Chapter 21

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by the-write-stuff

by the-write-stuff

James left his maths class. He saw Erin down the corridor, and he ran to catch up with her.

Without thinking James grabbed her hand.

"James!" Erin pulled her hand away.

"Maybe we should just do it. Go public. Who cares what they think," said James.

They only had three weeks of school left. They were hardly going to send him to boys' school that soon before the A Levels.

"I do James," said Erin.

"But what's the big deal if they know?" asked James.

"I just don't want people knowing yet," said Erin. Things were going so well between them, why did he want to go and jinx it all of a sudden. They had even discussed about telling Orla and Clare let alone anyone else.

"It's been 6 months Erin"

"Yeah, exactly. So, we can wait another 3 weeks"

"So, it's not because you're ashamed of being seen going out with the wee English fella?" said James.

"No, I'm not! I just don't want half of Derry knowing all my personal business. And why are you in such a hurry to tell everyone all of a sudden?" said Erin.

"I'm not. I just think it would be less hassle" replied James.

"Or maybe you want everyone to know you're no longer a virgin?" said Erin.

"No, it's not Erin. I just want to be able to hold your hand in school and walking around town. God you can be so childish sometimes Erin" he began to storm before as Michelle appeared.

Me childish Erin thought. At least she didn't want to go bragging around the school!

"Ach the face on you James!" said Michelle. She looked and saw it mirrored on Erin's.

"For fuck's sake. Five fucking minutes! See I warned the pair of ye"

"Just leave it Michelle" said James as he walked off.

"Didn't I tell you! That the pair of you couldn't last 5 minutes without falling out"

"Michelle, please can you just let it go for once. I really don't need you shoving it back in my face right now" It was Erin's turn to march off.

"You immature wee fuckers the pair of ye!" yelled Michelle just as a nun walked by.

"Sorry sister. We're rehearsing for a play based one of your man Roddy Doyle's books. He has some tongue on him doesn't he"

Michelle ran before the nun could draw breath. Fuck! She knew this would happen.