Derry Girls: A New Arrival Part 2

Chapter 22: Fizzy Drinks and Dirty Windows

Chapter 22: Fizzy drinks and Dirty windows.

James and Marco sat on the chairs outside the headmaster's office with Miss Mooney sitting at her desk. James rifled through the football magazine that Marco had snuck in but couldn't find anything that would distract him. He felt restless as they waited. Marco turned and saw the worrying look on James' face. He waited until Miss Mooney was out of sight. She entered the office and shut the door.

"Bloody hell, James. Keep your wig on, mate!" Marco shot calmly.

"What?" James looked at him with a long frowning face.

"You're stressing... relax. Take a deep breath." Marco attempted to calm him.

"It's easy for you to say..." James huffed "...It's not like you've been an awkward spot like this before!"

".... Oh yeah, chatting with a solicitor and the funeral director were a blinding time." Marco replied sarcastically.

James scrunched his eyes with regret. Realizing what he just said. He turned to see the raised eyebrow on Marco's face.

"Sorry Marco." James motioned his hands and continually apologized. Marco's face softened and nudged James.

"It's alright. Don't get your knickers in a twist." He chuckled. With that, James relaxed. "The way things are going; I'll probably be in trouble sooner than later." He joked.

James smirked at what Marco just said. "Yeah... Bloody hell mate, you're playing with fire, you are." He joked quietly.

"Oh yeah.... You've slept with Orla too, have ya?" Marco shot back suggestively.

"No... Well, not in the same bed!" James paused with an amused annoyance. Marco started to laugh. "Bloody Hell!" James sighed.

"So, how did you and Orla......?" James began to press.

"Bloody hell, Michelle's right, you ARE a pervert!"

"Oh, come on! Just tell me!" James shot back, smiling.

"Jim doesn't lock his backdoor.... Apparently." Marco started.

"What? And she just....." James implied.

"Yeah, while I was asleep." Marco said, James had a bewildered look on his face.

"Jesus! Coco Pops ain't much of a guard dog, is he... What did you do when you saw her in bed?"

"Well, I panicked and fell out the bed!" Marco revealed. James laughed out loud.

"Shut up, will ya?" Marco groaned with a smirked grin. "It weren't funny at the time.... Jim almost caught us. Not only that. Joe nearly caught us!" James exhaled sharply, still sniggering.

"Ah Marco.... Sweet suffering Jesus! Only you!" James exclaimed.

"And you can catch yourself right on!" Marco sniggered.

The two friends resigned to the hilarity of the situation and laughed together. James began to ponder slightly before he continued to press. Marco sensed more questions coming his way.

"What do you wanna know?"

"Well, I was just thinking, and all joking aside. Something that Orla said on the way here. About... not being ready yet."

"Yeah?"

"Isn't that awkward, you know, being in bed together, and not...... doing things?" He asked, James then saw Marco struggle to answer the question.

"It is awkward.... Isn't it?"

"It's not awkward. It's just.... Hard. I mean.....oh shit!...." Marco stopped himself. James sniggered again.