I scream and grab my school shirt off the bed – holding it in front of me like a towel.
“Oh, sorry,” he says. “I didn’t realise you were getting changed.”
“I always get changed when I come home from school,” I say, trying to stretch the shirt to cover more of me.
“Yeah … I forgot about that.”
I keep expecting him to back out of my room as fast as he came in, but he’s still standing there, his eyes flicking around like he’s looking for something.
“Have you lost something?” I ask desperately. By now my face is so hot you could practically fry an egg on it.
“Yes…” he says vaguely. “I left my, um, sunglasses in here, I think.”
“Your sunglasses? What were you doing in my room while I was out?”
This comes out more sharply than I intended so I immediately start backing down. After all, I don’t want to offend the guy.
“I mean, obviously you can go wherever you like – it’s your house too. But… but… I don’t think they’re in here. I would have seen them.”
“I’ll just take a look around to make sure.”
He takes a step towards me, and another little half-scream bursts out of me. I try to turn it into a cough.
“I’ll look for them for you,” I say quickly. “I’ll bring them to you if I find them. Just let me finish getting dressed.”
And at last – at long last – he finally leaves the room. Breathing a sigh of relief, I drop the shirt back down on my bed.
Only to scoop it up quickly as the door bursts open again.
“There’s no need to tell your mother about this, by the way,” he says casually. “You know how stressed she gets in the evenings. It was just a harmless mistake.”
I think about how badly Mom wants Kabelo and me to get along, and make a quick decision.
“No, of course I won’t say a word.”