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door closed and the porch light went out, Laura shivered and pressed the button to illuminate the face of her watch.
    ‘God, I’m in so much trouble. My mum’s going to freak out.’
    ‘Don’t worry about it,’ Mia flipped back breezily, heading off down the road. ‘Just tell her you were helping me with some homework.’
    ‘Like she’s going to believe that when she knows we’ve been to the youthy. And what if she smells the booze on my breath?’
    ‘How’s she going to get close enough to do that? Unless you’re planning on giving her a kiss goodnight – like an ickle-wickle baby?’
    ‘Don’t be disgusting! I haven’t done that for years.’
    ‘Chill out, then,’ Mia said, sticking two fingers up as a car drove past and a couple of men leaned out and asked them if they were on a fuck hunt.
    ‘Don’t!’ Laura hissed. ‘What if they come back?’
    ‘Let them. Darren would soon sort them out if they tried anything on.’
    ‘You think so?’
    ‘I know so.’ Smiling secretively, Mia walked on as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
    Tottering along beside her on her too-high heels, Laura said, ‘You won’t tell anyone, will you?’
    ‘What, about you and Stu getting jiggy?’
    ‘We didn’t go that far.’
    ‘You went far enough, from what I heard,’ Mia snorted. ‘But don’t worry, I won’t say anything. As long as you don’t go blabbing about me and Darren, ’cos he doesn’t want anyone finding out until he’s finished with Sandra.’
    ‘God, no, I wouldn’t say a word,’ Laura agreed. ‘But do you really think he’ll do it?’
    ‘Yeah, course. He’s with me now, so why wouldn’t he?’
    ‘No reason,’ Laura murmured, slowing down as they turned onto their road.
    Mia really thought that Darren was being honest, but Laura wasn’t so sure. There was something shady about the way he’d changed the subject whenever Mia had mentioned Sandra. And as for the so-called car he claimed was in the garage getting fixed up – Stu had backed him up in the end, but Laura was convinced that he hadn’t known what she was talking about when she’d first asked him about it.
    They reached Laura’s house first. Mia said goodnight and walked on to her own house at the other end of the road. Throwing a stone at the bedroom window, she hissed, ‘It’s me’ when Michelle peered groggily out. ‘Hurry up and let me in – it’s bloody freezing out here.’
    Almost falling off the bunk, Michelle staggered out onto the landing where the faint flickery glow of the portable TV was leaking out from under her mum’s door. Unsure of the time, or if their mum had already come home, she tiptoed down.
    Mia barged in without thanking her and headed straight up to their room. Coming quietly in after her, Michelle asked what time it was.
    ‘Too late for you to be up,’ Mia said, slipping her skirt off and kicking it into the corner.
    ‘I was asleep.’
    ‘Ah, diddums,’ Mia drawled, turning her back to hide the lovebite on her breast. ‘God, no wonder you stink,’ she sniped when Michelle climbed back up onto her bunk. ‘Aren’t you even going to get undressed?’
    Muttering ‘I don’t stink,’ Michelle covered herself with the quilt and unbuttoned her jeans to slip them off.
    ‘How come Laura asked why you don’t wear deodorant, then?’
    Pulling her jumper off now, Michelle punched the pillow into place and lay down.
    ‘Oi, stinky,’ Mia whispered, prodding her in the back. ‘Guess who’s the only virgin left in Manchester?’
    ‘I hope you’re not saying what I think you’re saying?’
    ‘I hope you’re not saying what I think you’re saying.’
    ‘Why are you being such a bitch?’ Michelle asked. ‘It wasn’t my fault mum made me go out with you. I even covered for you when Eric asked where you were – even though I didn’t agree with what you were doing.’
    ‘Have you got any idea how pathetic you sound?’ Mia sneered. ‘Still, I don’t suppose you can help