‘Dunno, guess I’ll find out,’ he said.
I looked at Mum and, with all the confidence I could muster, said:
‘Don’t worry, Mum, I’ve got everything under control.’
‘Man on a mission!’ came a voice that stopped me in my speed-walk to Mrs O’Neill’s room. It was only then I realised how clenched my jaw was because when I turned to see Jennifer it opened into a smile.
‘Happy New Year,’ she said, walking towards me with her school scarf wrapped up high around her neck.
‘Happy New Year,’ I said, walking forward to meet her.
‘How was it?’
I told her all about Christmas Eve at Ronan’s house, about New Year’s and about the Buddy Time plan for the months to come and how everyone was worried I’d be under too much pressure.
‘I’ve even drawn out a schedule for Mrs O’Neill’s approval,’ I said, taking it out and showing it to her. I’d done it as neatly as possible and got Dad to laminate it down at his workshop.
Monday
Lunchtime:Science revision group with Mrs Robbins.Evening:Maths revision at home.
Tuesday
Lunchtime:independent French revision in the library.Evening:Buddy Time with Ronan.
Wednesday
Lunchtime:office applications revision.After school:Maths revision group with Mr Wilson.Evening:English revision at home.
Thursday
Lunchtime:Science revision group with Mrs Robbins.Evening:Buddy Time with Ronan.
Friday
Lunchtime:more French revision.Evening:driving lesson.
