Starting a new life in a new town with a new family can be trying for any teen, but throw in a few witches, some acid-spitting chryths, a time-distortion, a league of monsterous igorans, a homicidal goblin, a rogue demon and a disbelieving father, it’s a transition that young Jamie Yendall may never survive.
Jamie liked school. He liked it for a number of reasons.
He was semi-popular – maybe not quite like Hayden or Dewey whose approval everyone craved (for what reason Jamie wasn’t sure, he supposed they were kind of good-looking in their own guy kind of way), but he was no loser, not like Wheezy-Ass Angus and Four-Eyed Frizzy Benjamin Cranx. Jamie never considered himself a bully, but if a person was going to come to school dressed in seventies get up or sporting short back and sides when their ears stuck out a mile, then they’ve got to be looking for some sort of comment and Jamie just couldn’t help himself.
He had a hot girlfriend, maybe not quite as gorgeous as the senior Mandy Bishop who, if the rumours were right, had just got a modelling scholarship and was off to the States come graduation, but Jamie wasn’t about to complain. To Jamie, Anna was a stunner. She was of Asian background, but that’s as far as her Asian heritage goes. Born in Oz, she was Aussie through and through. She was wild, exciting, and most of all, his.
Jamie’s group, consisting of Grey, Jonno, Mika and, obviously, himself, were known as the ‘Grovers’, though why he wasn’t sure. Just knowing that he and his friends were cool enough to be given a name was awesome as far as he was concerned.
Plus as full forward for Creswicks Football Team (finished third on the ladder and favourite for the cup this year – their second half of the season had been outstanding) Jamie had a certain amount of bragging rights.
Granted, his academic prowess was nothing to write home about (or perhaps was something to write home about since he tended to get a few more letters sent home than was normal, and rarely anything good), but he could live with that. In Jamie’s opinion, school was a social ground, and academia just a side-line.
Most of all he liked school because, well, when he’s at school, he wasn’t at home. Home wasn’t fun.