A/N Set in season one.
He's minding his own business, when her overhears Lily talking to a friend.
"Yeah. The only reason Eric got into band practice was because of me"
"Is he any good?"
"He….well….he tries" Lily's nodding.
Try as he might he can't stop listening. Really he should be on the look out for Aimee. She's dating Toby now. He can't wait to hear the whispers of that crashing and burning. Then again Tromboner making a complete fool of himself will take his mind off being single, and rejected at the same time.
"Do you think he's cute?" The friend asks.
"Yes….yep...yeah….all the guys are cute here. Me and Eric have chemistry, so I may as well go for it"
Adam, smiles until he realizes that she's serious. There's this determined look in her eye that injects a coil of fear down his throat into his lungs. He feels like he can't breathe. He opens his locker and sips a coke zero. There's no way that she can "go for this" not that he cares. But she has to know that she's not her type. He's got to tell her. But she should know right? Doesn't everyone and their dogs know?
He pokes his head out and she's gone. All day throughout all his lessons he's drifting away. More than usual. No, he's not thinking about Lily knocking on Tromboner's door, no way is he thinking about Tromboner gently guiding her up the stairs with his arm around her waist. Nor is he thinking that Tromboner may want to experiment, maybe lily leans in for a kiss. Christ, maybe Tromboner pins her against the wall and kisses her first….
"Lily!" Adam hisses by the swimming pool seats. Before she can even blink he's tripping over his limbs and the seats and plonks himself down one seat away from her.
"Ummm….Hiya?" She asked, totally confused and no-one can blame her.
His heart is beating a million times a minute, but he plays it cool. Fiddling with the tassels on his hoodie he tips his legs on the seat to give him an even more casual look.
"Tromboner….he's a fag…everyone knows"
"You mean gay? We looked at each other in band practice"
"Looked?"
"Yeah" Lily said with a smile.
"He's got the clap" Adam lied digging his hands into his pockets. He looked out at the water. All the swimmers in their tight trunks and obscene bulges. Did Tromboner like swimmers or just Anwar?
"Are you joking? What's he got?" Lily wonders.
"Crabs"
"No! He's too sweet and innocent" Lily gasps.
"He maybe all hot and innocent. But...Trumboner's crawling with them"
"No way!"
"You've seen the banana vids" Adam whispers. Sure Adam might have seen them too once, maybe once a night. Maybe he's got Trumboner videos logged under his favourite file. But that was none of Lily's business.
"I'll talk to him" Lily decides.
"Like he'll tell you shit. He's riddled" Adam presses, nodding as he untangles himself from the seats and makes his way to the canteen. All that deception had given him an appetite….