Neither one of the four boys had seen Emma for the past week. She had been at home, ill with tonsillitis and when they had tried to go round to see her Gilbert had told them to leave and she was not in the mood for visitors. They had even heard Pearce speaking to his friends about how much of a knob Gilbert was being. And so, they had yet to tell Emma of Pearce and his threat. Finally, she returned to sixth form, dropping into a chair beside Will and seeing him with a bin on his head.

"Well you look bloody terrible," she commented and Will turned his bin covered head to look at her.

"Emma?" he asked and she pulled the bin from his head and smiled.

"Hey," she said. "Who did this to you?"

"Donovan," Will replied. "I'd put it back on or else he'll get annoyed."

"What's he going to do? Beat me up?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at Donovan as he looked across the room.

"What happened to you?" Simon suddenly asked as he walked into the common room.

"Well I was walking-" Will began but Simon cut him off.

"I meant Emma," he replied.

"Thanks very much," Will replied in a mutter and Simon sat next to his friend and looked at her.

"I'm fine now..." she said. "Just been ill."

"Yeah, we tried to visit you but your dad said you were too ill."

"What?" she asked. "I wasn't that ill...he was just overreacting."

"It's Dawn of the Dead!" Jay's sudden voice boomed and he sat opposite Emma, ruffling her hair as he walked past.

"Hey Em," Neil said and she smiled at them.

"So go on then," she urged them. "What have I missed?"

"Not a lot," Simon said, not wanting to tell her about Pearce and his threat in the common room when so many people knew him.

"Really?" she raised a brow.

"Nah," Jay said. "Dead quiet."

"So what are we doing this weekend?" Emma pondered. "I mean...it's my first weekend I'm allowed out."

"Won't you be spending it with Andrew?" Will asked her and she shook her head.

"He's off away on some football tournament or something," she shrugged.

"We could go to the shopping centre?" Simon suggested.

"No," Neil said. "Emma takes too long trying on all the clothes."

"Well whatever you sad losers are doing...I'll be getting laid."

"Hiring a prostitute?" Emma wondered and Jay rolled his eyes.

"I'm off to the caravan club...it's proper filthy down there...I'd invite you along but I don't think you could handle it."

"Go on then," Will said.

"What?" Jay replied.

"I'm up for it," Neil said. "If there are birds there then I won't say no."

"I didn't mean...well...yeah," Jay said bravely. "You game Em?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

...

"I still don't like it," Gilbert told his daughter. "You've been ill for a while and now you want to go wondering off with four adolescent boys to a caravan?"

"Dad," Emma complained as Simon pipped his horn outside. "I'll be fine...I have a boyfriend, remember?"

"How can I forget when his large ego walks around the school like he owns the place," Gilbert simply said and went back to his paper. Andrew Pearce was a sensitive issue around her father. Mainly because he didn't like him.

"I'll see you Sunday dad," Emma said and kissed him on the cheek before he grunted in dismay and she left for a weekend away.

...

"I can't believe you got the front seat!" Neil complained as he sat in the back with Will and Emma took the front seat.

"Shotgun doesn't count when there are ladies present Neil," Will said. "Everyone knows that."

"It is the rule Neil," Simon piped up.

"Is that Leona Lewis?" Emma asked suddenly when they heard a phone gone off.

"Get that Will," Simon said. "And I happen to like Leona Lewis."

"Are you sure you're not gay?" Emma teased and he swatted her on the arm and she laughed.

"Jay says to meet him at the garage outside the park...and does anyone need any condom's?"

"No one will need any because no one is getting laid," Emma simply said. "It's a caravan club...you don't seriously believe that he will have slept with all these women, do you?"

"Why would Jay lie?" Neil enquired.

"He has issues," Emma said.

"Just like Andrew," Simon blurted out and then his eyes went wide and the road gained his full attention whilst Neil looked at Will who shook his head.

"Meaning?" Emma asked Simon.

"Nothing," he said. "It's just that...well..."

"Go on," Emma urged him.

"We heard him in the toilet the other day," Will piped up. "He had bowel issues."

"Oh," Emma said and Simon looked at Will in his rear view mirror, wondering why he had lied to her.

...

"I'm going to the toilet," Emma said, watching as Simon strained to put petrol into his car and the others took off into the garage shop. "This is too hard to watch."

Eventually, Simon managed to put the petrol into his car and moved into the garage, nudging Will on the shoulder.

"Why didn't you tell her?" he snapped.

"I don't know," Will said. "It was a genuine dilemma...if I tell her then I don't want to ruin the friendship thing because of him..."

"But she needs to know!"

"Does she?" Will wondered. "Because the way I see it no good will come of her knowing."

"Yes," Simon nodded. "It will...she'll tell him to back off."

"Would she?" Will pondered.

"Of course she would. I'm telling her before the weekend is out though."

...

"Lovely dinner Mrs Cartwright," Emma said as the salad was placed in front of her and the woman nodded.

"Thank you very much Emma. Jay tells me you've been ill."

"Oh yes," Emma nodded and began to eat a bit of lettuce as she sat in the middle of Simon and Will. "But I'm fine now."

"Good," Mrs Cartwright nodded in genuineness before they heard the most excruciating sounds known to man. The smell was the next thing to hit them and Jay simply looked down onto his lap in pure disgust.

"AH!" Terry Cartwright suddenly spoke. "Alright boys? And Em?"

"Hello Mr Cartwright," Emma said.

"Nice crisps Mrs Cartwright," Will said.

"Yeah...she opened the packet herself!" Terry laughed.

"I was just telling them of all the birds down here dad," Jay said.

"Really? Because it is about time that someone took advantage of the girls down here." Terry declared. "Jay's about as useful as a nun."

"Terry," Mrs Cartwright said, settling a hand onto her son's arm, "you're embarrassing him."

"I'm being honest. I never knew why he didn't get it on with Em over there...she's a good looking bird...but then again, he's probably too scared of her dad finding out!"

"Stuff this!" Jay snapped and began to walk out, followed by the others, begging to get away from Mr Cartwright and his vileness.

...

"Well if this is a caravan club disco then I can honestly say it is shit," Will deduced as soon as they entered the disco and stood to one side, each having a glass in their hand as Simon made the eyes at Becky who was dancing across the way with her friends. Emma tossed her hair to the side and looked at Simon with a raised brow as he took a sip of his drink, his eyes looking into his friend's as he did so.

"What?" he asked her.

"She doesn't look like she wants to go all the way," Emma told him honestly. "I think she seems a little young."

"Nah," Jay jumped in and stopped watching Neil dance. "I've slung one up her a few times myself," he assured Simon. "She's gagging for it."

"The thing is," Simon said. "I kind of wanted to wait for Carli."

"She's never going to do it with you," Jay told his friend. "Just go for Becky...no harm can come out of it."

"Would you like to bet on that?" Emma asked Jay who simply just rolled his eyes.

"You make the move on her and I'll take miss prim and proper out the way..." Jay said and grabbed onto Emma's arm as Becky began to walk forward and speak with Simon.

"Have you really slept with her?" Emma asked and Jay snorted.

"Of course," he said. "Now you stay here with Will whilst I go use the bathroom. And speccy, don't let her mess this up for Si."

"Oh, you're talking to me," Will said, stopping his conversation about humus.

"Who else?" Jay sounded bewildered as he took off for the bathroom and left Emma and Will stood together.

"So," Emma said. "What did you mean about Andrew earlier?"

"Pardon?"

"I know you lied to me Will," Emma said. "What do you know that you won't tell me?"

"I um...well...it's just..."

"Four eyes," a sudden voice boomed and Will and Emma looked as a punk rock girl marched over to them.

"Me?" Will croaked.

"Well I'm not a lesbo," she said and looked Emma up and down before going back to Will. "Now would you rather take me somewhere quiet or stay here and talk to this girl with small tits?"

"Um..." Will stammered and Emma's mouth dropped open and then she shut it.

"I'll see you later Will," she said curtly.

"No...wait..." Will said, but it was too late and he saw her walking off for the toilets.

...

"You're full of shit!" Simon hissed when he walked into the club and Jay and Emma looked at him as he looked over at Becky who was speaking with her parents.

"So she didn't want sex?" Emma sounded quite full of own importance as Jay rolled his eyes and Simon nodded to confirm her beliefs.

"No. She did not."

"Really?" Jay asked and looked at Will who was wrestling twelve year olds.

"We need to go...her parents are looking annoyed," Simon said and they began to move out the club.

"Oi!" Emma roared at the kids. "Give him his shoes back now!" she demanded and they looked at her and dropped them, allowing Will to pick them up before following Emma outside.

"I'm not finished with you yet Will," she warned him. "We shall have that conversation."

...

Mr and Mrs Cartwright were still out late that evening as the four of them – minus Neil – went back to the caravan. Emma changed in the bathroom, putting on her oversized cotton pyjamas as she tied her hair into a bobble and walked back out into the living area where Jay was making up the beds rather awkwardly and depositing sleeping bags on the floor.

"I can't believe you lied to me Jay!" Simon hissed, sleeping on the makeshift bed as Emma settled herself beside him.

"Why not?" she muttered. "This is Jay we are on about."

"Well she must have turned frigid," Jay replied.

"Highly doubted," Will said. "Considering she never turned it in the first place."

"I want the truth," Emma suddenly demanded and she laid on her back as Simon rolled over to face her, seeing her eyes were shut. Will and Jay remained silent on the floor as she continued. "What did you mean earlier about Andrew?"

"I-"

"Jay-"

"Will-"

All three of them spoke and then Simon cleared his voice.

"He threatened Will," Simon said. "He thought Will fancied you and he threatened him to stay away."

"He did what?" Emma asked and remained still, unable to believe it. "Is it true Will?"

"Yes," Will squeaked. "I didn't want to tell you because I know you like him."

"Hmm..." Emma mused.

"So..." Jay began. "What are you going to do?"

"Let me sleep on it," Emma said; her mind working overtime as she did so.

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