Alistair and Ryan sat staring at each other for a moment. Ryan was grinning like an idiot at the kiss where as Alistair now staring at him with a perplexed expression.<br/>'When did you two start dating?' Alistair asked causing Ryan to let out a frustrated sigh and bang his head against the cafeteria table.<br/>'You have no clue do you?' Ryan asked, not caring about the throbbing pain in his head.<br/>'No clue about what?'<br/>'Great ass and giant breasts and she decides to wear a short skirt and top the day after she meets you.' Ryan spat whilst poking Alistair in the shoulder.<br/>'Is she confident with her style now that she has a friend?'<br/>'Argh! God damn it Alistair!' Ryan cursed resisting the urge to pull his hair out and instead getting up from the table and walking to class. Seeing as he was a year older than Alistair and Casey he wouldn't be in the same class. He was a little disappointed but also a little glad. He needed a break from all of the madness.<br/>Alistair wiped his mouth of the remainders of the beef stew they had served for lunch in the cafeteria. Something began to nag at him as he walked to his biology class. He wanted to believe that it was because he still didn't know how an entire class had managed to suddenly forget what happened, but he knew it wasn't just that.<br/><br/><em><strong>Beep! Beep!</strong></em><br/><br/>His phone went off again as he received a text from Lulu. He pulled his mobile out of his pocket and began to read the message as he walked to class.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Heya Al!<br/>Having a sleep over at Casey's sounds like fun!<br/>Apart from the whole; dangerous caller thing. That kind of sucks.<br/>I'm up for it but I'll have to come later on I'm getting a hair cut after school<br/>Give my love to Casey and Ryan<br/>Lulu x</span></span></div><br/>'Mr Croft your phone needs to be switched off' Spoke Professor Kernick as Alistair approached the door of his biology class room. He nodded to the small bug eyed teacher with round spectacles and pocketed the phone before taking a seat at the back of the class room. He had the feeling that someone was glaring at him as he sat. Whether it was the mysterious caller or Jonathan Andrews he didn't know or care enough to check.