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- Authors: Simon James Green
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They say ignorance is bliss.
And right at this moment*, this ignorant kid was blissfully happy and
blissfully unaware that in just twelve hours’ time something would happen,
the first domino would fall, leading to his safe little world being blown wide
apart.
In narrative structure, that’s what we call a hook. But let’s leave that
dangling and focus back in on the present.
Location: my cul-de-sac in the town of MarketWickby, Lincolnshire –
welcome to the middle of nowhere; if you do die of boredom, please try not to
cause a scene.
Our hero: me. I’ve always hated writing myself into stories in a way
that feels autobiographical, mainly because it would lead to awkward
conversations with my mother. So, we’ll call our guy Jamie Hampton, OK?
Sixteen. “An intelligent and sensitive boy.” (Not my words – my school
report – although I wouldn’t disagree.) Average height, slim build,
according to my mum: handsome. I’ve always disliked thinking about my
appearance, so you decide. Besides, attractiveness is more than just the
physical, as I was soon to discover. (That was a call back to the hook just to
tease you, but come on, focus on me for now.) I was a bit too bright to be
seen as cool, a bit too popular to be accepted by the nerds – very much in
the middle of the social pecking order, and that was an OK place to be –
accepted enough that I got invited to most of the parties (even if I wasn’t
top of anyone’s list)
but never having to worry about falling out of favour
with the A-listers, because I wasn’t part of their group anyway. Only one
problem: being in the middle wasn’t really what Cambridge were looking
for in their applicants, so I had my heart set on making more of a splash.
Little did I know quite how much of one I would make by the end of
summer term. Nice bit of foreshadowing for you there. I hope you enjoy all
the literary devices in this opening chapter.
What else?
Oh, and dressed in my new rugby top – more on that shortly.
Action: I’m walking down the pavement on my way to school. I’m
smiling. A bounce in my step. A bit too happy for a normal sixteen-yearold. I probably should have been more tortured, more into Camus and
Nietzsche, but, I don’t know, maybe I’ve always had unnaturally high
serotonin levels.
Soundtrack: “What’s Up” by 4 Non Blondes – chiefly because that’s
what my clock radio was playing when it woke me up, and I couldn’t get it
out of my head.
Honestly, life was pretty good.
Bryan Adams liked to sing about the summer of ’69, but I’d never
understood why 1969 was so special (although Mum seemed to think it
was, or Bryan Adams was, or I don’t know). In any case, it felt like the
summer of ’94 was going to be our moment.* The one we would look back
on. By “we” I’m only talking about the lower sixth at Market Wickby
Secondary, but right then, we were all that mattered. I suppose everyone is
the centre of their own universe, aren’t they? I didn’t have any idea what it
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