I am only hiding under my bed only on account of my nosy family. (Trust me—I would not be under here unless it was a great emergency. It is stuffy and filled with dust bunnies and missing socks and overdue library books and I do not fit quite as well as I did when I was six. So.)

"Rose, please come out!" begs Sarah from the doorway. "We only want to here what happened."

"Yes, Rose, come out!" Saffron joins in. "Tell us all about it! Did he snog you?"

"Go away!" I growl.

Saffron's head appears beside mine, peering at me under the bed. "Rose you are acting like you are six-years-old."

Sometimes I wish I was six-years-old. Life was easy then.

"Rose, is everything all right?"

Oh great. Now Indigo's here.

"Did he hurt you?"

Sarah laughs. "No guy would ever dare to hurt Rose. And if they did, Rose would beat the living daylights out of him, not to mention what the rest of us would do."

"I will beat the living daylights out of all of you if you don't leave me be!"

"Feisty," states Saffron. "She really must like him, else she wouldn't be this stubborn."

I growl. Why can't they all just leave me alone? They were fine with all of Caddy's boyfriends, and nobody made a very big deal out of Oscar the mad art student. And we were more than happy when Sarah and Indigo got together.

Then why were they making such a big fit about it?

Because I am the baby of the family, that's why.

And maybe it'd be okay if I truly actually liked him, but I am not so sure. I have known Kai (yes Kai. Now shush!) since primary school and all we have even been is friends. But then he had to take me to the cinema.

Which I enjoyed more than I planned to. And no one ever warned me how wet kissing was.

"Rosy Pose?"

Even Mum's come up from the shed! I groan.

"Why don't you bring him over to meet us all?"

That's it.

"Go away! Go away! Go away!" I scream over and over again until they do.

But I am still not coming out from under here for a long, long time.