Back to school today. Crap. Not long to go before exams and boy do the teachers bang on about it a lot! Anyway. I got on the bus and sat behind Julie. She sat next to one of her mates and started gossiping straight away. I listened for a bit then got bored of conversations about nail varnish and how to straighten your hair without ruining the ends. I'm trying to save the world here, don't they have anything else they can worry about? So eventually I plugged myself in to my MP3 and stared out the window at the green hedges and sheep. Then just as we were pulling into school she leaned back over the seat to talk to me.

"Have you seen my keys?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure," I replied, all innocent-like. "I think you must've dropped them at my place the other day." I fished around in my bag for a bit then gave them back to her.
"Thanks," she said. And that was it. Got away with that one then.

But getting off the bus, her friend is taking the piss out of her, yeah, and she went all pink and giggly, like girls do. The next second, she looks over at me, cool as a cucumber, and stares - like she can see right through me - not a trace of a blush. And I was the one who had to look away first. She can't know - can she?