"You're not staying in here all day, only leaving to go to school." Bex told Finn, who was sulking on the sofa. She knew how badly it had affected him that Sam was no longer there, but that was a month ago now, and it worried her to see her friend in this state.

"What else have I got?" Finn huffed, glaring at the floor.

"Me. And Josh, and Lauren." Bex answered, walking round and she knelt on the floor in front of him, trying to coax him in to looking at her. "Just think about it, if she was here now, she'd be dragging you out that door." she told him, putting her hand on his.

Finn sighed and forced himself to look at her. "I know... I know, but I just... I can't."

"Yes you can. You can and you have to." she said in a gentle but firm tone. "I'm a dancer, Sharkey not your counsellor." she added with a smirk.

Finn let out a small laugh. "Sorry Fisher!" he threw back.

"Shut up." she reached to the side, grabbed a cushion and hit him with it. "Anyway. I need a samiliar face in the audience at my performance next week." she smiled.

"And you think I'm the one for it?"

"Well... Josh said he was busy so I thought you'll have to do." she teased, smiling.

Finn laughed again and lightly shoved her back.

"Oi!" she giggled and raised herself up and pushed him back. She pushed herself up on to her feet and dropped back down on to the sofa beside him. "Right. I've been here for an hour trying to get a noise outta you and you ain't offered me a cuppa yet! Get to it!" she smirked.

"You've got legs. Very nice legs in fact so you better use 'em." Finn smirked. "Ow!" he scowled when she kicked him. "Alright no need for violence."

"Go." Bex ordered, laughing, pointing to the kitchen, and she watched as Finn stood, and did as he was told.

Eventually Finn came back with two cups, tea for her, coffee for himself, and he sat down.

"Mum's leaving the school..." Bex said gently.

"Why?"

"She says she doesn't see the point in fighting against somebody who clearly wants her out. But me and Jess have convinced her to see the year out. If she still wants out at the end of it, then it's time to go. But if there's even a glimpse of a fight left in her I'll make sure she stays."

Finn nodded. "Seems like no one wants to be Head of that place." he smirked. "Mason left now Fisher's goin'."

"And it's all your fault." she teased.

"Hey!" he laughed and lightly elbowed her. "I'm not that bad."

"Course you're not." she laughed and leaned against him as he put his arm around her. "Complete angel aren't you."

"Could say the same for you, porn star." he smirked.

"Ouch!" she said in mock hurt. "God you really know how to wound a girl." she pouted, then ended up laughing again. She liked how easy they could just get along, throw things at each other but know they'd never mean it.

"Yeah, you? Hurt? You're a better actress than I thought." he joked, looking down at her.

"Well I try." she commented, looking back up at him and she smiled. She kissed him gently on the cheek, pushed herself up to get the tv remote and dropped herself back against him.

They both sat in a comfortable silence as they watched whatever was on the tv, their earlier conversation abandoned.

Finn knew it was too soon, but his earlier feelings for his friend were coming back, what he didn't know, was that she was hiding how she felt from the start.

A/N: Got a feeling this was bad... I'm sorry guys, started writing this before last Thursday's episode and just.. yeah :(