Chapter Two
I’m Tori Morris. Today a friend of mine, a boy called Jack Shire – not my boyfriend – disappeared. I was with him last night. Well, not with him, with everybody, but he was there too.
Alex, he’s one of our crowd, he said Jack had probably gone home, but I don’t get that. His tent and all his stuff is still here, even his mobile phone. I was ringing it, but Alex answered. He said he was near Jack’s tent and it had been going off all morning, doing his head in.
I don’t normally do a diary, but I’ve decided to record all this, because something weird is going on. I think Jack was scared. He’d found something on the dig yesterday and thought somebody was trying to mess him up. Most of them seem nice, but you never know about people do you?
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My mum rang. She said Jack’s mum has been trying to ring him all morning, but was getting no reply. So, she’d phoned my mum to ask her for my number. Why my number? Anyway, I told her about Jack and she flipped. Then she said she would ring Jack’s mum - not me. What, as if I’m too stupid or something?