"I fail to actually believe that all those Valentine's Day cards are all yours," Emma informed Jay as they sat in the common and Jay gave them another lovely rhyme which was written in his card. Emma rolled her eyes at him as Simon shook his head and Will looked up at the pair of them, his glasses perched on the edge of his nose. "Actually," Emma drawled. "I fail to believe any of them are yours."

"Well believe what you want," Jay snapped at her and opened another one, "but all of these cards were stuffed in my locker."

"By yourself?" Simon asked and Emma snorted and he looked at her, smirking as he turned back to Jay.

"Nah," Neil decided, pointing at the card, "this one has the smell of perfume on it."

"Which is his mum's perfume," Emma replied and Will became distract by Charlotte as he looked at them all and then stood off, rushing off to catch up with her as Emma rolled her eyes.

"Stalking won't help." Emma spoke up and Will turned around and narrowed his eyes, his arms flapping by his side as he went and they all laughed.

"He's so tragic," Neil shook his head. "You don't chase after a girl when you're sober. It isn't acceptable."

"It isn't really acceptable when you're drunk," Simon pointed out.

"Then what have you been doing with Carli for all these years?" Jay asked and Simon shook his head.

"Brilliant."

As Will walked back into the common room they all looked at him expectantly but was interrupted when Gilbert walked into the room, his voice demeaning and the word of law as he looked at all the teenagers.

"And once again it brings me nothing but joy to give you all the work experience which you need so desperately," he told them and there were some groans but some cheers which were mainly from Will as Gilbert went about handing out his papers. "I don't want anyone complaining on where they end up and you will just get on with it."

"Where are you going Emma?" a voice asked from behind her shoulder and she turned around to see Andrew Pearce stood behind her as she dropped her paper onto her lap and Gilbert turned around, seeing the boy speaking to his daughter as he frowned.

"Pearce!" he barked. "Detention!"

"What for?" Andrew said, standing straight up again.

"Talking when I am. Now sit down and shut up. And I shall see you after school."

"Jesus Christ," Andrew complained, moving over to the seat he had occupied before with his new girlfriend as Emma looked back at her paper whilst her friends just looked at her.

"What?" she asked them.

"Did your dad just stick up for you?" Will asked her and she rolled her eyes.

"It has been known to happen," she said. "You can all close your mouths. Your gawping is seriously not attractive."

...

"Hey Mrs Cooper," Emma smiled as she saw Simon's mum open the front door and she smiled back at the teenager.

"Emma...Simon is in his room...he's just changing after working with Jay at his dad's plant...dirty business apparently. How is your work experience going?"

"I get to go to a law firm and make cups of tea and photocopy...there isn't much excitement yet," she shrugged, taking her shoes off in the entrance and Mrs Cooper smiled.

"Well Simon isn't enjoying his much...and Will came around earlier saying how he disliked his work at the garage. He's an odd boy that one, isn't he?"

"He..." Emma thought of the correct word as she shrugged. "He's an acquired taste."

"I suppose you could say that," Mrs Cooper chuckled. "Well I'll let you go up to Simon's room."

Emma nodded once, taking the steps up to Simon's room as she noted his little brother in the hallway. Emma chuckled to herself as she saw him checking out her arse like he normally did and she grinned at him.

"Andrew," she greeted him.

"Emma," he replied and moved down the steps as Emma turned around and opened Simon's door to his bedroom as Andrew continued looking at her.

"Hey," Emma said as she turned around, "your brother keeps checking me out."

"Jesus Christ Emma!" Simon snapped and she blinked as she looked at him. "Have you not heard of knocking?"

"Have you not heard about wearing clothes? Been taking tips from Neil's dad?"

"Brilliant," Simon complained, shrugging into his shirt as she sat on his bed and flicked through the journal he had for work experience. "What are you doing here?"

"You invited me?" Emma reminded him.

"Oh yeah," Simon said. "I need help with my sociology."

"And why would I know that?"

"Because you took it at AS for an extra level."

"Don't tell Will that." She chuckled. "And I don't understand so why would I get it?"

"Because I'm re-sitting it and have no idea what is going on and you managed to get a B in the mock exam."

"Where do you want to start?"

...

"Him?" Emma asked as she and Simon stood at the under eighteens disco holding onto a glass of orange juice and they looked around the room. "You barged into him and now you think he wants to kill you?"

"If I know him then he will," Jay nodded. "His brother was in the psych ward of Pentonville Prison."

"What?" Emma asked.

"No word of a lie."

"I suppose it is," Emma snorted and nodded over to where a group of girls were looking at them and giggling. "I think Hannah Fields is after you Simon."

"Oh God," Simon complained. "She sent me a Valentine's Day card and has been giggling whenever she seems me. It is so embarrassing."

"Well she's the only girl you're going to get," Jay spoke up.

"She's pretty fit too," Neil said.

"And she is at an under eighteens disco," Emma said, looking into Simon's eyes. "What do you think about that?"

"I think it makes me seem like a paedophile," Simon sighed as she walked over to them, taking him by the hand.

"Want to show a girl a good time?" she asked and dragged him off to a corner.

"They're getting dirtier at a younger age," Jay stated as she kissed him quickly and they all watched, mesmerised.

"That's not a good thing Jay," Emma responded as her hand went under his trousers.

"He looks like he's in pain," Neil piped up.

"This is fucking ugly," Jay moaned.

"I can't watch," Emma said but as his face scrunched up even more a young boy ran up to Simon, hitting him and knocking him to the floor. The three of them looked on as Simon fended for himself and he managed to get up, rushing away and the three of them followed him as he rushed into the men's toilet.

"Well I can't go in there," Emma hissed as Jay rolled his eyes, pulling her in and moving them all into a booth and locking the door.

"And what do we do now?" Emma snapped. "This is ridiculous."

"I'll call Will!" Simon exclaimed pulling his phone out and calling him. "He'll be here in a minute."

"I really need a piss," Neil said and Emma shook her head as Simon pressed her further up against the door.

"You are not doing a piss!" she snapped as the door opened and they all went quiet.

"Simon?" Will's voice rang out and they opened the door and looked at him.

"We need to get out of here," Jay said. "What happened to your face?"

"Charlotte Hinchcliffe," Will said. "And I already informed her of what happened to you and she is unwilling to help."

"Well we need to go," Neil said quickly. "Simon could be murdered.

"I don't think so," Simon responded, his throat dry. "And what happened with Charlotte?"

"Long story cut short," Will spoke. "She thinks I'm a dick."

"Don't we all?" Jay piped up as they dragged Will into the cubicle after hearing the door open again. Locking it, Emma raised her brows as she looked behind her where Will stood.

"Will," she whispered, "your hand is on my arse."

"Sorry," Will replied and the bathroom went quiet again. "But it is fine. I have phoned for my mum."

"Oh God," Jay complained. "You called your mum?"

"What else could I do when Simon panicked down the phone that a gang of kids want to kill him?"

"Will William McKenzie please come to the bar as his mother is here to pick him up," a voice announced over the tannoy and they all dejectedly moved from the bathroom.

...

A/N: Please do review and thanks to all who have reviewed! Also...let me know which of the four boy's my OC should end up with and I shall take your opinions into account!