The (rubbish) phone plot

I HATE BEING EIGHT. Because when you are eight you cant do anything without a grown up knowing about it.

Tonight I tried to call dad. I dont have a mobile (Even though practically EVERYONE in my class has and ive asked mum so many times she tells me im like a stuck record) So I had to use the home phone.

I came up with a plan to use mum and dads bedroom phone because mum is ALWAYS in the sitting room/kitchen where the other one is.

Its hard being sneaky though. Mum always HAS to know what im doing and always has questions questions question!!! Have i had a snack? Do i have homework. Will i play with Jamie? Does my uniform need a wash? Does my hair need a wash? What did i eat at school? Have i made up with the girl i got baked beans all over? (NO WAY!) I can't get away from it.

So I say i'm going to my room.
Mum:- Are you tired? Are you feeling okay? Supper in a minute.

I said I was going to read.
Mum:- What are you reading? Is it for school? Who gave you that to read? Is it good? Do you like it? Who wrote it? Maybe we can get some more of hers when we go to water stones??

AHHHHHGGGGHHH!!!!!!

I know she doesn't mean to. But shes was ruining my plan. I had five minutes before dinner.

I called dads mobile. Its the only number i know off by heart apart from rhiannas (my BF).

I got a bit nervous when it rang. It rang a few times and my heart got all jumpy. which is weird because it's just DAD but i really wanted to know if what mum said is true and hes not coming home this weekend.

But then it just went to voicemail. I don't know what to say so i just hang up. I rang again just incase he hears it this time. But it still just says he can't get to the phone right now but leave a message and he'll get right back.

I couldn't leave a message. So i just hung up again.

I rung him four times in the end.

Maybe he doesnt want to speak to me anymore.

I felt sick at dinner. It was chicken carrots and peas and i ended up eating one pea at a time.

The phone rang in the middle of dinner.

Mum picked it up. "no nothings wrong" she said. "No i didnt call"

It was dad.

"Jess did you call dad four times?"
Nope
"Maddy?"
No
"Maddddiiieeee????"

How does she KNOW????

"Why did you call him?"

"I don't need a reason to talk to dad." i said.

"Usually we talk to him together though" says mum.

Thats true. Usually dad calls and we take turns to talk to him. Although sometimes (i feel bad about this) i just yell "hi dad" cos i want to finish watching the simpsons.

"i just wanted to talk to him" i say quietly

"here you go" mum hands over the phone. But shes sitting there watching me. So i just say "Hi dad hows work. Is there lots more snow in london?" and when he says there is I say "thats nice. i gotta go" and i give the phone back to mum. She tells him we're in the middle of dinner and hangs up.

And thats it.

Maybe i can get rhianna to lend me her phone... but then i have to tell her it's to beg dad not to stay in london... and to tell him hat if he loves me he will come home and take us all iceskating this weekend...  what if he says NO?????

Then rhianna would know dad doesn't love me and I might DIE!