the morning!’ Holly laughed. ‘Have you been to bed yet?’
‘Nope,’ he hiccuped again. ‘I’m on the train home now and will be in bed in proximately three hours.’
‘Three hours! Where are you?’ Holly laughed. She was enjoying this as it reminded her of when she used to call Jack at all hours of the morning from all sorts of locations after misbehaving on a night out.
‘I’m in Galway. The wards were on last night,’ he said, as if she should know.
‘Oh, sorry for my ignorance but what awards were you at?’
‘I told you!’
‘No, you didn’t.’
‘I told Jack to tell you, the bastard …’ he stumbled over his words.
‘Well, he didn’t,’ she interrupted, ‘so now you can tell me.’
‘The student media wards were on last night and I won!’ he yelled, and Holly heard what sounded like the entire carriage celebrating with him. She was delighted.
‘And the prize is that my film is gonna be aired on Channel Four next week! Can you blieve it!’ There were more cheers this time, and Holly could barely hear what he was saying. ‘You’re gonna be famous, sis!’ was the last thing she heard before the line went dead.
She rang round her family to share the good news but learned that they had all received similar phone calls. Ciara had stayed on the phone for ages chattering like an excited schoolgirl about how they were going to be on TV, and eventually her story ended with her marrying Denzel Washington.
It was decided that the family would gather in Hogan’s pub next Wednesday to watch the documentary being aired. Daniel had kindly offered Club Diva to Declan as the venue so they could watch it on the big wall screen. Holly was so excited for her brother, and rang Sharon and Denise to let them know the good news.
‘Oh, this is brill, Holly!’ Sharon whispered excitedly.
‘Why are you whispering?’ Holly whispered back.
‘Oh, old wrinkly face here decided it would be a great idea to ban us from accepting personal calls,’ moaned Sharon referring to her boss. ‘She says we spend more time chatting on the phone to friends than doing business so she’s been patrolling our desks all morning. I swear I feel like I’m back at school again with the old hag keeping her eye on us.’ Suddenly she spoke up and became businesslike. ‘May I take your details, please?’
Holly laughed. ‘Is she there?’
‘Yes, absolutely,’ Sharon continued.
‘OK, well, I won’t keep you very long then. The details are that we’re all meeting up in Hogan’s on Wednesday night to watch it so you’re welcome to come.’
‘That’s great … OK.’ Sharon pretended to take her details.
‘Brilliant, we’ll have fun. Sharon what will I wear?’
‘Hmm … brand new or second-hand?’
‘No, I really can’t afford anything new. Even though you forced me to buy that top a few weeks ago I’m refusing to wear it on the grounds that I am no longer eighteen. So probably something old.’
‘OK … red.’
‘The red top I wore to your birthday?’
‘Yes, exactly.’
‘Yeah, maybe.’
‘What’s your current state of employment?’
‘To be honest I haven’t even started looking yet.’ Holly chewed the inside of her mouth and frowned.
‘And date of birth?’
‘Ha-ha, shut up, you bitch,’ Holly laughed.
‘I’m sorry, we only give motor insurance to ages twenty-four and older. You’re too young, I’m afraid.’
‘I wish. OK I’ll speak to you later.’
‘Thank you for calling.’
Holly sat at the kitchen table wondering what she should wear next week; she wanted something new. She wanted to look sexy and gorgeous, for a change, and she was sick of all her old clothes. Maybe Denise had something in her shop. She was about to call when she received a text message from Sharon.
Hag rite bhind me
Tlk 2 u l8r xxx
Holly picked up the phone and called Denise at work.
‘Hello, Casuals,’ answered a very polite Denise.
‘Hello, Casuals, Holly here. I know I’m not supposed to call you at work but I just wanted to tell you that Declan’s documentary won some student award thingy and it’s gonna be aired on Wednesday night.’
‘Oh, that’s so cool, Holly! Are we gonna be in it?’ she asked excitedly.
‘Yeah, I think so. So we’re all meeting up in Hogan’s to watch it that night. You up for that?’
‘Of course! I can bring my new boyfriend too,’ she giggled.
‘What new boyfriend?’
‘Tom!’
‘The karaoke guy?’ Holly asked in shock.
‘Yeah, of course! Oh, Holly, I’m so in love!’ she giggled childishly again.
‘In love? But you only met him a few weeks ago!’
‘I don’t care; it only takes a minute … as the saying goes.’
‘Wow, Denise … I don’t know what to say!’
‘Tell me how great it is!’
‘Yeah … wow … I mean … of course … It’s really great news.’
‘Oh, try not to sound too enthusiastic, Holly,’ she said sarcastically. ‘Anyway I can’t wait for you to meet him. You’ll absolutely love him. Well, not as much as I do but you’ll certainly really really like him …’ she rambled on about how great he was.
‘Denise, aren’t you forgetting that I’ve met him already?’ Holly interrupted her in the middle of a story about how Tom had saved a child from drowning.
‘Yeah, I know you have, but I would rather you meet him when you’re not acting like a demented woman hiding in toilets and shouting into microphones.’
‘Look forward to it then …’
‘Yeah, cool, it’s gonna be great! I’ve never been to my own premiere before!’ she said excitedly.
Holly rolled her eyes at her dramatics and they said their
