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Inside Susan

Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. she sits on the back seat. she looks at

The man in front's head and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is like a large carrot

Sticking out from the collar of his shirt. she adds up the numbers on her bus ticket to

See if they make twenty-one, but they don't. maybe she shouldn't bother going to school at

All, then. her friends will be in the yard with their arms folded on their chests,

Shielding their breasts to try and make them look bigger, whilst the boys will be too busy

Playing football to notice. the bus is waiting on the high street when suddenly it begins

To rain torrentially and it sounds like someone has emptied about a million packets of

Dried peas on top of the roof of the bus. 'what if it just keeps raining,' she

Thinks to herself, 'and it was just like being in an aquarium except it was all the

Shoppers and office-workers that were floating passed the window instead of fish? '

She's still thinking about this when the bus goes passed caroline lee's house where there

Was a party last week. there were some german exchange students there who were very

Mature; they all ended up jumping out of the bedroom window. one of them tried to get her

To kiss him on the stairs, so she kicked him. later she was sick because she drunk too

Much cider. caroline was drunk as well; she was pretending she was married to a tall boy

In glasses, and she had to wear a polo-neck for three days afterwards to cover up the

Love-bite on her neck. by now the bus is going passed the market. outside is a man who

Spends all day forcing felt-tip pens into people's hands and then trying to make them pay

For them. she used to work in the pet shop, but she got sacked for talking to boys when

She was supposed to be working. she wasn't too bothered though, she hated the smell of the

Rabbits anyway. 'maybe this bus won't stop,' she thinks, 'and I'll stay on

It until I'm old enough to go into pubs on my own. or it could drive me to a town where

People with black hair drink special brew and I can make lots of money by charging fat old

Men five pounds a time to look up my skirt. oh, they'll be queuing up to take me out to

Dinner...' I suppose you think she's just a silly girl with stupid ideas, but I

Remember her in those days. they talk about people with a fire within and all that stuff,

Well, she had that alright. it's just that no-one dared to jump into her fire; they would

Have been consumed. instead, they put her in a corner and let her heat up the room,

Warming their hands and backsides in front of her, and then slagging her off around town.

No-one ever really got inside susan, and, and, she always ended up getting off the bus at

The terminus and then walking home.

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written by BANKS, NICK / COCKER, JARVIS BRANSON / DOYLE, CANDIDA / MACKEY, STEPHEN PATRICK / SENIOR, RUSSELL

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