"So what now?" Finn asks, looking up at me from under his lashes, a sheepish smile on his face.

I smirk at him and he looks away, laughing slightly. We're both giddy with this feeling – love. I am in love, and Finn loves me. Rae Earl, the fat, mental case blob, is loved by Finn, the boy who's like lookin' at porn.

"Walk me back to mine?" I suggest quietly, nervous. I've never had a boyfriend before – obviously – and I'm not really sure how to act around Finn now.

Finn smiles that shy smile of his and holds out his hand, his eyes never removing themselves from my face. I take a deep breath and grip his hand, plummeting myself into this world of loving someone and being loved, and I don't think I've ever felt this happy in all my life.