John Kara shouted
John was sitting alone on his island,writing in his red book
But when he heard Kara’s voice,he stood up
I need to see you she cried
Kara was standing at the side of the lake and waving to John John quickly got into the boat and a few minutes later he was standing next to Kara John smiled nervously
So we’re still friends he asked
Yes … We’re still friends,Kara answered
You’re crazy,he said
That’s what the doctors say,Kara said They both laughed and then they looked at each other for a long time
Do you ever want to be someone else John asked
I don’t know,Kara replied Sometimes, I guess
I do, said John All the time
Why Kara said I don’t want you to be anyone else I think you’re really clever You know more about me than I do And you knew about this place
The island asked John
No Owl Hall, stupid, said Kara
They both laughed again
You don’t need to be clever to know what’s going on here, John said How many holiday homes do you know with so many cameras I knew there was something wrong with this place as soon as I arrived
You should be a spy, Kara said
I know, he said It didn’t take me long to find the basement and the key to get inside I spent a lot of time in there And no one ever found me I could always see when Howard was coming back by looking at the monitors
That’s how you knew so much about my past and about Martin You read my case file, said Kara
And I hacked into the computer system so I could send you messages, said John Howard never discovered them
What about your dad Kara asked What did he think you were doing
I don’t knows, John said He doesn’t care about me
Of course he does Why do you call him sir Kara asked
He thinks children should always obey their parents, said John We’ve never been close Not like you and your mum You’re lucky My dad’s always busy with his work
Then John looked away from Kara So do you know my story now he asked Did you read my case file About what happened at school
No, I didn’t, Kara replied But when you’re ready, you can tell me about it I want to hear your story from you and not from some notes or reports
Then Kara looked at the red book that John was holding
What are you writing she asked
Words, John said
You love words, don’t you said Kara
John did not answer
You should be a writer, Kara said
The boy moved nervously I don’t think so, He said Words are dangerous