"Hey," said Drew, sitting on the stairs next to Clara.

"Hey," sighed Clara," where's Anna?"

"Anna?" Drew frowned," why should I be worried about her?"

Clara sighed, and wriggled her feet in her new boots. She had got them for her 14th birthday, and loved them to pieces. Her party was on in the hall, she was sitting by her best friend, and everything was perfect. So why did she have a feeling in her heart that it wasn't right?

" Well, you fancy her, right?"

" WHAT!" Drew's eyebrows disappeared into his dark, gelled hair.

"But, me and Hermione, thought…you've been…. you've been practically draped over each other all week!" Clara babbled, ignoring the feeling.

"She is…we…we were working on our science project! I hate her! She's a freakin' slut!"The words came from him like a waterfall, as did the tears glinting on his cheeks.

"Drew! What's wrong? "Clara put her arm on his shoulder, and at that moment, as this eyes met hers, she realised what the gut feeling was.

Drew….

Drew's heart jumped. As he struggled to find words, "Clara, I don't like her, she's trying to get off with me but I don't want to because…because…." He trailed off as dawning realisation hit Clara. She smiled a smile as an earthquake started in her stomach and Drew leaned towards her. Then suddenly they were kissing. On those steps. In that hall. And Clara knew what she was worried about…

Harry opened the door, tired with the effort of pushing Anna off him, and saw Drew and Clara kissing. He closed the door, walked back through the hall, and came to the little entrance. He sat there, staring blankly at the wall. Clara and Drew …

"Harry! Oh no…." Drew jumped up, and pushed against the door.

"Harry? What's going on, Drew?"

"Clara, I don't know if I should tell you this…but Harry really likes you…" Drew stopped as Clara's mouth dropped open. "I…" she trailed off, as another face appeared at the door.

"Drew! Why aren't you dancing with m…." she gave a sort of agonised squeal, gave Clara the dirtiest look she had seen in her entire life, and slammed the door.

Drew had been holding Clara's hand. Now Anna had seen them, she would spread rumours about them to the entire school. Harry would hear, and immediately assume they were true. Clara's mind struggled over her thoughts, as she raced to find Hermione in the crush of people inside the hall. And tomorrow was the fist day of the summer term at Phoenix High…