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“Hi”
“Hi!”
“Listen, your mom told me that some of your colleagues are picking on you”
“Colleagues?”
“What, sweetie?”
“What?”
“I can’t hear you. You need to raise your voice”.
“Dad, they are not..”
“I KNOW what I said, Iris”.
“Irida. It’s Irida, dad”.
“I KNOW. Wake up!”
“Just do not tell your mom.. she wants to ruin me”.
“Why are you whispering?”
“Dad, dad?”
“Is that it?”
“Yes, Mrs. Lingard-Green".
“That was 5 seconds. Is that how long you usually speak to each other?”
“Well..”
“Penny, get in here please. How long do you speak to your father on the telephone when he calls”.
“For one hour. Maybe two”.
“There. Now, Michaelidis, what do you have to say for yourself?”
“My father is a twat”.
“Speak up, dear”.
“It’s just how we do”.
“Right, well..”
“Penny, please walk Ms. Michaelidis to school”.
“Thank you, Mrs. Lingard-Green".
“But don’t take the main stairs. Not like last time, Michaelidis”.
“I.."
“Just go, Michaelidis”.
“Come on girls!”
“Coming, Miss”.
“Psst.. let’s take a detour”.
“Psst.. we have to follow the others. This is a group walking lesson. Katrina!”
“Come on, keep up!”
“Here, let me help you through”
“Ow, something bit me!”
“That’s just a stinging nettle”.
“Oh, a Urtica dioica”
“You are kind of a dork, Michaelidis”.
“Iris, why aren’t you on the bus?”
“My stomach hurts, Mrs..”
“Nonsense, you look fine. Now, get a move on, the bus to London leaves in 5 seconds”
“Iris put those back. That is stealing!”
“Keep walking, Cara, do not create a fuss!”
“Penny, tell her!”
“Quiet, Cara!”.
“Hello, is this Mr. Michaelidis. Apologies for this late hour, but it’s about Iris. Yes, she stole some books from a bookshop in London. Well, it wasn’t Harry Potter, that’s for sure”.
“Now, Michaelidis, what do you have to say to your fellow boarders who were with you when you decided to walk away with those books? Did you not think of their discomfort?”
“Sorry. I didn’t understand what I was doing”.
“I understand, you know. I pinched something too. We all have”.
“Guys, be quiet. I am trying to sleep!”
“We’ll talk about it in the morning. You’re a pal, Michaelidis”.
“Right, Michaelidis, you’re in Armstrong’s team!”
“Ms. Ashley, I need to use the bathroom”.
“Michaelidis, did you hear what I told you?”
“No more excuses. Get in!”
“Come on, girls!”
“Michaelidis, use your legs!”
“Oh, just get out of the way!”
“Ow!”
“Katrina?"
“Yeah?”.
“The ball thingy is coming right at us”.
“This way. Don’t just stand there”.
“I cannot feel my legs. You’re going to have to carry me”.
“Oh, come off it. Move, 1,2,3”.
“Katrina!”
“Move!”
“I think I have grass in my mouth. My sweatpants.. it looks like I s...”
“Hey, Helen, look at Michaelidis. She can’t do anything”.
“You don’t want to do anything, Iris”.
“Sir..”
“Nothing at all interests you. From the first day you walked through those doors with your slumped shoulders and your ill manners".
“I try..”
“Speak up!”
“I am trying, sir. Sorry, sir”.
“I saw Peter Childers torturing a ladybug!”
“A what?”
“A ladybug. He had this empty pen..”
“Did you report it?”
“No, I am telling you”.
“Peter is my boyfriend”.
“Oh”
“So, you cannot tell anyone”
“Congratulations. He seems lovely”.
“Hey, I was here first!”
“Oh, piss off, Michaelidis, I am older and hungrier”.
“Hey, what the hell are you playing at with your jeans?”
“Sandra..”
“Get upstairs and change, now!”
“I didn’t do it!”
“I am your prefect, do not talk back. Move!”
“Why did you have to write on my jeans, Cara?”
“Did you get in trouble?”
“Yes, by Sandra”.
“Oh, she’s vicious”.
“I know”.
“She told me to change. It’s fine, I know you didn’t mean it. I just do not like getting in trouble all the time”.
“So, don’t be the trouble”.
“What?”
“Mum always used to say whenever I did something bad: You’re not in trouble. You are the trouble”.
“And?”
“And piss off mum. She was drunk most of the time anyways”.
“Do you have a mum, Irida?”
“Everyone does. But I also have a stepmom”.
“...Mom”.
“Mum”.
“Do you also say soccer?”
“Been!”
“You’re funny, Michaelidis. I think I have new jeans you can wear”.
“I can’t fit in my jeans anymore. My legs are swollen”.
“You sit down”
“I like sitting down. That is what butts are made for”.
“I’ll make you some red tea”.
“I don’t like tea”.
“I see. It’s because you’re Greek”.
“Half-Greek. My mother is French. And you’re Italian?”
“Half-Italian. My mother is American”.
“Ah”.
“I’ll make you tea”.
“Coffee”.
“For your legs?”
“But, I want coffee”.
“Huh?”
“I’d love some tea”.
“I need to ask you something”.
“Iris!”
“Have you ever been in love with a girl?”
“Of course! The feeling is so strong!”
“Who are you in love with?”
“There is a girl in my accommodation..”
“Does she like you?”
“Am I gay?”
“Well, not necessarily. I mean, do you like men?”
“Not right now. Just her”
“Did you ever like boys, when you were in school?”
“Boarding school”.
“Yes?”
“No. But there was this girl..”
“There is a house”.
“Cara, why are you gasping?"
"Fortune tellers are usually fakes”
“Shh. Iris, she can hear you”.
“I know she can. Can I have my hand back, please”.
“You will be rich”.
“Everyone wants to be rich”
“And in love”.
“Can you see with who?”
“Are you interested, Iris?”
“Not, really, Cara?”
“Hi!”
“Hi!”
“How have you been?”
Yeah, good, I live near Uni with a friend”.
“Have you been back to Greece at all?”.
“I was back for Christmas. You?”
“I am leaving England. I am going back to Bahrain. I got a job offer there, so.”
“Congratulations!”
“I haven’t forgotten what you told me, you know. Unless, you want me to forget. You’re blushing”.
“This was the first time I said it”.
“Thank you for saying it”.
“Yeah, I am sorry I told you to leave that night. You know after I said it. I didn’t want you to leave. But I thought maybe you did”.
“Anyway”
“Anyway”.
“Merry after Christmas, Iris”.
“Merry after Christmas, Maryam”.
“Do you know the bar, Extra Skin?”
“Sure, why?"
“Would you like to go after here?”
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