Stop Tyler

"What the fuck are you doing, dude?!" you say angrily, grabbing Tyler's arm.

"Hey, take it easy!" Tyler says, pulling back from you. "I was only talking."

"Find someone else to talk to then, you fucking perv, and get out of our faces!" you snap.

You stare at Tyler darkly, as he decides this isn't worth the potential ass kicking and backs away, leaving.

"Thanks," Caoimhe says. "He was creeping me out. You're not mad I didn't stop him, right?"

"'course not," you say. "Come on, I'm getting a bit sick of hanging around this miserable school. Let's wrap up our lunch and go into town. Are you free?"

"Definitely," Caoimhe nods. "I have a lunch box for the food."

Caoimhe grabs her backpack, pulling out a small blue lunch box. She pops each sandwich into a separate compartment, before popping it closed and sliding it into her bag.

"Organized as always, huh?" you ask.

"Sure am," she smiles at you. "Shall we go?"

"Perfect," you say, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Let's go, beautiful," you say, causing Caoimhe to blush. "We have the whole day together, let's enjoy it."

So far, your stay in the school has been pretty terrific, which is easy to say when you've an arm wrapped around a cute girl. You really have to thank your parents for sending you here some day. The food's average, the teachers aren't the nicest, the schoolwork is hard, but dammit, none of that matters, because the odds are really in your favor here.