Hey guys, I'm having a serious case of writers block, so I'll try to post a nice long juicy chapter as soon as I can, but for now here's a cute short chapter, again sorry…

(Adams POV)

"So," I asked Fiona after school, taking her hand. "Wanna come over to my house? My mom and Drew won't be back till later…"

"I would love to," she replied happily.

Once at my house, we plopped ourselves down on the couch.

"Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure."

"Ok, you choose one; the DVDs are over in the drawer under the TV. I'll go make popcorn." I said, standing up.

In the kitchen, I grabbed a pack of popcorn and stuck it in the microwave. I couldn't help but look back at Fiona; she was sitting in front of the TV her legs tucked under her sifting thought a pile of DVDs in the drawer. I couldn't believe this amazing, smart beautiful girl was my girlfriend, and wanted to be.

The microwave dinged, and I grabbed the popcorn, and sat myself down on the couch while Fiona popped in a DVD.

"What movie?"

"It's a surprise!"

"Common, tell me," I said, starting to tickle her.

"No!" she squealed. "Its-a sur-prise!" she managed to say between laughs.

"Ok, ok." I said, stopping the tickling

The movie started, but I wasn't paying attention to it; I was paying attention to Fiona, watching her every intake of breath, barley believing she was actually here, next to me.

A few minutes in, I took her hand in mine and she laid her head on my shoulder.

"Are you paying attention to the movie?" she whispered seductively in my ear a half an hour later.

"No, are you?" I smiled.

Before she could answer, I brought my lips down on hers.

We shifted positions; her back against the armrest of the couch, me almost on top of her. Nether of us noticed the popcorn spilling to the floor, or the minutes on the clock ticking away, or the click of the front door opening.

"Ahem," my mother's voice brought us back to reality. I leaped off the couch - off of Fiona - and stood awkwardly on the other side the room, blushing like mad.

Fiona stood up, smoothed down her clothes and fixed her hair, and held out her hand, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Torres. I'm Fiona." she smiled, acting as if my mother hadn't totally caught us making out.

My mom looked Fiona up and down before her eyes stopped at Fiona's hand with disgust.

"I think it would be best you leave," she said though clenched teeth.

"Ok. Bye Adam," Fiona said cheerily. "Bye Drew." she said to him, who was still standing in the doorway.

"I am very disappointed in you, Adam." she exclaimed once Fiona was long gone.

'Nothing new,' I thought.

With out saying a word, I made my way up to my room, slamming my door.

Soon after, I heard a quiet knock on the door.

"What?" I shouted.

Drew, not waiting for me to say he could come in, opened the door and sat down next to me on my bed.

"This so ironic," he chuckled.

"Glad you find it amusing." I rolled my eyes.

"No, its just that I usually bring Alli here to make out and have never gotten caught, and the one time you bring a girl over to make out with her, you get caught."

"I didn't invite her over to make out; we were supposed to watch a movie."

"Well good luck explaining that to mom." He smirked.