'So.?' was his only answer as his all time favourite person to muck around with sat next to him. Smiling at her he turned to face her.

'So.' she mimicked.

'You know umm.I'm trying out to be in a band, and um. well, it means I'd have to move away from here if I get the part. So um.I was wondering, um.wether, you wanted to um.' smiling at his stupidity, she slowly nodded her head. Grabbing her by the arms he chucked her up and caught her as he spun around in circles with her smiling from ear to ear.

'Helene, come on, get packing, we leave tomorrow', running madly past her bedroom door as he yelled it to her.

'I know, Danny, I know, alright', sticking her head out the door, 'so who's in the band?' was the last thing she got out as he rushed past again and knocked her head back, so she fell on the floor, hard. Rushing back, he helped her up and rushed back to his packing.

'Just a friend called tom', he rushed back past her room again and came back past carrying the trophy he won when the 2 played pool.

'Ok' she said as she left her room, ran into his and started jumping on his bed, ruffling up his ironed clothes. As he walked in, noticing her jumping on the bed he pointed at her, then at the floor. Do as she was told Helene jumped off the bed and onto the floor just at his feet. Standing up to her full height, she was just 5 inches smaller than him.

'Man you have shrunk', was his only comment as she walked around him and pushed him towards his bed. Turning around like a tiger, he faced her, looking evil, so she ran and he chased after her.

'I'm going to get you!' he yelled as he ran after her, all around the house.

'Like to see you try!' she yelled back as she ran into her room and slammed the door. Sitting down in front of to make sure he didn't get in. sitting there still 5 mins later, she got up onto her knee's opened the door a tad and next thing that happened the door burst open and Danny ran in and fell on top of her.

'I gotcher', was his final answer as she pushed him off. Laughing as he fell, she got up, pointed at him, then out the open door, ' I can take a hint, unlike some', next thing he knew she clobbered him over the head and slammed the door. Chuckling to himself, he went back to his room to finish packing.

'Helene, Wake up, we have to go in an hour', as he walked past her bedroom door to get to the kitchen he heard her scream. Louder and louder it got until he finally opened the door to find her scrunched up in the corner and a trap-door spider crawling towards her, 'get up slowly, stop screaming and come to me', she did as she was told and the spider followed her all the way to the door, until Danny shut it in.

'Lucky thing we brought all our stuff into the lounge-room last night', Helene tried to laugh at his joke, but couldn't find the strength to. Cradling her like a baby he carried her to the kitchen table and sat her down. Placing honey covered crumpets in front of her she slowly began to eat.

'Thanks, Danny', smiling at her shyness and the blood red blush flush to her cheeks he laughed a bit.

'no probs, Helene' getting up after his 2 crumpets were finished, patted her softly on the back and washed his plate off in the sink.

A honking noise came from outside, looking out the kitchen window Danny saw a bright yellow cab pull up and out stepped a blond headed male, med height, and normal figure for a male.

'please don't tell me that's Tom, please don't tell me that's Tom', was all Helene heard as Danny ran over to her shoved her into his room and chucked her clothes at her, 'quickly get dressed, wet your hair and pretend you just came out of the shower', before she had time to ask why, the door- bell rang, and rang. Running into the bathroom of the room, while Danny ran to get the door, she ran the tap and dunked her head under it to make her hair wet. Wrapping it in a towel, and quickly changing clothes. From her baggy shirt into Black hipsters, blood red top with 'I Know I'm not Perfect But I'm so close It Scares Me' written on it. Chucking on socks and sneakers, she chucked off the towel, brushed her hair and did it up in a high ponytail. Walking out slowly she opened the bedroom door and walked towards the kitchen.

'ahh, Helene, Meet Tom Fletcher, he just offered me a spot in a band Called 'Mcfly'?', smiling to her he beckoned her in and sit down.

'wicked, hey Tom, I'm Helene Hanson', shaking his hand Helene sat down next to him, 'so who's in this band?' Danny eyed her as Tom answered.

'At the moment, me and Danny, but James, from busted, is helping us write the songs', her eyes went wide as he mentioned that name. Helene had heard it so many times, due to the fact that her friend had obsessed over him to much, and confided in her all the time, 'hopefully the band gets better when we hold the auditions, anyway, we have to get going', getting up slowly he helped the 2 carry there luggage out to the taxi that was waiting outside.

Waking up with a start Helene made her-self comfortable

'Were am I?' Helene whispered as she reached out and hit Danny in the head, shaking him awake.

'your on the plane, were going somewhere', shrugging his shoulders he looked up at the plane assistant that had just dropped off there lunch, 'thank you', handing Helene hers they dug in. Mashed Potato's, 2 chops, vegetables and gravy later, the 2 sat back and rubbed there stomaches. Waking moments later, Tom saw the lunch in front of him and began to eat. After he had finished, Danny and Tom had began talking about the band, while Helene looked out the window. Down at the little dots below.

'We will be landing in half an hour', came a weird voice from the sides of the seats. Nodding her head in case some one was watching, she quickly looked out the window, it looked like they were flying around in circles.

'boy, am I glad to be off that plane', Danny yelled as he jumped up and down.

'same here, I think I've gone a bit stiff ', lifting her up he spun her around slowly. Gently putting her down they ran after Tom.

'took you time snogging didn't you?' he laughed as Danny and Helene pinched him all the way out of the gates. Standing there leaning on the car was James, from busted. As she seen him, her smile slowly crept off of her face.

'James, meet Danny Jones and Helene Hanson', shaking Danny's hand he moved over to Helene's and he pointed at her.

'have I seen you before?' he said moving his hand back and forward.

'yeah, I went to your last concert with my friend', saying that James smiled.

'I thought I recognised your face, nice to meet you, again', shaking her hand finally, they all got into the car, after collecting their luggage. Looking out of the window while the car drove along, upon a wall was someone leaning.

'no, it can't be', shaking the tears out of her eyes as she watched the figure of her dead friend go past.

'What's wrong?' Danny whispered in her ear as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

'Nothing', was her answer, and realising it wasn't his place to preach, he pulled his head away and looked out of his window.

Pulling up at the house, James got out, then tom, Helene, then Danny. Coming to stand next to her, Danny tripped on the curb, but recovered himself as he stepped onto steady ground. Laughing at his careful trip, the 4 walked into the front door. Looking around Helene wandered away from the group and looked down a hallway full of signs and traffic cones.

"Roadwork Ahead"

"Give-way"

"STOP"

There was even a Traffic light hanging from the ceiling as a light. Walking towards a slightly open door, pushing it open, it was full of stop signs and give-way signs, along with a couple of traffic cones in a pyramid. Walking further into the room, she noticed it was a lot like Danny's old room, except before it didn't have the signs and cones.

'Helene', Danny yelled from the kitchen, 'come check this out', running from the room, leaving the door open she ran into the kitchen, but stopped quickly as she realised why he called her. On the wall was a picture, a picture of Jamie Mortimer.

'Where.where.did you get.that.that picture?' searching for a chair, she sat down quickly before she fainted.

'We found it in a box at the dump, we thought she was hot, there was a whole box full of stuff, obviously hers', James answered her, 'why?', Danny looked quickly from James straight to Helene.

'That.that.hot girl.as you so commonly put it, was my friend. My best friend in fact. She died, 2 weeks ago. And that box, was the box of stuff she had given me through the years. I couldn't bear to keep after', running her fingers through her hair, she slowly got up, grabbed the picture, walked out the front door and down the road. Hoping to get lost, but on the other hand she just walked to the park, facing the end of the road. Sitting on the swing and pushing her-self off a little, she stared at the picture.

'Hey Helene', looking up abruptly she saw nothing, looking back down at the picture, tears formed in her eyes.

'Hello Helene Hanson', looking up again quicker than the last, a hazy figure was walking towards the swing Helene was on. Coming closer and closer, Helene formed the figure together. Getting up in hope and running at the figure, she ran straight through it. Looking back on her friend, it waved good-bye and disappeared. Falling to her knee's with the picture still in hand, she cried, cried her fears, her anger and most of all love away.

'Hey Helene', a voice whispered to her.

'No, no I will not fall for that again, no, no, NO!' in fury she threw the picture at the source of the voice and didn't find it to be her misty friend, but Danny. Rushing towards her, he dropped the photo, and hugged her, just kneeled there and hugged her. Memory's of how happy she had always been when Jamie was around, flashed into his mind making hot tears rush to his eyes.

'Don't worry, we'll live on, don't you go and do what she did, or I'll be lost', letting go of each other, they looked in each others eyes and began to laugh. A laugh that you would do if the school bully, wet his pants in front of everyone.