"You've got a boy friend" Says Small Sprog to Tall Girl in a nah nah nan nah nah voice.
We were sitting in the car wondering if a trip to the park was a good idea, or if it would rain any minute. He had chosen this moment to tease his sister. She was a sitting duck!
"No I didn't"
"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't, I said I fancied someone" She said, giving in because she knew she couldn't bluff it, knowing he would embarrass her in front of me anyway.
"Whats his name then" I ask her, joining in the fun.
"Not Telling you"
"Well, what does he look like"
Silence. She is a very private person. I will never truly know her.
"What colour is his hair?" I laugh.
"I don't know!"
"What do you mean, you don't know?!" I giggle, though I guess that comes later. "Is he in your year?" I continue, knowing I will get more information that way than if I ask if he's in her class.
"What's his name?"
"Not telling you" Ah! I had reached the end of what she was willing to tell me.
"Would I know him if you told me?"
"Does he fancy you?"I hazard
"How can you tell?" She looks at me in amazement
"Well, does he steal stuff from your pencil case and hit you with his ruler?"
"He does then"!
I loved being that age!!