"Eva, you're alright!" Trudi ran after her, a relieved look on her face.
"Crikey Truds. We caught the bus together, that's all." Eva chuckled, biting her lip.
"Well.." Trudi said bitterly. "You never know with Kyle. You're lucky to even be in school today. And he didn't try anything with you?"
"No," Eva shrugged, trying to act casual. "We're just mates."
"Good. Look I have to go and give in my English coursework but I'll see you later." Trudi flashed her a smile before marching off.
"And I need to go to my locker." Eva looked down at her art book before walking to the main building. She felt bad lying to her friends - again - and knew it could get her into trouble - again - but Kyle made a promise that he would treat her properly and she knew that the minute anyone interfered, that could change. Plus, as much as part of her wanted to rub it into Finn's face, the other part felt like that would be cold and heartless.
"Alright?" Kyle held her waist, pushing her against the locker.
"I mean it, Kyle!" She giggled, pushing him off. "Not now, not here."
"I'm sorry," he winked, "you just look so damn irrestible in that skirt."
"And you look really hot too, babe, but this isn't worth everyone finding out about. It'll just ruin everything!" Eva chuckled.
"I'll see you later though, yeah?" Kyle ducked his head to check.
"Course." She smiled. "I'll see you later."
"Bye." He walked away slowly.
"What's going on with you and Kyle?" Lauren frowned, walking over.
"You what?" Eva snorted. "Nothing."
"Is that why he came over and almost shoved you through your locker?" Lauren smirked. As quickly as it appeared, her smirk fell again. "Please don't tell me you're seeing each other again."
"Course not!" Eva exclaimed.
"Eva.." Lauren closed her eyes, exhaling wearily.
"Leave it, Lauren." Eva said firmly. "We're not dating and that's all there is too it."
"Yeah, alri-"
"Just shut up, Lauren!" Eva snapped, slamming her locker door and walking away.
"Ooh!" Lauren chuckled, before realising the severity of the situation. "Where's Finn?" As fast as she could she dashed down the corridor, desperate to speak to Finn before he got to reg. He saw him with Hannah, kissing her against the wall of the art classroom. "Hey..." She said uneasily.
There was no answer.
"Hey!" She repeated, louder and firmer.
There was no answer.
"Finn!" She snapped.
"What?" He exclaimed angrily, pulling back and glaring at her. A glare Hannah mimicked.
"Can I talk to you?" Lauren sighed, tapping her foot.
"No." Finn turned back to Hannah.
"For God sake..." She hissed, dragging him away.
"What are you doing? Get off!" He shouted.
"Sorry, Hannah!" Lauren called over her shoulder before shoving Finn into a nearby classroom and closing the door.