Bobby was in class, pretending to be typing notes up on his laptop, but really checking his email. He came to Julie's and then decided to send her an sms reply, rather than an email, in case she didn't get it by the weekend.
Discreetly, he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
J - gotta make this quick, sneaky texting in class! Will be out that way on Thursday and will leave on Sunday morning, stupidly agreed to help out Shayne's Save The Whales bakesale. Gotta stop saying yes to things when I'm not listening. Anyway, I should get there around 2ish, have a late class. B.
He sent it off, then leant back in his chair, slipping his phone back in his pants.