"Right so Claire's gone shopping with her ma. Orla's off at stepacise, or dancercise or whatever the fuck she does, and James's gone off to work on that project. Told me to give you this by the way" said Michelle as she handed Erin a textbook.
"History book?"
"Aye said it was for some project or other. I don't know. I'll have to start paying attention in that class. In every class to be honest. So that just leaves me and you"
"Actually, Michelle, I have a lot of homework to do" said Erin.
"Since when were you such a dry shite!"
"I'm sorry Michelle. Maybe tomorrow aye?"
Erin thought for a minute: "I thought you were grounded?"
"Fuck!" Michelle stormed off in the direction of home shouting bye as she ran.
Erin flicked through the book Michelle had given her as she walked home. Why had he given her this? Why hadn't he given it to her himself? She knew they did have a history project. Well one essay but it didn't require the hours he had apparently being spending in the library. She was convinced he was avoiding her.
Then she saw it. A small note folded between two pages. "Meet you at the gate at the old walls?" He meant the City Walls. "4.30pm?"