Sam and Jenny stood in the corridor of St Jude's International School staring at the school fees invoice in disbelief.
'Man! Do Mum and Dad pay that much for us as well?' Jenny asked.
Her brother nodded. 'But they can afford it. Whereas ...' he glanced over to a morose Ethan unpacking his books at his locker, '... now he's lost his scholarship, Ethan has to somehow find the money himself.'
'So why isn't he doing something about it? Why is he still moping around over Little Miss Pouty Lips?'
Sam shrugged, then headed for Ethan; he didn't understand either.
'You do realise that when App n Clack launch their version of shamefacebook they're going to take most of our business?' Sam told him, handing back the invoice.
'Not if we come up with something new,' Ethan muttered unconvincingly.
