"She headed out into the hall and knocked quietly on his door. "Come in!" Megan took a deep breath and stepped inside. "Hey." Finn looked up from his desk as if startled. "Hi," he replied, pushing his hands against the thighs of his jeans. He glanced past her at the hallway, but when Megan turned around, she found they were alone. "What's up?" Megan asked. "You really shouldn't be in here," Finn said. Megan's heart dropped like a stone. "I know your parents are mad, but do you think they really expect us not to talk?" "Yeah...no...I don't know," Finn said, turning in his chair. "I just...Don't you think we should let things calm down a little first?" "Yeah, like that's ever going to happen in this house," Megan joked lamely. Finn didn't laugh. She swallowed against a lump in her throat and looked around uncertainly. She had come in here so that Finn could reassure her and make her feel better like he always did, but the evasive way he was acting was just making her feel worse. "Look, it's just...being around you is...it's not easy," Finn said, looking everywhere but at her. He might as well have thrown cold water in her face. "Oh, well, I'm sorry," Megan replied, backing out. "I guess that's easily solved." "No, Megan, wait," Finn said. But she was dangerously close to tears and there was no way she was going to break down in front of him. "No, seriously, I'll go," Megan said. Finn swallowed and looked like he wanted to say something. For a split second, Megan's heart dared to hope, but then he turned away and looked down at his notes again. "Yeah...okay," he said. Finn focused pointedly on his work. This was really happening. Finn really didn't want to have anything to do with her. Finally, feeling like the biggest idiot on earth, Megan made herself move."