Fadam instead of Bianca/Fitz/Owen. Later later...

Adam and Fiona

"Fiona... I'm sorry." Adam said.

"I can't believe you got in a 7-way fight!" she said again.

"Fiona, I already I'm sorry," Adam said.

"And I already said I can't believe you."

Adam was sitting on the lockers and Fiona was sitting in front of him, wiping his jagged arm wound.

"Fiona! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. How many more times do you want me to say it."

"Until I believe you,"

Adam put his head back on the locker and pouted.

"Don't that doesn't work ever time!" Fiona bit her lip.

"But that does," he whispered, enjoying her blush.

"I'm just your friend Adam. Friend."

"But I love you Fiona!" Adam said, obviously teasing her. She looked down and Adam enjoyed this even more.

"Adam, hold still," Fiona whispered reaching up his arm, peeling back his jacket.

"You're enjoying this," he whispered sarcastically, narrowing hois eyes.

"What?" she said, humoring him as she wiped the blood off his arm. It was a cut that reached from his shoulder to his hand.

"Undressing me,"

She blushed harder and Adam went under to keep her from looking down.

"Aww, she's blushing." he murmured.

"Adam," she pushed him back against the locker and he smirked. Eli was rubbing off on him.

"I'm out of your leauge, Sophmore." she teased.

"You are enjoying this." he whispered as she pulled up to his shoulder.

Fiona pulled the tissue away. "If you're going to keep me blushing and teasing me than you can have the nurse clean your... bleeding... face!

Adam held his breath as she leaned forward and had her body over his and she's never been this close to him.

"Oh my god, Adam. Your face is bleeding! Oh... why didn't you say something."

Adam felt her hand delicately trace over his bleeding cut on his cheek.

"Well... can you help me because Nurse Mitchell is taking care of Zane?" he pleaded.

"Wooo, Adam. Fiona can't keep her hands off you." Owen said obnoixiously and Fiona realized their position.

She glared at Owen and he chuckled. "I don't mind you as a lesbian."

Adam's hands balled into fists but Fiona beat him to it.

"Adam. Is. Not. A. Girl." she said condescindingly, like she was talking to a child.

"Sweetheart, he is. And he gets you which makes you a lesbo."

"No, it doesn't."

"Fiona." Adam said, looking her in the eyes and smiling. "It's ok."

Fiona smiled and Owen sneered. "Go make out with your girlfriend, whatever."

Bianca jerked him to turn him around, wiping his face and laughing about how proud she was of him.

Adam smiled at Fiona.

"Thanks." he whispered.

"You're welcome." she whispered back and kissed his cheek. Adam's jaw dropped.

"I do enjoy this," he said as she pulled back.