most of the time it's like being stalked

by a psycho,

Iike I might get shot any second.

Sometimes I forget about it for hours.

What makes you forget?

When I was with you in the wood,

I didn't think about it

for the whole afternoon.

Look at me.

I'm not thinking about it now.

- So, why don't you want to go?

- I shouldn't have said anything.

Genie's out of the bottle now.

- Whose party is it?

- I'm not sure.

- You didn't get invited?

- That's not really how it works.

- But all your mates are going?

- I guess, yeah.

- I just haven't done this stuff in a while.

- Makes two of us.

Hey, so, do you just want to hang out here?

- I'll get us something to drink.

- Yeah.

- Or come with me?

- I'll come with you.

- Hey, there he is!

- Hi, guys.

Sorry to bother you,

it's just we used to know someone

who looked just like your friend here.

I'm Tessa. It's nice to meet you.

If you're the one that got him out

of the house, it's good to meet you, too.

How's college?

You don't even have to pretend

to learn anything.

- You should try it.

- Yeah, I will, sometime.

- Are you drinking this?

- Yeah, actually...

Yeah, it's good, I think,

just to pop in to parties like that.

Don't want to outstay a welcome, do you?

You got a pretty big one there.

You should get out more.

Well, then they wouldn't care

when I walked in, would they?

- Did that girl hurt you?

- Other way round.

I caught her fist a good one with my chin,

then whacked her right in the knee

with my nose.

- You need to be careful.

- No, I don't.

That's the thing.

- Here you go then.

- How do you mean?

- This is you.

- No, bollocks, no way.

I'll walk you to your door.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, of course, no trouble.

See?

Thank you.

Hey.

Hello.

- You dropped a fiver.

- What?

That fiver. You dropped it.

That's not mine.

I saw it come out of your pocket.

- Really?

- Yeah.

'Cause I was looking.

Okay, well, thanks.

- That was so cool.

- lt totally was.

We rock as criminals.

That flirty eye thing you were doing.

What about you nipping in there

with the perfect timing?

- So now what?

- Now we get some cash out and party.

- With the card?

- Right.

- Okay. What's the number?

- What do you mean?

Didn't you see the number?

No, I was doing the flirty eye thing.

I was nipping in there.

We suck as criminals.

Probably best. The guy seemed all right.

Maybe we should try and give his card back.

- And how are we going to do that?

- Not interrupting anything, am l? Get...

- Tessa...

- What?

- The card.

- What about it?

Give it back to him!

Scott plays it cool.

I know he's crazy about me.

- How'd you know?

- Because he's a guy.

I'll take your word for it.

So, why didn't he call me last night?

Zo, there's something I need to tell you.

Let's get this done first.

Remember,

shoplifting's all about confidence.

Walk tall, pick and pocket.

In there, we go in separate.

- Why not together?

- More suspicious. Go on.

Right.

Tessa? Tessa Scott?

- No. Sorry.

- lt is you.

Don't you remember us? From school.

Oh, yeah.

- You left in Year 11, didn't you?

- Ten.

So how's it going?

Are you still having all that treatment?

Not anymore.

- So you're better?

- No.

What do you two want?

- Hi, Zoey.

- You helping her shop?

- Are you ready to go?

- Yeah.

Is it true you've been seeing Scott Redmond?

What's it to you? Do you know him?

- All right, let's go.

- Everybody knows him.

He went out with my sister

for about half an hour.

Is that right?

I have to go collect the invites for my funeral.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I also need to sort out the readings.

Make sure it's not that bloody poem.

It's been done to death.

Let go of me.

They're idiots, Zo. They don't know anything.

I know.

- I have to go find him.

- Now?

Yeah. I'm sorry. I need to go.

Hey!

Another one! Stop her too!

Gotcha.

Sit down.

Empty your pockets.

Well, I'd call that evidence, wouldn't you?

Name. Address. Parents' phone numbers.

- Don't call my dad.

- We have a choice.

We can call him, or we can call the police.

The police, every time.

Now, I told that guy out there

I'd handle it, and if you...

Listen...

This is a portacath.

It's an access disk for medical treatments.

I have acute lymphoblastic leukemia.

Please put your shirt back on.

Do you know what

acute lymphoblastic leukemia is?

No, I'm afraid I don't.

It's cancer.

I still have to call your dad.

And you, what's your excuse?

What did she take?

One Clearblue Home Pregnancy Test.

Was this on the list? Shoplifting?

What are you doing, Tessa?

- What are you doing?

- As much as I can. As fast as I can.

I wish you'd stop.

You'd prefer I spend the rest of my life

huddled in a blanket on the sofa,

with my head on your shoulder.

Yeah, I would. Can you blame me?

Yes, I would.

My point is...

Well, my point is, I like a strong woman.

You've always wanted to be carried to bed.

I have always wanted to be carried to bed.

What I don't do, is bring to a mate's party

an, admittedly perfectly formed,

young pixie warlock.

Yeah, she's isn't a warlock.

I mean you can't just go around

starting fights every which way

and shaking things up like that.

Apparently you can.

What are you doing here?

I've been stalking you all day.

I only just now plucked up the courage

to reveal myself.

Really?

No.

My dad's in the health food store.

He could drive past.

It's nice to see your mates again.

Yeah. Always a pleasure.

Well, I'll see you around, maybe.

Sure, yeah.

- I know you're looking.

- I'm not looking.

Liar.

Perhaps you should think about

going back to school.

A bit of normality in your life.

I'm not going back to school.

There's got to be some perks

to terminal illness.

I'm killing you, right?

Every day.

Watch out, mate.

Bloody idiot.

What's this guy up to?

Tessa, where are you going? Tessa?

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