[b][u]ARRAN WHITE[/u][/b]

Arran listened to Xander, nodding her head, “We have done a few covers, but…” She was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder, twisting in her seat Arran found Kyle standing behind her, “Sorry for interrupting, but you have to go in twenty minutes,” He lowered his voice, “You don’t normally start chatting with strangers, is something up?” Arran grimaced; her appointment. It might have been important but, having nothing to do with music, she had totally forgotten about it. “Ask Ben for a lift, it’ll get you there faster.” And with that Kyle walked away, leaving her frustrated; of course he would have set an alarm, although how he knew about it was beyond Arran. She turned back to Xander, “I’m sorry, you were saying?”