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Ginny had memorised his phone number.

It was a complete accident, she'd had no intention of memorising it, in fact she doubted she'd ever speak to him again; teenage girls getting their name's printed along with 'Stark' tended to find themselves open to… well, everything.

But it was an accident. She'd just looked at it too often. After she'd gotten back on the coach and they'd resumed their journey she'd gotten a lot of odd looks from the other passengers which she'd tried to ignore (after all, she'd managed to get Tony Stark to come back to personally fix the coach himself) so she'd looked down at the number on her hand, and when she looked up she could still see it hovering in the air in front of her eyes.

Open to everything.

Georgia was looking at her oddly, and eventually Ginny couldn't take it any more.

'What?' she said annoyed.

'So when did you meet Tony Stark?' Georgia said, raising her eyebrows. 'Because, seriously Ginny, getting him to help fix the coach? You must be *pretty* good friends.'

'Georgia!' Ginny yelled, then she lowered her voice again when a few of the passengers looked over.

'I told you,' she whispered angrily, 'I met him at Stark Industries when we went on that field trip, and then he was at that bar we went to last night.'

Georgia turned her head away so she was looking out the window.

'Is that why you ran out on me? Because Tony Stark is more important?'

'No,' Ginny said. 'It was just a shock to see him. Plus, I didn't know who he was.'

'You just told me you met him at Stark Industries.'

'I did, but he never told me his name.'

'Now you're not making sense!'

Ginny sighed, 'Georgia, listen! When I met him at Stark Industries, it was because I'd gotten lost; I had no idea where I was going. Then both of us came around the corner too fast and ran into each other. That's when I first met him, he didn't tell me his name though, he just said hi and showed me where to go. At the bar last night, I recognised him.'

'And he told you his name?'

'No, in fact he was surprised I didn't know it. He told me I'd know his name if I checked the news, then he left. When I got home I checked the paper and there was a picture of him and his parents in it, that's how I learnt his name.'

Georgia looked at her sceptically. 'Okay, fine, I believe you, but I wish you'd told me!'

'That I knew Tony Stark? Face it, Georgia; you wouldn't have believed me, anyway.'

Georgia looked down at the number on her hand. 'So… you gonna call him?'

'Absolutely not! I am not getting any more involved with Tony Stark then I already am!'

Georgia's eyebrows shot up, and too late Ginny realised her mistake.

'I mean, because I don't… I mean we're not, but I don't want people to think… oh shut up Georgia!' she said, elbowing her laughing friend.

'Okay! I'll prove that I'll never talk to him again!'

Ginny rummaged around in her bag until she pulled out a wet wipe, then she began to furiously scrub at her hand until the number was gone.

'There,' Ginny said, holding up her (red) pen-mark-free hand to Georgia, who looked shocked.

And when Ginny turned to look out to window, she saw the numbers flash in front of her eyes, and she realised that it was too late.