Oh I see Amy said nodding slowly, have you been going to lessons? She asked with a frown, now admitedly Amy was a frequenter of bunking lessons, but the ones she'd turned up to, she hadn't seen Jack there. She nodded again. But again, her mind kept wandering back to the curly hair boy, and his stoooopid guitar. And then she felt crap again. No, she wouldn't, she shook her head violently, trying to get him out of her mind