"Alright Debbie?"

Debbie glanced up from her lunch and saw Adam approaching their table, almost timidly, possibly due to the fact that her mates were already smirking at him, daring him to have another go at Wilson's cat painting.

"What?" she said, wiping crumbs from her leopard print shirt. She wasn't happy one bit. She had just heard that Adam was going out with that Christa freak, even after she spent the rest of that detention flirting outrageously with him and practically flashed her knickers at him.

"Hello to you too" he said, looking a bit affronted, "Listen, can I have a word?" He pointed towards the steps of the canteen.

He mates let out a few guffaws and "Ohh"'s and Debbie turned to them, "Shut up! Claire, I don't see why your laughing, the last bloke that asked to see you alone was your gynaecologist"

She followed Adam towards the steps and leant against the banister with a face like thunder, "What is it?"

He grinned, "What's getting you so pissed off? That time of the month?"

"No!" she huffed, "Look, won't your girlfriend be wandering where you are?"

He acted stupid and gave her a blank look.

"Christa. That charity shop reject with a head you could fry your breakfast on."

A sudden look of realisation came over his face, "Oh. Oh right. Yes. Well, we're not really going out, I mean the relationships starting to run a bit dry. The sex is great like- I'm going to ask in a minute"

"What?"

He shifted uncomfortably glancing at the space beside him, "Er, nothing."

"Whatever. Why have you dragged me away from my food?"

He looked uncomfortable again, "I was just wandering if you knew anything about Fat Matt disappearing? 'Cause I heard he was dead."

"Dead?"

"Yeah" there was something in his tone that made it seem like he knew more than he was letting on.

"Who would do that?"

"Dunno. Just wondering if you heard anything?" he was looking more uncomfortable by the second. Either he really didn't want to be near Debbie or there was something annoying him the Debbie could see, like an invisible bee.

"Well I haven't. So you can bugger off to your girlfriend now" she turned to leave but Adam caught her by the wrist, but quickly let go like he had been burnt.

"You're really pissed aren't you?" he looked confused but there was a smile playing on his mouth, "I mean, I knew you had a major horn for me the second you met me, but I didn't think it was that bad."

Debbie felt herself go red, "I do not!" she almost shouted, "Don't be so stupid"

She began to walk away, trying to ignore his shouts of, "Aw, come on! There's enough Adam to go around!"

I don't like him that much, she thought, I didn't have kinky dreams about him last night or anything like that.

Adam smirked as he watched her walk away, she definitely liked him.

"Do you fancy her then?" Matt mumbled beside him.

Adam turned, "No! And no one say's fancy anymore anyway. That was uncool the 80's"

"Sorry"

"Doesn't matter" he started to jog up the stairs with Matt following him, "Have you given Christa that letter yet?"

"No"

He grinned, "Better get cracking Romeo" He had tried to avoid the awkwardness that was Matt declaring his love for Christa. It probably wasn't the most pleasant thing to find that a fat, dead, git had the horn for you.

A bit shorter this time, but please review and favourite all the same. Hopefully the next one will be longer.