'We were just friends'

Just talking

Jemma's POV
I'm still buzzing about my conversation with dan whilst my tutor is talking. We're so similar. I don't really pay attention to the rest off tutor;it's really boring. "Ok guys there is 10 minutes left of tutor so take this time to look over your timetables" my teacher says. Ok what have I got next. Awesome, music. Because we're in our GCSE we go a choice of which subjects we wanted. I chose music and art. "So what you got next?" I ask dan whilst turning my head. "Music" Dan replies. Awesome. "Same. I'll help you get there... if you want" I say. God I'm so awkward. "Yeah that would be great" Dan replies. Wow he's so chill. As the bell rings, me and dan pick up our stuff and make our way to the door. "Hey, what if I loose you in the crowds?" Dan asks worriedly. "Don't worry, take my hand and don't let go" I calmly reply whilst smiling and offering my hand too him. He grabs on as we divert through the crowds toward 235. It's not as crazy as dan thinks. It's a bit intimidating but I'm sure he's used too it. Why did he move here anyway? Before I realised we were there and Dan had let go of my hand. "See told you it would be fine." We both walk into class and take our seats next to each other. The lesson is just a general sketching lesson to show our teacher what we can do so me and dan end up talking a lot. The lesson came to an end and so we went to break. "Can you erm, hang out with me at break, you know just while I get used to stuff" Dan asked. "Of course I will, you idiot" I chuckle.
We make it outside when I finally ask "so how come you moved here?" Dan pauses. Oh god why did I ask that....