Probably, never, ever again.

Neither of them knew how long they stood there, but it was only when the noise penetrated the ears that the stare was finally ended even if it was against their own will, "bring… bring…bring, bring…. BRING…. BRING!" finally Piper dived into her bag, searching for the generator of the noise.

When she repapered she had her cell phone strapped to her ear, "yes…. I know but… yes I'm coming now…. But…. I…. Yes…. No you don't need to get me…. yes…. Look I'll see you then…. Yes…. bye Prue." With that she hung up, and reburied it in her bag.

When her eyes resurfaced they soon met his once again, his hadn't left hers not once, they where just looking, focusing on her.

Until she spoke to him, and even then it was like a chorus of angels. "Well…. Thanks, and em…. well I better be going… bye." As she began to walk off, giving him a few seconds to register what had just happened, and to realise she had moved. But as soon as he did he quickly turned around, and began to chase after her.

"Em look," she turned around and he saw her face again, his own quickly lit with a smile. "Look you wouldn't want a lift home…. Would you?"

He expected her to say no as did she expect to say, but then to both their surprise she was found saying; "sure."

With that the two jumped into his fancy sports car, and driving off with out saying a word. Most of the journey was in silence, except the question of where they where going.

But after that it returned to the silence, s they drew closer though both seemed to want to began a conversation but found the struggle to annoyingly hard. Then as they where two blocks away she spoke, finally saying something anything just as long as she did, anything would satisfy her.

"So you new around here?"

He was quiet shocked by the question but answered coolly, "nope… lived hear all my life."

"Oh." Was all she said to reply?

Now he was intrigue, almost encapsulated by her, which led him to questions of his own. "Why?"

"Oh its just I've never seen you around before… what school you go to?"

He knew this was going to be the killer question, she lived in 'Prescott street,' all though he had never been there he knew it well. It was known for being in the 'ruff part,' as he called it, and well a girl like that wouldn't want to know a gye like him. Especially when she found out he went to a privet school, but to him there was only one thing he could do, answer truthfully. "I go to… I go to St James's-"

As soon as the words left his mouth she spoke, "I should of known," Although it was more a comment to herself, than anything to him. "I mean the car, the clothes…. Well it all adds up now," and that was it, nothing more was said.

As they entered 'Prescott Street,' she pointed to the appropriate house for him, and he pulled up to it. "Well thanks…. For the lift, and everything." She said before opening the door.

"Yer…. Anytime." He replied as she stepped out on to the sidewalk and back into the night.

He sat and watched her walk into her home, but to his pain she didn't turn back or wave she just stepped inside.

"Damn!" he said as he smacked his steering wheel. She was now out of sight, and it had finally hit him. He was probably never going to see her, again, ever.