Hello guys I'm back again...didn't really go away but hey and also some reassurance there will be a one shot a some point as a follow on from the SV and HT series ! So here's my new story called Love hurts. Again I've played around with things in this. Joey and Lauren aren't related but do know each other as will become clear. They are both at the same school same class, joey's just gone 17 and Laurens still 16 hope you enjoy :) xxx

Chapter 1 First Impressions

"Joey and Lauren, Lauren and Joey" she doodled across her paper, spluttered in bright pink highlighted hearts and little stars. She stared down at the paper realising once again her mind had cruelly allowed her to get carried away in a dream that would never become a reality. It wasn't rocket science to see how hot Joey was. He was every 16 year olds dream guy and probably every other girl's in the school too. He had an amazing body, one that a Greek good would have had issues with- it was that perfect. His toned muscles could be seen through his shirt, the was needlessly too tight for him and to accompany that perfect body was the most impeccable face- complete with amazing smile and body melting eyes.

She'd known Joey, well, known of him most of her life, him being the son of one of her Mum's closest friends. She hated him for many years seeing him as a cocky, immature idiotic who used girls for one thing and one thing only. Sex. Joey was your go to guy if you needed cheering up if you get what I mean. By no means did have a different girl every day, no not quite everyday but he wasn't a saint either.

Over the years though they'd lost contact and it wasn't until she'd been forced to Walford with her parents she even remembered he existed. It turned out she'd been enrolled in his school and just happened (the beauty of fate) to be in his class. But her first memories of him were a little different to now. He was still as hot as she remembered him but now he was by far less cocky. He was still full of confidence and walked with a certain air about him but it was a completely different thing she saw in him.

Arriving at the school on the first day of term Lauren had immediately decided that she hated this place, and there was very little that could have changed her mind- or so she thought. As she was new, the school had decided she needed babysitting and so her head of year who had been introduced as Mr Clarke had organised for her to be "Looked after" by one of his top students. Great, straight away Lauren had the idea of this geeky guy who would be nothing like her and then the rest of her school days she'd be fighting the every growing opinion that she was in with that group of friends.

"Honestly Sir I don't need babysitting, I'll be fine by myself… Im pretty much a loner anyway" Lauren continued to protest as she followed Mr Clark to what she assumed was her homeroom.

"Ah Mr Tate just the person… we have a new student starting today and she's in your class, would it be possible for you to look after her for me?" Lauren was lingering down the corridor, reading about the after school activities on a notice bored so she'd failed to recognise her new Buddy Mr Clarke had found.

"Sure Sir not a problem" he smiled always willing to please.

"Great… Lauren" he called, she dragged her eyes away from the information and they locked on the male- the totally hot male standing in her eye line. Wow. "Lauren this is Joey Tate He's my best student, I'm sure you'll get on perfectly" With that the older male jogged off down the corridor to attend to the commotion.

The two teenagers stood in a strange little bubble. Joey's eyes looked Lauren up and down, noticing how her uniform was pristine and brand new. Despite them both being in the first year of 6th form the school asked them to wear a uniform as part of their equality policy, although they were given a little leeway with exactly what they wore ie. The girls didn't have to wear a tie or jumper and could wear any form of skirt (within school guidelines of course. Which were : any skirt worn should remain at knee length and should be in grey or black of a suitable style).

He smiled to himself noticing her top button undone her shirt un-tucked and the grey pleated skirt was inched up way more than would have been classed appropriate. She was pushing her luck for her first day. As his eyes did a sweep of her legs, that seemed to go on forever, Lauren raised her eyebrow, a slight curve to her lips as she realised Joey had been checking her out and not in the slightest bit discreetly.

"So then Lauren, I guess you'll need showing around then?" he asked leaning against the doorframe.

Lauren scoffed and folded her arms across her chest, pushing her bust up. Something she hadn't realised she'd done until Joeys eyes were attached there. Realising her innocent mistake she quickly dropped her arms and blushed a little. "No, contrary to popular belief I'm not a child and I can find my own way around…I don't need a baby sitter"

"Good job I don't intend to be one then In it ?" Joey smirked "Come on first lesson starts in 5" he nudged her shoulder and she walked in front of him and into the class room. All the girls in the room were sitting on the desks chatting and gossiping about their holidays there were a few quieter ones in the corner reading. The geeks she thought obviously. There were some other girls laughing really fake trying to buy the attention of the lads in the room. It seemed to be working.

"Hi Joey" Lauren turned her head to see where the sickening sweet tone had come from. A thin blonde was leaning across one of the desks and waving with such desperation at Joey. He simply turned back to Lauren pushing her a little nearer to her seat.

A group of Lads whistled her as she pulled a chair out and sat down, flicking her raven hair across her back. "Hmmm who's your new hotty then Joe?" a lad turned to face Joey who just smirked about to respond, more than likely with a cocky answer but Lauren butted in.

"One, I am not his. Two, whistle like that at me again and you'll be getting a nice slap across your cheek…"

"So you Must be the new girl…" The woman flicked through some notes "Lauren Branning?"

Great, way to make an impression, Lauren thought. "Sorry" she mumbled retreating to her chair feeling completely humiliated and about three inches tall. She could hear the whispers dart around the class room and could feel one pair of eyes glued to her. Risking a look back she noticed it was joey, who was just staring at her with some sort of weird intensity.

So that was two weeks ago and now she was sitting in her little day dream, once again doodling about Joey. Since that first day things had got progressively worse. She'd on numerous occasions done stupid things to embarrass herself which had allowed Joey to come to her rescue like some character out of a fairy tale, it seemed that whenever she had the slightest bit of trouble, it happened to be in front of Joey where he could swoop in and make things right.

It hadn't made it any easier the fact her Mum and Joey's Mum were friends. It seemed the reason Joey had been so familiar was because they knew each other when they were younger. Obviously he hadn't made such a lasting impression back then… now however, was a completely different story. He was in her head 24/7 the reasons to her were still not deciphered.

Intrigued ? Next chapter up later xx