"Why do we always have to tape my hands?"

"Because you suck at life"

"Real nice, prick"

"Oh, so now I'm a prick. Bitch"

"Likewise!" Andy turned and threw her sticks at the wall, then stomping out of their practice room and into another. Adam sighed, already feeling bad for what he had said, so he stood up and went after her. He looked in every practice room, finally finding her in the last one, curled up in a shaking ball.

"Andy…"

"Go…away…"

"No" He knelt next to her and put his hands on her quivering shoulders, rubbing them slowly until her sobs stopped. She rolled over and looked into his icy blue eyes with her own deep brown ones.

"You…don't understand what I feel. Whenever I see you, I get this funny feeling in my stomach, and it makes me want you, even if you are my teacher. But when I try to get you, you call me a bitch. My first impression of you was right. You're conceited. And…"

Her voice was muffled into Adam's chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt his mouth kissing gentle patterns on her collarbone, moving slowly up to her neck to her ear, where he whispered, "You're right. I am a prick. But, contrary to popular belief, I do understand, because I feel the same thing when I look at you, Andy." Then he dove into her lips, because, even if he was her teacher, he couldn't hold back anymore. Those soft lips he had admired from the moment he had seen them move in the words of her speech, they would be his now. Needless to say, they didn't get much traditional training done that evening.

"YOU DIDN'T!"

Andy was surrounded by her three best friends from line in their practice room where they ate before every football game. Their first football game was in an hour, and she had just told them that she had made out with their uber-hot drum techie.

"Yes, yes I did…" Becky looked concerned, Danni looked amazed, and Missy just looked plain pissed off. As usual, Missy was the first to speak.

"That guy is a jerk-off. He couldn't possibly really be interested in anything but getting into your pants." Becky nodded in agreement, and then added, "You'll get your heart broken, Andy. He's gonna leave you hanging after he gets laid, and you'll be alone again." Then Danni burst in.

"You guys, leave her alone. I speak for all of us when I say that I want to get into his pants, and if Andy just happens to be the first to do it, then we should leave her be. If she gets her heart broken, I for one will be there to pick up the pieces and help her through, not telling her that I said so." Andy's eyes filled up with tears, and she gave all of them a huge hug.

"I love you guys…"

As they walked off the field after pre-game, Andy felt a pair of eyes watching her, but couldn't pick the person out of the crowd. Adam gave everyone the look that said "Line pow-wow" and they all gathered upon the side of the bleachers.

"Hey, everyone, that was awesome, so I'm going to start a new tradition. After every pre-game, I'm either going to give you a hug or a handshake, depending on your gender and or personal preference." He then pointed to two spots, saying "Hugs here, Handshakes here. Now go, you ruffians!"

All the guys went into the handshake line, and a few of the girls did too, but Andy went straight to the hug line, grinning as she stuck her arms out above her drum in a hugging motion.

"Whaaaat? No drum hugs for Adam-sensei?" Andy gave a smart-ass grin and took her drum off. One huge hug and a subtle grope later, Andy headed up to the bleachers, where she spent the rest of the game feeling uncomfortable, because she could swear that she was being stared at.

"Your thumb is in the wrong place…-giggle-."

"Tell me where it should go, Andy-sensei"

"Right here, silly…mmm… I always knew you were good at massages, but I didn't expect this amount of skill."

"Aren't we supposed to be practicing your traditional technique?"

"You know I'm perfect at it…ooh, that's nice…and plus, you know that you like this more"

"Okay, if you can play the entire cadence cycle traditional without any mistakes, I'll keep giving you massages" Andy pulled her sticks out from her back pocket, while Adam tied up her halter again. She proceeded to do exactly what he said, plus about five new visuals.

"Very good, Andy! Who thought you would completely master that in less than seven weeks!" He grabbed her and hugged her again. She clasped herself to his chest and slowly guided his hands up to the ties on her halter top. There was a clatter as her drumsticks fell to the floor. She leaned back, staring at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes, managing to whisper out one phrase before she was rendered speechless.

"I think I need…extra lessons Adam…"