Chapter 9

Shannon's POV

Fulton eyes were still narrowed as he turned his head back to the TV. I just rolled my eyes. How dare he or anyone else tell me what to do?! I wouldn't even let Adam tell me what to do.

'I still don't want you seeing him, just in case something bad happens.' Fulton says flippantly flopping on the couch.

'What the hell could happen? They're just dating not planning a mass carnage of the student body.' Dean said rolling his eye's at Fulton and turned to wink at me.

'Exactly' I said leaving the room. That conversation could only turn ugly from there. I walked up to my room completely forgetting to call Adam. I got my pj's on fell asleep once my head hit the pillow.

****The Next Day..*****

I woke up the next morning with Guy and Connie poking me in the head.

'Wake up sleepy head' Guy says in a creepily singsong voice. Connie got up off the bed and walked over to my window and opened the heavy red curtains. The sun shone in the room with a violent bright light that was painful to see after just waking up. I had the best view ever though. My window also was a way out onto the second floor porch. My room was the typical girly princess room (minus the pink and frilly), Guy said it fit me perfectly. My room was much bigger than the one before my dad got into a high paying job.

'What the hell.' I sat up in my double bed not really knowing what was happening. 'Who the hell let you guy's in?'

'You mom did your majesty' Guy said throwing a random soft object at my head. God I hate being half-asleep, nothing computes. 'Get dressed, have a shower, do whatever girly thing you do in the morning cause I'm driving.' Guy said.

'No actually I'm driving' Connie said dully still looking out the window. 'I'm just letting you hold the keys'

'Shut up' Guy said burrowing his head in knee's.

'Well if I'm to do any of this I'm going to need the both of you to leave.' Guy and Connie left the room both mumbling incoherently to themselves or to each other, I was far too sleepy to give a crap. As soon as they left I flew under the covers again, closed my eyes. As soon as I was going to fall asleep again my phone rang.

'Hello?' I tried sounding as painful as possible so that they person on the other end would know that they disturbed me.

'Uh hi, Shann?' Adam said weakly. As soon as I knew it was Adam I felt sorry for making him think that he disturbed me.

'Hey.' I said sounding less like a dying animal. I sat up and started playing with my hair, fixing it as best as I could, actually thinking that he knew what I looked like at that moment. 'How are you?' I asked.

'Good, did I wake you?'

'Er, you didn't but Guy and Connie did, and then I was going to go back to sleep but then you called, but I should be getting ready.'

'Oh' His voice dropped a little. 'I was going to offer a drive but I guess Connie is going to drive you.'

'Oh, sorry, well I should go and shower now.' Suddenly I felt weird talking to Adam. I really liked him but maybe what Fulton said had gotten to me more than I thought. 'Ok well I've got to go now.'

'Ok, bye'

Feeling really weirded out I go for a shower. After I get out I walk over to the stereo and flick it on. It started playing "Yeah Yeah Yeah's" I put on my pleated black skirt and black boat neck top. I put curlers in my hair and proceeded downstairs to Guy and Connie, who by this time were already sipping at each other. 'Shut up!' I yelled. They both turned and looked at me.

'Lucy you got that look in your eye!' Guy says mocking me. I just glared at him and gave him the finger.

After my hair was done we went out to Connie's shiny green car. I don't know the types of cars, neither does Connie, it drives Guy crazy. When we got to school I spotted Cher, Di and Val so I split from Connie and Guy and walked over to my "crew".

'Hey' I said adjusting my bag on my shoulder. Cher , Val and Di looked once again flawless. Stupid perfect skin.stupid designer clothes. Hell if my parent's were millionaires I would buy lots of Prada too! But my parents are just moderately wealthy, and buying Prada regularly is not exactly bugitable. I have a fabulous Prada jacket though; I had to save up for months and use Cher's connections to keep it reserved for me.

'Hey!' they all said brightly, in fact to brightly for the morning. I'm really not a morning person and the very image of people bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning was disturbing. Adam was a morning person, then again Adam was a night person to, I remember last year when we were at the same party and Adam was a little more than tipsy tripping all over the place not making much sense, grinning stupidly, well stupidly cute, hardly the image of a preppy cake-eater. Gentleman indeed! Just as I was thinking this Adam came up behind me and pinched my side.

'Hey' Adam said he looked happy to see me, why did this bug me? Please no, not again, Shannon don't feel this way! I always feel this way! I told myself.

'Hey, what period do we have first?' I managed to sub-conscienceley avert our few words to something pointless.

Adam looked kind of taken aback at my question considering our day yesterday. 'Uh we don't have history first.'

I glanced over at Cher and the rest and they had their "neutral I know you but I would prefer not to talk to you" look on their face. I knew that they didn't get along, I wasn't really sure why, something about cliques meshing. I remember when I first came here last year I got really weird looks because I hung out with a lot of people not just in class. Of course I have my main group but if someone else wants to eat with me at lunch I'll eat with them if they ask me to. Oh how weird I know!?

I took a last look at Adam, 'Uh Banksie, I've got to go right now, but we'll hang out later.'

'Uh, yea.' Adam said thoroughly confused. Why the hell do I persist on shitting on something good when I want the something good?

I turned and returned back to my crew. Val, who was incredibly sweet, and didn't mind the "jocks" nudged me and waggled her eyebrows.

'Shut-up' I mumbled.

'Shann you're not actually seeing him are you?' Cher said in a concerned voice. I think that Cher had some past issue's with the "jock crew" she has it in for them. She will associate with them at parties, but never anywhere else. 'You know most jock guy's are assholes, they're not in it for an actual relationship, just sex.'

In my head I was trying to match my perfect gentleman version of Adam and Cher's version of "guy's like him" together, frankly they had nothing to do with each other. 'Cher, do you even know Adam, he is possibly the most harmless guy ever, if he wasn't playing hockey he would just be a book nerd, who watched hockey or any other sport. He is honestly the sweetest guy ever!' Adam's POV

Ok, Shannon just blew me off completely, I'm horribly confused. I fucking hope she's not going through her "I like you but we would be better off as friends because I don't want to ruin the friendship but by not being in the relationship it will inevitably happen because she won't talk to me." I've seen it happen. She fucking better not do that! She has independence issues.

*****History Class*****

I walked to class the teacher was already there, so were Luis, Guy and Connie. They all waved at me from across the room. I went to take my seat and every time I heard someone come through the door I would flinch and look up to see if it was Shann. Shannon was the third person to come through the door. She barley glanced at me and headed to her seat without acknowledging my existence. She set her stuff down at her seat across the room from me and headed over towards Luis, Guy and Connie. I pushed my crap under the table and headed over to Shannon, Luis, Guy, and Connie. It was kind of weird because ever since I got on varsity.

'Hey Banksie! Long time no see' Connie said smiling.

'Hey guys' I said taking a quick glance at Shannon, but she was looking down. Classic polite avoidance. Classy.

As I was about to continue joking around with the guy's class was going to start and I didn't get to speak to Shann, not that I could count on her to initiate any conversation.

'Why don't you have your books out? Get them out, get them out!' Mr. Douglas says thumping around the classroom. He's a crazy old man, part of the reason I can even tolerate history. 'I'm going to be returning your tests today, only three people managed marks in the 90's. Shannon, well done, Luis, well done, Jake well done as well.' When Mr. Douglas finally gave me back my test, I felt like shit. My day is just getting better. 'Mr. Banks, I'll need to see you after class.' Mr. Douglas said with a tragic look on his face.

'Yea.' I glanced over and Shannon, again..and for the first time today she actually acknowledged my presence with slight sympathy. That was easy for her, she probably got one answer wrong on the test and it was probably a half mark question. Mr. Douglas went over to Shannon and said something that made her look at me funny.

****After Class****

Shannon and me were the last ones to leave, I had a pretty good feeling that Mr. Douglas was going to have Shannon tutor me, which suited me just fine. Stop thinking dirty thoughts!

'Mr. Banks, due to your recent test scores, I think that it is wise that you receive some tutorage, and seeing how Miss. Donahue beat the other two gentlemen with high scores it is only fitting that she give you the assistance that you need. I don't believe this will be a problem, as I'm sure you two are familiar with each other.' Mr. Douglas said, you could really hear his accent. 'I trust this isn't a problem for either of you?' Mr. Douglas said looking up at us from his bifocals.

'No sir, it's not a problem' Shannon said quietly.

After that we walked out of class together. 'So, do you want to have lunch with me?' Shannon asked coyly.

'Uh, ok.' Ok that came out of no where. I thought she was going "just be friends" with me.

*****After School***** Shannon's POV

Ok, so I'm helping Adam out with history, the thought made me really happy, but really nervous. I don't know why, why does he make me so nervous? Is it because it looks like no one wants us to be together, not that we are officially "together"? We agreed to meet after school at my locker, fortunately he didn't have practice after school so I didn't have to wait around for him. I had a killer head ache, I hadn't had a bad headache for awhile. Adam was walking down the hall and sort of diagonally across from me the stupid cheerleader Cathy, Catty or whatever was looking at me like I was ready to set fire to a small animal.

'Hey Banks'

'Hey'

**Weird place to end a chapter I know, but I wanted to up date as soon as possible.**