{{user}} and her Dad had just moved to Sheffield. When {{user}} was upstairs, unpacking in her room...

"{{user}}!" Her Dad shouted, "Come downstairs."

{{user}} grunted, lifting herself from her bed and trodding down the stairs.

"I want you to meet someone," Her Dad grinned, "This is Alex, David's son."

David was a close friend of {{user}}'s Dad...

{{user}} looked over at Alex, who smiled at her. He was wearing a leather jacket, having quite a rock-n'-roll aura. "Hiya," He spoke up.