A/N: Yes, this is a dreaded filler chapter because I have no plot ideas that fit at this exact moment but I want to put up some more material. I'll get back to the drawing board soon and I'll also gladly incorporate any ideas you guys have or things you want to see in this fic.

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David was dreading seeing Martha at school.

She had taken it very well, she was understanding and didn't even yell at him like Donna did when she found out.

Why didn't you take her up on this whole dating shebang? She's pretty and she actually likes you, Space Man, she had said. At least until you and Rose figure out what your guys' deal is.

And yet he was absolutely terrified at the prospect of seeing Martha in class.

And Rose.

He had finally admitted to himself that he liked her as more than friends, even though he deduced that it had been going on for years. But now that he had, it was going to be awful seeing her beautiful face everyday and not blurting out that he love- liked her. But here he was, staring at the doors to the building like a fool.

"How do I look?" David nearly jumped out of his own skin; partially because he didn't know when Rose had gotten there, and partially because she looked bloody fantastic. She was wearing some sort of knee-length knit white jumper and jeans- nothing too fancy- but she looked gorgeous.

"Uh... I- um y-you look fine," he stammered out, awkwardly avoiding eye contact. "Why?"

"Just fine?" she looked at him expectantly, her hands on her hips.

"Gorgeous," he corrected himself promptly. She grinned at him smugly and stood up on tip-toe to kiss his cheek. His heart fluttered uncontrollably at the action and his face was set aflame.

"Hmm. Better. Anyways, it's because I have that science presentation today and I want to look nice," she explained, tucking her blonde hair behind her ear in a nervous manner.

"I think you'll do fine," he reassured softly, answering her unasked question. She looked at him greatfully from under her long lashes, her cheeks flushing a pleasant red from the praise.

"I love you, Space Jerk," she said softly, and his heart stopped. What could this mean? Did she feel the same way? Did she want to date him? Would Rose Tyler kiss him if he asked?

Oh.

Stupid. They said it to each other all the time, she meant platonically.

"I love you too."


Rose Tyler did not mean in platonically.

It had slipped out unintentionally.

She was staring up at him and the light was hitting his messy brown hair and he was looking down (curse his height) at her so adoringly that she just kinda said it. He obviously thought she didn't mean it that way, but she totally did. That atrocious boy just made her lose control of her thoughts, and as a result she had almost ruined their friendship.

STUPID.


A/N: Okay so that's it for this chapter. What did I say? Filler. This set me in motion for the next couple chapters now so I might start writing the next one now.

Until next time!