Truck Stop

They spend their lives waiting for texts, for boyfriends and those bitches in Year Ten to leave school so they can have somewhere decent to hang

But the longest wait is till the end of school, and waiting can be deadly

Bored one recess and with double maths looming, the girls escape through the hole in the fence

Hang out at the truck stop on the highway at the picnic table with the flies

Read graffiti

Talk about sex, prostitutes, Lady Gaga

When a truck pulls up

Their hearts race

The truckie's kind of young

And hot

Sam issues Kelly a dare...

"Philpott's dialogue crackles with veracity" ~The Sydney Morning Herald