Derry Girls: A New Arrival Part 2

Chapter 9: The same day, Derry

Tuesday Evening. November 25th

It was just after 6:30pm when Erin knocked on James's bedroom door. James was putting his t-shirt on after changing out of his school uniform. As she opened the door, Erin's eyes widened, she felt her cheeks blush. James had his back to her; he turned and was surprised to see her. James was slightly embarrassed; he quickly pulled his t-shirt down. Erin bit her lip with the same embarrassment as she leaned against the doorway.

"Hiya." She said.

"Alright? Sorry I thought it was Michelle." James blushed.

"Erm.... Ya Aunt Deidre said that she wants ya." Erin stumbled over her words. James raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"You're a bit brave coming up here on your own. They might think some funny business is going on if I don't shift quickly, right?" James sniggered.

"Oh, and what funny business is that Mr Maguire?" Erin asked flirtingly.

She pulled an awkward looking face, trying to look seductive, Erin folded her arms when she saw James snigger at her animated expression. James walked to exit the room but stopped and gently pulled Erin close to him. Erin smiled as they went in for a kiss.

"James! Are ya fucking coming?!" Michelle shouted. James rolled his eyes.

"Not at this rate. I'm not." He whispered annoyingly. Erin spurted out laughing, James joined her.

"Ye better shift." Erin laughed.

"Yeah ok." James agreed. Planting a gentle peck on her lips.

Erin smiled as she watched him walk down the stairs. She then turned and ambled around inside James's bedroom, taking in the neat, tidy surroundings. It was a room that she'd never been in before, until now. She playfully pulled on the wee scarf hanging on the coat hanger, recognising it from prom night. Erin turned and regarded the desk that was neatly organized. The desk was stacked with schoolbooks and a reading lamp. The room was quiet, and she thought it would be a perfect place to study, or retreat to, no distractions, no interruptions. "Chance would be a fine thing." She thought to herself, remembering the bustling environment that was her home. She glanced up at the framed poster of Goodfellas above the desk. "I really need to sit down and watch that film one day." She thought. There was a piece of paper sticking out of a box folder that was on the shelf above the desk. Erin pursed her lips together and pulled the box folder from the shelf. Placing it on the desk, she opened the folder to slide the paper back in place.

Erin noticed that the front piece of paper appeared to be some kind of coursework. She sat down at the desk and began to read it. She gawked slightly as she realized what it really was, "Marco's letters?" She thought. Flipping the pieces of paper back, her suspicions were confirmed. Erin pulled the letters out of the folder and flipped the papers back, glancing at the dates, they were in chronological order. She folded back to the first letter and started to read. In her mind, Erin remarked to herself as she spotted certain quips and questions as she flipped through the different letters.

"Let me know if you want me to pop in to see your mum."- Aww, that was nice of him. Undeserved, but nice.

"Haven't done much this week. Only been 2 months since you left. It's not the same without you down at the park. Missing you bruv."-Ach, poor critter.

"Sorry it's been a while, mate. Nanna's been in hospital. Been visiting her a lot. She asked about you."-Awwwwww.

"That cousin of yours sounds like a right mental case. Why didn't she just take the jobs off the notice board?"- Christ! She'd lay you out if ye said that to her face, Marco.