He’s a full five centimetres taller than me, which I hate.
I swear he’s always stretching his legs to get everybody to notice how tall he is.
Liam stretches out his long legs in front of him, sliding them under the pew in front of us. This one and the last day of term four,” Kennedy says to Liam. “… a significant number of students don’t attend these days. Guests are sitting in the first couple of pews - old alumni of the school who still like to attend the services, as well as a representative from a charity where the gold coin donations will go. I’m pretty good friends with Jasper, or at least, I used to be until we had that one sleepover last November. I see the school captains, Jasper Harvey and Trinity Nguyen, compare their speeches and whisper to each other. At the front of the church, the staff members and student speakers prepare to begin the service. I wait, not for the first time today, for school to finish.
Hopefully, when the service starts and the doors are closed, it will warm up, but this old church doesn’t look as if it has the best insulation. Thankfully, by this time of year, the sweltering Australian summer has cooled down, but this autumn is uncomfortably frosty. As Year 12s, we’re seated at the very back of the church, nearby the huge wooden doors that invite gusts of wheezing winds. I look away and wrap my arms tighter around myself. His eyes drift up and catch me looking at him, and though he’s smiling at Kennedy, his eyes harden at the sight of me. Kennedy’s 160 centimetres and Liam is almost 185, which means I have a clear view of his stupid face. The Easter service, on the last day of term one, and the Christmas service, on the last day of term four. While Easton Grammar isn’t a religious school, there are two church services every year.
Liam and Kennedy talk about the service, looking around at the students that fill the pews.
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