Read Music and Lies (George and Finn Book 1) for Free Online Page B

for internet access so I could check it all out now! ‘Wasn’t Juliana mentioned?’
    Cami sniffed. ‘Aye, she’ll be here, big draw apparently but not my kind of thing. The Dance tent is gonna be great. ’ He then mentioned a couple of DJs I’d never heard of, which wasn’t surprising as I couldn’t stand dance music. I didn’t tell him that.
    Instead I asked, ‘How many stages will there be?’
    He looked at me like I was stupid (again), but how was I supposed to know? I glared back and I think he got the message. He answered the question, at least. ‘Main stage. Pub tent with stage. Real World tent, there’s going to be a drum fest there one night and I think Marcus said something about some bhangra rock fusion. That’s his kind of thing.’ He snorted disapprovingly. ‘Then the Dance tent, which is the best. That’s four with music. Then there’ll be a Chill Zone and another pub tent, the usual stuff.’
    ‘Ah.’
    ‘Aye. And lots of food stalls and other stalls selling loads of crap, joss sticks and crystals and that kind of thing. They don’t set up till the last minute of course but we’ll be starting on the main stage tomorrow.’
    ‘Sounds, er, good,’ I said, although I hadn’t actually understood half of what he said.
    ‘Come on, I’ll show you where everything’s going to be, I’ve seen Marcus’s plan.’
    We followed a path beside the river, which was running fast and brown, and came back into the main clearing near the bridge I had crossed the night before. Cami pointed out a camping area being marked out for families. Then there was the one for vans, where Dex was parked. A few more vehicles seemed to have appeared since I had my breakfast.
    The big, flattish expanse of grass in the centre was where the stages would be set up, with our campsite at the far end. ‘This is for the serious party-goers,’ said Cami as we returned to our tents. ‘That’s why they put us as far away from the families as possible. Once the crowds arrive you’ll get no sleep at all. Not at night, anyway.’ He grinned manically.
    ‘Er, great,’ I said. I wondered how they were going to fit in any more tents. The little triangle of grass they had fenced off with string and poles was already crowded, with more volunteers arriving all the time.
    ‘How many people are expected to come?’
    ‘Dunno. Two thousand? Maybe three? That’s Marcus’s business.’ He frowned at me like he thought I was interfering. I was only asking.
    ‘Thanks for the tour,’ I said. I could be polite even if he couldn’t. Idiot.
    I went into my tent to lie down. Not that you could do anything other than lie down in there. I pulled my sleeping bag over me and closed my eyes. I’d just doze for a while. I suddenly felt exhausted.
    I must have fallen asleep. I woke up feeling muzzy and stiff. The lilo had got a puncture, or maybe I hadn’t blown it up enough. I started to push the sleeping bag off me and then froze. People were speaking in low voices just outside my tent, and I recognised one of them. It was Dex.
    ‘Get your arse up to the village now , okay? Lazy bloody bastard, didn’t I tell you to be there when the pub opened?’
    ‘Why can’t you go? It’ll only take ten minutes in the van. It’ll take forever if I have to walk.’
    ‘I can’t take the van, can I? I don’t want to be recognised. And don’t draw any attention to yourself, okay? We might have got rid of Kevin but you never know who’s sniffing around. Just go to the side door and ask for Frankie. Give him this.’
    ‘What if Marcus finds out?’ I knew who the second voice was now. It was Cami. I’d heard that sneering tone all too recently. ‘Do you think he’d be happy with me running your errands?’
    ‘Just fucking do as you’re told, okay? You know what’s in it for you. And if you don’t …’
    ‘Okay, okay, keep your voice down, I’m going. Look, I’m already gone …’
    The voice was in fact fading away. I kept absolutely