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At the end of the synchronised swimming session, after the others had scuttled off for the school bus, Floriane, Anne, and Marie held a pow-wow in the changing room. This was a crisis meeting. They agreed to bury the hatchet between them and assess the new threat to their situation: AGNES ‘FUCKING’ AHLBERG.
Marie had enjoyed the way that Agnes had flirted with her during the training session. Then she had raised her expectations. ‘I should tell you now, I’m a lesbisk, but my girlfriend is back in Sweden. She doesn’t need to know about anything we have between us.’
But then, Floriane confided, she had her own own hopes for Agnes, but also her fellow Swedish exchange student, the guy called Skylar Moon.
Marie said that she had seen the two of them, cosying up in the douche, after the training session.
Anne felt that this was perfectly normal. After all, they were both International Baccalaureate students, exchange students from Sweden. Wasn’t it natural they should want to get to know each other?
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Agnes climbed on board the school ‘bus waiting in the car park. She felt nervous, and was unsure where to sit.
‘Hey you. Sister. Over here!’
The wolf call came from in Swedish from Skylar Moon. He had already bared his fangs at the other guys who had all moved away. He had the back seat to himself.
Agnes grinned. She moved up back with him. He was very well dressed for a student. She was still in her combat pants and black top. They chatted in Swedish. He was charming and fun.
‘So what’s your idea of fun Agnes?’
She laughed. ‘I don’t know. I guess just being round interesting people.’
Skylar placed his hand on Agnes upper thigh, just a little too close for comfort.
‘Mmmm . OK it’s difficult. Ima not sure these French people would understand, but let’s get this right, I am a lesbisk.’
Skylar smiled sweetly, seductively.
‘Not a problem. I am not only bi-sexual, but I’m a vampire’
Agnes cracked up and laughed. The tension of being an outsider, a foreigner, dissipated. This crazy guy from Stockholm! He laughs a lot. He is not afraid of being who he is. Saying what he thinks.
For the first time in her life. Agnes felt attracted to a guy. A gorgeously beautiful guy. She envisioned dragging this chimera back to Amal, and watching as the heads of Camilla and everyone exploded in envy.
A cloud scudded across her horizon.
How would she explain this to Elin? This was just a joke OK? Or was it ?
Elin would understand. Or would she?
Anes kissed Skylar on the cheek. ‘I think I should get back to my hosts. I have to fit in’
Skylar grinned ‘I’m here for you, when you are ready!’
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Floriane cursed. ‘Sorry Anne, but you have to understand, this makes him want him more than ever. I need to shag his brains out.’
Anne relented. ‘Ooops sorry. I wish someone wanted to shag my brains out.’
Marie smiled. ‘Not a problem Anne. But this Agnes Ahlberg is a challenge to all of us. If we stick together, we’ll get what we want. Floriane can have Skylar, and I’ll get Agnes.’
Anne scratched her head ‘What do I get?’
Floriane smiled her snake-charmers smile ‘The knowledge that you made all this happen. Just think, all the girls in your group will be dying to know the gossip, and it all came from you!’
Anne looked less than convinced.