He was vaguely disappointed that they couldn’t just abandon the whole idea of waiting in line for an iPad. Go off and try a little more kissing, a little more touching. Only his mother knew he was there at the Apple store anyway – he’d just tell her the competition for iPads had been so intense, there hadn’t even been enough for all the people in the queue.
He’d think of an alternative present for his sister – sure it wouldn’t be as great, but hey.
He knew that was a selfish feeling, and his head was able to override his heart even before Noelle grabbed his hand and led him on to a tiny little beaten-up Volkswagen that seemed like a very down-to-earth car for a girl as hot as Noelle to drive.
“It’s my baby,” she said, proudly patting the roof. “Say ‘hi’ to Rowena.”
“Hi, Rowena,” he said, and made her giggle.
“The others tease me about her,” she said. “But she’s the most reliable old girl you’ve ever seen.”
“Reliability’s so much more important than anything else,” he said, being nice about her car.
“Completely. Having something that’ll do what I want is so much better than something flashy that conks out after two minutes,” she grinned, and he wasn’t sure she was talking about her car any more.
*
Walking back, Dylan already felt better – and not only because of the most incredible kiss of his life. Holding those blankets made him feel so much better about how the rest of the night was going – it was getting seriously cold by now.
They stopped off at the McDonalds on the way back to use the bathrooms, thankful the place was open 24 hours.
Back in the queue, almost nobody was awake. Dylan found himself feeling a little down-hearted all of a sudden. They were going to find their places in the queue again, and then most likely get some sleep – and that would be it for the night.
“That’s horsecrap – guys don’t like doing it.”
“Some do. I read about it in a magazine.”
“What, like you read about Sasquatch being seen in Tempersfield?”
As they found their places, although Ellie and Sasha were still asleep, it was hard to miss the fact that Chrissy and Marie were still awake – Chrissy because she was so excited about getting hold of the new iPad, Marie because Chrissy couldn’t shut up.
“It was in New Look.”
“Well I think it would be weird. I’m not sure I want them that close up.”
“Are you kidding? It’s supposed to be amazing.”
Heavens knew what the two girls were talking about, but they brightened as soon as they saw Noelle and Dylan making a return.
“Hey, you two!” Chrissy said, quietly, although it didn’t look as though even shouting was going to wake up Ellie and Sasha.
“What are you guys talking about?” Noelle said, affecting a tone of mock-exasperation as she set about laying out the blankets for Dylan directly alongside her sleeping bag – one for him to sleep on, two to go over him.
Marie nudged Chrissy, and the two of them giggled, then the blonde said: “So Dylan, Chrissy really wants to know if St Josephs girls give head.”
“Marie!” Chrissy and Noelle hissed in unison.
Marie only chuckled.