"What were you doing out there?" he asked me as I got in the car. He sounded different, unlike I'd ever heard him before.

"What do you mean? I was going to school!" I shouted.

"What, at three in the afternoon? School finishes then!" he said angrily. I looked at him. I'd never seen him so angry before, and it wasn't just because I hadn't known him that long.

"Sor-ry! It wasn't my fault I didn't know what time it was!"

"Oh yes, because it's so hard to look at a clock!" he shouted.

"Its not my fault you got me completely pissed!" I exclaimed.

"I got you completely pissed? More like the over way round! You got the bottle of wine out of the fridge, and the vodka, and the beer. They don't mix!"

"Then why did you drink it?" I asked, very loudly. There was a silence.

"I... I wanted to please you," Craig mumbled. I looked at him and gave him an awkward smile. Sure, I was pretty bummed that we'd just had our first fight, but I was sure that something stupid like getting drunk couldn't break us up. "I'm sorry."

"No, I am." I said, holding his hand. "I don't blame you for being worried. I was worried when you weren't there this morning. Or... This afternoon. I couldn't tell which." We both laughed, and then we pulled over and kissed for a while.

"How about we go out for a bite to eat? My treat," Craig said, running his hands through my hair as he kissed me.

"Sure," I said between kisses. "But I don't think there's any decent diners round here."

"Who said anything about a diner? I'm gonna take you somewhere real fancy," he said, pulling away from me and sitting back in his seat, pulling back out to the road and driving off.

"Surprise me." I smiled, closing my eyes and trying to take a little nap, hoping that my headache would ease off. But it was already healing, now I was with Craig.