After three somewhat giggly yet productive hours of computer science, I was actually done for the day, once again.
I felt that wíth the enormity of the evening ahead, I was quite lucky to have this particular Friday on my timetable come around in time.
Poor Finn didn't get out of his classes until half two and he had no free periods. He was finishing class, quickly packing a bag and climbing into a taxi with the rest of us.
"Are you guys sure you're not coming?" Joel asks Stacey, Alice and Theo for maybe the twentieth time this week.
"Mate, we are still underage, and that hasn't changed since yesterday," Theo reminds him.
"Christa went three times in the summer before she turned eighteen," Joel says.
"Christa's daddy plays golf with Finn's daddy, rules just aren't the same for the re
