"So..." Liam said with a little twinkle in his eye, sitting down on the bench next to me, "How was It?"
"Dude! We didn't even do it," I hissed back, going crimson. The "It" he was refering to was making love with Ashleigh this weekend, only my parents had come back early and ruined it. Ash didn't mind, she said we'd just have to be quiet, but they're my parents! It's wrong!
"Why the hell not? Did you chicken out, mate? You don't have to be so worried, only the first couple of times are awful," Liam joked.
"Why don't you just shut the hell up, mate? I'm surprised Delaney ever looked at you twice!" I shouted, losing my cool and storming out of the cafeteria and running right into Ash.
"Sorry, babe," I apologised and wrapped my arms around her, "Liam was winding me up and I was too wound up to look where I was going. I'm glad you're here Ash." I cuddled her closer and smelt her delicious and familiar scent of apples.
"Well...erm..." Ashleigh started awkwardly, "I'm glad I'm here too. Listen, I need to talk to you Aiden." This wasn't the Ashleigh I knew, she sounded distant and formal, like she had some terrible news to break. She pulled me into the boys toilets and shut the door for some privacy.
"Aiden." She sighed. "I can't see you any more." She said it simply, like she had already made up her mind and there was nothing I could do to change it.
"What? Why?" I asked, completely dumbfounded.
"Because I've known you forever and I just keep picturing that little four year old chasing me with a worm. I don't know how else to say other than, you're still a boy, Aiden, and I need a man. I'm sorry." And with that she opened the door and walked away from me.