The final bell rang one last time as I was taking books in and out of my locker, getting ready to head home. I stood up, just in time for a pair of arms to wrap around my waist.

I was hoisted into the air and spun around a couple of times. I couldn't see the figure, but I knew exactly who it was.

"Drew!" I screamed, laughing.

He set me down, only to catch my wrists so I couldn't stumble into the lockers. I finally captured my balance, and look up at him, confused.

He just laughed, "B-, baby!"

He opened up his arms, and brought me into a hug. I was taken by surprise, but I embraced it. It was a quick hug, way too quick.

The moment had been interfered by a muffled giggle from Adam and a familiar dark figure.

Me and Drew quickly let go, ridding of each others presence.

Adam's eyes switched between us before asking,

"What's the occasion?" He smiled, giving Eli a quick glance.

I became highly uncomfortable. I tried not looking at either of them, but it was extremely difficult. Instead, I looked up at Drew, wishing he had an explanation for our previous 'moment'. I felt my cheeks getting hotter and hotter, and two green orbs flaming a hole in the side of my head. I was burning in Hell.

"See for yourself." Drew stated, proudly. He took out a sheet of paper from his backpack and handed it to Adam.

He analyzed the paper, and patted Drew on the back.

"Dude, this is great! Have you told Alli yet?"

The color dripped out of my face, and hit the floor.

Alli.

Drew was a guy with a girlfriend.

"I haven't told her yet, but I will. Clare being my tutor is the best thing that ever happened!" He playfully punched my arm.

I gave a fake smile, "Yeah. The Best!" I laughed uneasily, trying to hide my disappointment. I looked away, not wanting to find Drew's gaze.

Looking down at me, Drew stated, "Actually, I was gonna tell her right after I told Clare. See you at dinner?"

"Yeah, sure, man." Relief washed over me as Eli and Adam walked away, and turned the corner.

Then, his statement caught up with me.

"Wait. Isn't Alli home sick today?" Now, I was officially confused.

Alli had been sick the last couple of days, leaving me to tutor Drew more then I promised.

"Yeah, she is." He said with poise and a slight smirk. I cocked my head to the side, catching on.

"We're not going to tell Alli, are we…?"

"I have to thank you for this grade somehow, don't I?" This time he gave me full-frontal smile. I gave him a smile back, shaking my head, giggling at the situation I was in.

"Mr. Torres, how exactly will you thank me, for this wonderful B-?" I laughed inwardly. To me, getting a B- is like being shot in the foot.

"Well..." He trailed off, contemplating his choices.

"When's the last time you visited a high school party?"

Wow, that was a bombshell.

"A party?" I asked perplexed.

"Yes, a party. You know, dancing, mingling, music?" His sarcasm was cute, a lot different then the sarcasm I was used to.

"Oh, yeah, a party!" I exclaimed, pretending to have an 'ah-ha!' moment. "You mean that place with sex, drugs, and booze?" I snapped back, trying to return the emotion he used in his last comment. The thought of going to a party with Drew was…a little scary. A party was the last thing I thought Drew would invite me to.

He scoffed, "Yes, that party."

"Well, I guess." He opened his mouth to speak but I beat him to it. "But. I am not stripping, I am not smoking, and I am certainly not taking drinks from strangers."

He stared at me for a second, and burst out laughing. I suddenly became quite furious.

"What? What'd I say?"

It took him a moment to regain his composure, but he finally began speaking, "I can tell you haven't been to a lot of parties in your day."

I felt slightly offended.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I said, tapping my foot.

"I was talking about 'Above The Dot'." He smiled, resting his case.

I got now. 'The Dot' was a local cafe where most teens hung-out. 'Above The Dot' was the next story up. The owner had once used it for storage, but recently turned it into a club, a smoking and drinking free club.

I felt a little stupid, but didn't think anything of it.

"Oh." Is all I managed to say.

"So, teacher,are you ready? Or do you want to stand here all day, acting like I didn't just prove St. Clare wrong? " he asked, taunting me. The gauntlet had been thrown, and I caught it, awaiting my challenge.

"I'm ready." He smiled. "Student." I added, teasing.

We started walking out the door, and headed to his truck.

What the hell just happened? Oh god, this can't end well.