Hi! Okay, my laptop is officially gone and never coming back... up and died, all my work has left me which includes the chapter i was waiting to load up. I'm so sorry but i don't feel like re-writing it. It seems like a real loss to me cause i really liked the 'back stories' i was setting up for Guy and Marian but i'll try to make them easy to pick up in this chapter, hope it's okay.

Chapter: The first day

Acadamy, n. (from academe) a modern school where football is taught.

The yellow seconds passed by slowly, slightly out of time with the clock on the opposite platform, Will sat on one of the blue metal benches with his i-pod, listening to whatever music came up on shuffle. The train was due to arrive in about seven minutes, and neither Much nor Robin had even gotten to the station yet. On the platform opposite some of his former school mates laughed as they mucked around together by the cafe. One of them noticed Will and waved. Will raised his hand up in, what could best be described as, almost a Native American 'how'? gesture from those old cowboy movies. He pulled out the left ear of his head phones so he could hear them if they spoke to him.

"You going to college Scarlet?" The tall scraggily haired ginger one shouted over the gap.

"Yeah, first day." Will nodded in response. "You still at the same old hell-hole?"

"What's it look like?" The ginger one laughed and posed jokingly, showing off his school blazer, not the same as the one Will used to have to wear, but a new sixth form variation. He had a tie done up loosely around his neck, a dark red shirt (the one perk of being a sixth former at that school was that you could choose what colour shirt you wore) and a pair of smart black trousers. The image was slightly ruined by the addition of a pair of muddy, scuffed old rebok trainers. "Where are Huntington and his puppy?" Will shrugged with a grin spreading across his face.

"Dunno, Robin was meant to be here, but i think Much may be riding his vespa in." The other boy's habit of calling every one by there second names sometimes confused Will, especially with Robin; Huntington just didn't suit him that much.

"The puppy got a Vespa?" Note able shock with a hint of envy. "How'd he get that?"

"He worked the entire summer at the Goat and Boot pub down South Hill. Got paid quite well to bus the tables, he's even got some left over." The ginger boy just shook his head in disbelief. The train slowly pulled up to the platform, mainly empty save for a few tired looking school boys who got off and went up the stairs to the exit. Will looked around and laughed. Running down the stairs with messy hair, undone shirt and a slice of toast precariously balanced in between just a few teeth to avoid biting it, was Robin. He jumped over the last three steps and ran towards the train as the beeping started. The man in the orange vest standing on the platform with the key in the switch to close the doors laughed slightly as Robin bounded on to the train and started laughing and punching the air in victory. Will just shook his head and took a seat. Robin dropped his khaki messenger bag down on the seat next to Will and sat across from his dark haired friend.

"I knew i could make it here by seven thirty if i got up at quarter past. Hah! My dad was wrong!" Robin laughed as he did up the yellow short-sleeved shirt he was wearing over a brown three quarter tee. Will grinned and turned off his i-pod, pocketing it and the headphones in his front jeans pocket. "Was that Rick the ginger prat?"

"Yeah." Will said, maybe he should have kept his headphones on.

"What did he want?" Robin asked angrily, he wasn't to big a fan of Rick's because of the way he treated Much, always referring to him as Robin's puppy. "He's bad people, Will, you know what he did at the year eleven prom right?" Will shook his head, it was a story about Robin's hatred for Rick which he hadn't actually heard before. "Well," Robin took a deep breath, as if to show how long the story was to be, "You know how he always loves to go out of his way to take the piss off Much, or threaten or bully him in someway?" He continued before Will could answer, " Well, the girls had gone, you had to leave early because of your brother and me and Much were sitting on the stage, watching as everyone droned around to the latest shitty song which told you how to dance. It may have been the cha-cha slide but it sounded newer... anyways, Much went off to go to the bar, get us some more drinks. I see Rick point out that Much was moving to some of the other yobs he was with. Much leaned on the bar and waited, but no one was there at the time. Rick goes over, slaps Much hard on the back before clamping one of his fat meaty hands on to his shoulder and pushing him around to face him. He whacks him in the stomach, then the face as Much starts to crumple down, by now i'm sprinting over there, some people have stopped, but not many. He then grabbed Much by both his shoulders, lifted him off the ground and chucks him over the bar." Will's eyes were wide, he was finding it hard to believe and was thinking that maybe Robin was letting his imagination get the better of him. Robin was almost growling at the end of the story.

The train slowly lurched through seemingly endless country side and small villages and towns. There was a clicking and a hiss and the mechanic female voice announced they were nearly at some station neither of the boys had ever had the need to get off at before. The train's brakes screeched slightly and the doors bleeped but didn't open, no one got on or off in their carriage, mainly because they were the only people in the carriage. The closed doors beeped again and the train started moving again. It was only a few more minutes before the voice announced that they were nearly at their stop. The two boys picked up their bags and stood by the doors, Will pressed the open button as the yellow lights blinked on and they stepped out on to the platform. The sun blared down on them as they navigated through frongs of business men and women trying to get to they train they got off of. Robin smiled to Will as he flipped his national rail ticket holder open and flashed his season ticket to the man at the barrier. The man rolled his eyes and called over to the other guy who was busy glaring at anyone who made eye contact with him.

"Looks like the colleges are open again." Robin and Will giggled as they left the station building and started walking down the road. There was a beeping noise and a blue scooter pootled past them and turned down a driveway to their right. The brick wall had two open gates, one for cars and bikes, currently being watched by a man in a reflective yellow jacket, just in case some student dared to walk through the gate, heaven forbid. And a smaller gate which had a sparse number of students who were in as early as they were. They passed by the old school gym room, now used for the occasional drama rehearsal and for talks from the principle when he needed to see as many students in as little time. The gym was on the second floor the building. A bit wider then the bottom floor; the path to the college entrance was underneath the second floor with a series of pillars to the right, dotted with posters welcoming the students who were new and welcoming back those who were in there second year. Ahead of the boys was the bike parking, where a fair amount of scooters were pulled up next to one small motorbike. The boy on the blue scooter pulled off his helmet; revealing a very scruffy, yet happy, Much. He opened the box on the back of his scooter and pulled out an army styled shoulder bag. A series of metal 'cubbies' were lining the wall near the bike parking, Much took out a key and put his helmet in one of them and locked it before trotting over to his friends.

"Surprised you made it." Much smiled at Robin, "When i called your house this morning ya dad said you weren't even up yet."

"Quarter past!" Robin grinned, Much gave a quick laugh and shook his head.

"How's the scooter Much?" Will asked as he inspected it from a distance, "Still working okay?"

"Yeah, amazing isn't it? None of us thought it would even get started, let alone get all the way here." There was a loud beeping from someone in a dark red jeep trying to get in to the staff car park. The boys jumped slightly but noticed quickly that they weren't in the road so they weren't the ones being honked at. The three of them aimlessly chatted as they walked through the large glass doors in to the reception area, the tired face of the bespectacled receptionist watched them as they wandered over to the stairs and started climbing up to the second floor.

"Wait here for a sec." Robin said as he pushed through the light wooden double doors marking the first floor landing, Will and Much shrugged at each other and waited, a minute later Robin re-appeared with a bottle of pepsi max.

"It's a bit early isn't it?" Will was slightly surprised at Robin's choice of beverage for eight twenty in the morning. Robin just shrugged as he twisted the cap, causing a hiss of bubbles and spray. The three of them continued their climb up to the second floor. Pushing through the double doors they found the second floor nearly deserted, the four tables by the large curved window were almost completely empty. The only other people there were some second year students with laptops, plugged in and not talking to each other though they sat at the same table so it was assumed that they were friends. There was a small room which looked like a snack bar to the left, the doors were closed but not locked so Much went in a switched on the lights. A few ikea red-metal tables and chairs were scattered around along with a few ikea short tables and black fake leather cube seats. Much pulled a cube over to a green coffee table and dropped his bag on to the floor. Robin also grabbed a cube but Will decided to go for a red metal chair instead.

"What should we do for lunch?" Much asked as he fiddled with his phone. "Where should we meat?" He looked up and saw that Will had his i-pod in and Robin was reading an NME magazine and was unlikely to have heard a word Much had just said. "Robin." Much shoved his friend slightly to get his attention.

"Oh, right. Lunch. Umm... shall we meat here? Figure it out then?" Robin didn't even look up from his article.

"Sure." There was another lull of silence for a few minutes. "What tutor group number are you guys in?" Much suddenly realised that he hadn't asked yet, it hadn't occurred to him that they may not be in the same group.

"412, you?" Robin did look up this time, the same thought slowly creeping in to his mind.

"Ah, 607. I'm not even in the same building as you guys...must be because my subject choices are so different from yours." Much tried to act like it didn't bother him, not being with his best friend, but it really did. He realised that he probably wouldn't know anyone in his tutor group but they'd probably all know each other so he'd be ignored and lonely every day for registration. "What about you Will?" Much asked as Robin hit Will on the arm.

"Same as Robin." Will stated without turning off his i-pod, apparently he had the music low enough to listen to the conversation but hadn't seen the need to join in. "Sorry, Much. But we'll meet for lunch so no problem." Will smiled, Much nodded and smiled back. The door to the small room swung open and a horde of posh looking girls flooded in, pulling all the remaining tables together and sitting with their backs to the rest of the world.

At twenty to eight Robin's phone went off, picking it and pressing the green button Robin held the phone to his ear.

"Hey Allan. Yeah I'm in, wouldn't skive on the first day. You better be in. Nah, haha, no. We're in the cafe like place on the second floor, yeah, that's the one. No. Much and Will. You meat them that night. That's the one. Yeah come on up." Robin hung up and noticed that Much and Will were both watching him, "It was Allan. He and Roy are coming up here." A bout a minute later Allan and Roy walked in with Djaq just behind them. Will's face lit up as he saw her, but quickly dropped when he thought that she was probably there with Allan. Allan and Roy sat on the floor and Djaq stood, leaning against the bar like thing that was attached to the wall behind Will.

"Are you Robin?" Djaq asked after a few minutes of blather between the Allan and Robin, Much and Roy chatted about what subjects they were taking and found that they were both taking English. Will just observed. Robin nodded, slightly confused. "Here, Marian said to give you her number." Djaq smiled as she handed a scrap piece of paper to the brown haired boy. Robin grinned widely as he took it off her and immediately added Marian as a contact in his mobile. Looking up a the clock, then down at his new timetable, Much sighed and started packing up his bag to head to his first lesson.

"Any one over in mid-site?" He looked around the group, hoping that not every one was in the main site for the first lesson. They thought for a few seconds before they all slowly shook their heads.

"I actually have no lessons in mid-site." Djaq mused aloud.

"Me neither." Will added, most unhelpfully.

"I'm in there for almost every lesson, except D block, which is now, i'm just around the corner for environmental studies." Roy pointed in the general direction of 'just around the corner'.

"Okay then, i guess i'll see you guys at Lunch then." Much swung his bag on to his shoulder and headed off to the college's mid-site for his first ever lesson there.

"What you got first Rob?" Allan asked as he grabbed Roy's timetable off of him, "You're taking PE? Really? You?" Robin grinned, thinking that maybe he and Roy would be in the same class. "Me too." Allan grinned, showing his white teeth to his friend. "Have it in the same block as well, never know in this place if it's the same class though."

"I'm taking PE too, when do you guys have it?" Robin decided to join in the PE centric conversation.

"Double lesson after lunch today." Robin's face lit up, same as him. Chances are he had the class with at least one of them.

"You to?" Allan laughed slightly, it was quite an anomaly that they could possibly be all in the same PE class out of a year of 2000 students. "What did you say you had first again?" In fact Robin hadn't gotten the chance to answer that question the first time due to the discovery that Roy was taking PE.

"Politics, should be quite good. I heard most lessons will be taught by a student teacher this year, so it should be quite cool, not to strict and not to much work." Robin smiled widely, hoping to simply doss around in the lessons. He made his way around the corner where a small group of students were bunched in front of the class room. Robin didn't recognise any of them so he decided to simply to talk to who ever he ended up sitting next to. An older gentlemen in a drab grey suit rushed towards the door with unkempt hair and slightly crooked glasses. he dropped the folder he was carrying but just stepped over it and opened the class room door.

"Go on in guys, i'll come in in a sec." The students slowly filtered in to the room. They all clumped at the back of the class, leaving a front desk completely empty. With no other seats available Robin found himself sitting on his own at the front. The man came in and dropped his folder on the desk at the front. He looked around and frowned.

"Wow, they weren’t lying, it is un-popular this year. Oh well less students means better teaching quality apparently anyways." He smiled to them, showing averagely white teeth, but surprisingly enough, braces. There were a few sniggers from some girls in the back row but most people didn't react. "Oh yeah, the braces. Don't worry, I’m a big boy i can take the laughs guys. It'll remind me, if the braces don't, never to get involved in an after match fight between the college and the institute, in anything really. These came from after a Mathletics championship." The students laughed, mainly just being nice, but Robin genuinely liked this teacher, but the man was obviously not a student teacher. There was a knock on the door before it was opened by the emo boy Marian had been with at the party. "Any more late comers?" The teachers looked hopefully at Guy, who could not help, only shake his head negatively. "Oh well, come on in, take a seat." He gestured to the seat next to Robin. Guy pulled out the plastic chair and sat down, unpacking a few things from his 'Nightmare Before Christmas' messenger bag. "Okay, well. My name is Dale Mayhew, I'm going to be taking the majority of your lessons, however; both of your single lessons will be taken by our new Student teacher, who should have been here by now. I'm sure he'll be here soon to introduce himself." Almost on cue the door opened and a very well put together young man walked in, Robin noted that the emo boy visibly grimaced at the man who'd walked in.

"Sorry I'm late." Glaringly white teeth flashed, Robin could just about hear the girls in the class swooning. His perfect black suit and naturally black, well styled hair, just gave Robin the impression that he wasn't good news. "I had to drive my little sister and foster brother in to college, and it takes them decades to get ready." The excuse was probably true, but it wasn't aimed at the teacher, it was aimed at the emo boy sitting in the front row next to Robin. It clicked, and even though Robin hated the boy next to him because he'd been dancing with Marian, he felt sorry for him.

"Ah, Vasey. Welcome, it's been nearly five years sense you were in this old school, how's it feel to be back?" The man who Robin liked smiled like and old friend to this Vasey. Vasey shrugged.

"Same old, really. Tiring getting up early again." There was a rising level of chatter amongst the students as the two teachers continued their conversation. Robin turned to the boy next to him, maybe it wasn't a friendship waiting to be discovered, but it could be worth it just to introduce him self.

"Hi. I'm Robin." he extended a hand to shake, but the boy just looked at him, then his hand.

"I'm Guy." He looked back down at his notepad, Robin looked down as well. He was slightly amazed, the page was covered in intricate patterns and detailed sketches of people just doing normal things, but one in particular was very good, it was a perfect likeness to Marian.

"You and Marian going out?" Robin ventured, Guy quickly turned and glared at him.

"Sort of. Marian went to school with some one i know."

"Davina?" Robin helpfully added, getting only a glare of 'i know...' from Guy. "Sorry, carry on."

"Well, we get along, that's all." He stopped talking, and didn't even look at Robin again for the rest of the lesson.

"Okay, i think that's enough talk!" Vasey shouted from the front of the class, Robin looked up from his Playstation magazine and noticed that the older teacher had gone. "As it's a single lesson i'll be taking you. As a first lesson there is little more then just some simple paper work to do, and some text books to hand out, you know, all that administrative shit." He smiled as a few of the class laughed. Vasey proceeded to hand out forms and text books. He then took a seat on the swivel chair behind the front desk, putting his feet up by the open laptop. While the rest of the class went about talking and filling out the form Robin listened to Vasey and Guy. "Taking up politics 'cause you failed economics eh? Odd choice. But then again Davina can be so persuasive." An evil glint in Vasey's eyes.

"She had nothing to do with my choices, I wanted to take politics. However maybe i should see about getting another politics block." Guy sneered, Vasey glared at him before leaning over the desk and pulling the form out from under Guy's pen.

"Ha! Sure, lie on your first form, very promising." Vasey smiled, Robin could almost imagine blood dripping from sharp incisors on the man's politician like smile.

"I didn't lie." Guy sat, just staring at the paper of his notebook. Vasey took a pen eraser and changed Guy's form.

"You filled out the parents/guardian section incorrectly. You're supposed to list your foster parents, not the address of your whore of mother." Guy clenched his fists. The skin over his knuckles went red then white with anger, yet no one in the class noticed. Robin gave a slight grunt of anger at Vasey's treatment of Guy, quietly but not quiet enough. "What was that Huntington?" Vasey snapped, "You have something to say?" Robin shook his head, "I thought not, don't eaves drop next time." The lesson continued in very much the same way, Vasey was oddly nice to Guy, but would berate him fiercely when he got angry. He was strict and horribly unlikeable, at the end of the lesson even the girls who had liked him in the beginning were decidedly disgusted by the way he acted. As they filtered out of the class room at break Robin grabbed Guy's arm.

"Don't put up with him, go to the head; tell him what Vasey said. That's discrimination, just because you're a foster kid." Guy turned and smacked Robin right across the face.

"Don't ever talk to me like you know what's going on." With that Guy turned and left; the few people who had turned and looked shrugged the incident off as none of their business and Robin decided that he no longer felt sorry for Guy. Robin rubbed his cheek as he walked around the corner and slumped on to the floor next to Djaq and Will. They looked at each other then at Robin and his reddening cheek.

"Are you going to tell us about it?" Will pried, Robin just glared at him. "Oh well, Djaq, what'd you think of our Physics teacher then? He seems ever so slightly... well... insane, to me." Djaq smiled and flicked another page of her physics text book over.

"Yeah, but I’ve heard he's one of the best. Glad i'm in the lesson with someone i know." She smiled at Will, who went bright red and quickly looked away. "Robin, Marian said that we were meant to be meeting up with her and Eve this lunch time, you should call her and decide where." Robin's face lit up and he quickly pulled out his phone and chose Marian from his contacts.

"Hi Marian. It's Robin. So, we meeting up for lunch? Yeah, i know the one you mean. Yeah, how many people? Seven i think, altogether. Uhuh, course, we'll meet you there. At one thirty? Yeah, sure, i'll tell them. See you then, bye." He grinned childishly as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"So, where are we going for lunch?" Will laughed at the look on Robin's face. "Some place cheep i hope, don't have a lot of cash right now."

"Oh, no worries, we're going to Cafe 42 down the back, it's part of Nottingham university student union, but they let students from the local sixth forms use it throughout the week. It's nice and cheap, and we even get a ten percent discount." Robin smiled and pulled out his wallet, taking his student card from within it, "As long as we have these of course."

"You said seven?" Djaq questioned, "That's not enough, we need at least eight places depending on who else comes from the grammar."

"Crap, i forgot to count my self. I'm sure they'll have plenty of space for all of us."

Mean while in Mid-site…

Much laughed at the taller boy as he spat the drink in to the air then caught it again in his mouth. The girl next to him had long black hair with a streak of blue on her right and one of pink on her left.

“I can’t believe I was in the class with people from my tutor group.” Much sighed in relief, “I’m just glad I won’t be on my own through out the year.” The girl smiled, braces with blue and pink rubber bands marred her lovely smile.

“We’re just glad you’re not a twat.” She laughed and caught a juggling ball which a boy with bleach blond hair threw at her. “Watch it Mickey.” She chastised him as she threw the ball back. “I thought you were going to meet your mates back up in the main building.” She turned to Much.

“Yeah, I should, but my next lesson is in this building anyways, it doesn’t make sense for me to go all the way back up to the second floor then come all the way back here.” He shrugged and opened a bag of crisps, “But I should text Robin, ask him how his first lesson went.” Much pulled out a black mobile phone and flipped it open.

“Is Robin your boy friend or something?” She grinned; Much was noticeably shocked at her suggestion.

“No.” He said strongly. “He’s just my best friend, has been sense we were four.” Much pressed send on his enquiry text to Robin. A little while later his phone vibrated with a response.

‘DW. Gng 2 mt at rcpt 4 lnch’ Much closed his phone and pocketed it, satisfied that Robin wouldn’t be mad at him if he stayed with his newly made friends.

“Amanda, you guys want to come to lunch with me and my other mates, we’re meeting in reception at the start of lunch.” Much smiled to the black, blue and pink haired girl.

“Mickey, you wanna go to lunch with Much and his mates?” Mickey shrugged, trying and failing to juggle. “Sure, we’ll walk over with you at the start of lunch. We may not go with you though, depends on where you guys are going and if we can afford it.” She smiled nervously, the real reason they may not go was obvious, even to Much. They may not go if they don’t like the look of Much’s friends. “Much, I don’t want to seem to foreword, but I like to know about the people I hang out with… there are a few questions I need to ask everyone who I get to know. Do you mind?” Much shook his head; Amanda had a lot of good friends so he didn’t see why her questions would bother him, obviously enough people had gone through them before. “Okay, question number one: are your parents divorced?”

“Nope, oddly enough even though they seem to hate each other they are still together.” She nodded.

“Question number two:…”

“Amanda, not this again. At least wait till you’ve known him longer then two hours before you start interrogating him.” Mickey put the juggling balls in to his bag and sat down on the other side of Amanda. “Much, you don’t need to answer her, she’s just a nosey little biatch.” He laughed as she slapped him angrily. Much laughed slightly, he quite liked Mickey and Amanda.

A few hours later Much, Amanda and Mickey were making their way over to the college reception to meet Robin and the others to go to lunch. Pushing the large glass doors open Much saw Will and Djaq, sitting on the steps to his right. They were sitting very close and laughing a lot. Much rolled his eyes, guessing that Allan wouldn’t be too happy to see the two of them like that. He waved to Will as he walked over, followed by his two new friends. Will looked quizzically at the two new comers but didn’t question Much on who they were. The next to arrive was Roy, he came stumbling down the stairs as a large group of very mean looking boys pushed past.

“Hi! I’m Roy.” He introduced him self to Amanda and Mickey, who had been busy braiding Amanda’s hair.

“I’m Amanda.” She smiled and offered her hand, Roy shook it happily. “This is Mickey, his hands are busy at the moment, but when they’re free I’m sure he’ll be glad to shake yours.” Roy and Amanda laughed, Much looked over from his conversation with Will and Djaq about the teachers they’d had so far. Sensing his next question Amanda cut Roy off. “We’re in Much’s English lit class.”

“And his tutor group.” Mickey added as he finished off the braid with a black and pink striped hair band. He then extended his arm to shake hands with Roy, who laughed slightly then took Mickey’s hand. It was a very firm and powerful shake which gave Mickey a new air of authority to Roy. A few minutes later Allan and Robin came jogging down the stairs, out of breath and laughing loudly. Robin froze as he saw the group had gotten bigger.

“Ah… We may not be able to blag a bigger table for three more then we booked it for.” Much looked at him, deeply confused. Noticing this Robin quickly went to explain, “We booked a table at Café 42, for seven. I forgot to count my self.” He looked around sheepishly then smiled, deciding that he should just look for the funny side.

“We can go, don’t worry. We’ll get lunch upstairs by the radio station.” Amanda sighed; she actually quite liked the look of Much’s friends, especially the one named Roy who had actually introduced himself.

“Well, that still leaves one person who may not be able to get a seat.” Djaq pointed out. Much suddenly got a sinking feeling in his stomach, it was going to be him, Robin was already replacing him with Allan and Roy, not to mention Marian. He decided it would be best to choose to stay himself rather then be told, it would look less pathetic.

“I’ll stay. I’ll see you guys later at Robin’s anyways.” He shrugged; trying to act like it wasn’t bothering him. Will looked sorry that Much couldn’t come, but Robin just nodded. They said good bye and left the college campus to meet up with Marian and Eve. Much sighed, it wasn’t that good a first day after all. Mickey put his arm around Much’s shoulder and Amanda pulled him up off the stairs.

“Come on, now you get to meet some really cool people.” She smiled.

“Yeah, we’ll make sure you have the best first day ever.” Mickey was a little to close for Much’s liking, and he was starting to get a little nervous as to what they meant. The three of them ascended the stairs to the very top floor and walked through the art rooms. Past the art faculty’s break room was a small set of metal benches and a few tables. There was a small serving station which advertised nothing beyond noodles and soup which could be made with a kettle. There was also a room with large glass windows, inside it was a lot of recording equipment and CDs. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that it was the college radio station. A few people gave out excited shrieks as Amanda and Mickey walked over to a table which seemed full to capacity of noodle pots and drinks bottles. The group around it were a very eclectic collection, most looked very normal but some were a little bit more like Amanda and Mickey were.

“Guys, this is Much. His friends ditched him.” Amanda introduced him in a very embarrassing way, Much went bright red, but didn’t mind so much when there was a small chorus of ‘aww’ from a few of the people present and a seat suddenly appeared for him to sit down.

At the café 42 the group of seven took their seats and looked at the menu, Robin was right, it was very cheep. He kept glancing up at Marian who was sitting across from him, between Djaq and Eve. Allan and Will were to his Right and Roy was to his left.

“Where’s Much?” Eve asked as she put her menu down, deciding she’d have a tuna melt.

“He’s still at college with some people he met today.” Robin said blandly, trying to choose between a sausage butty or a chicken tika rap. Eve was obviously disappointed. Djaq was getting looks from Allan, but she’d decided that she really didn’t like him that much. Sure he was cute, but he really wasn’t her type, pluss she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed around him after what had happened at the rave. She glanced over her menu and caught Will looking at her. She had noticed that the boy seemed to like her, but for some reason she wasn’t as straight away attracted to him. Will had the looks of some one who had gone through a lot recently, and she knew from experience that people with baggage were dangerous dates.

A skinny university student wearing a forest green apron walked over and took their orders. Djaq and Eve talked about their first days, Eve telling Djaq how Davina wouldn’t stop going on about something which her of so wonderful brother had done, and Djaq quietly whispering to Eve about the real wonder of her physics class.

Okay… this isn’t finished but I think it’s too long so I'm going to end this part one now, and load up part two sometime soon… hopefully…