Harold shifted again, leaning his folded arms on his knees, regarding Sally's face. She was enjoying it and it was driving him mad. He was pretty sure that he'd already named whoever it was. He doubted Sally liked a guy younger than her. Girls liked older guys, big, strong...muscley... or musical and sensitive..? "Ioan! He plays guitar. You saw him and it got you all hot right?" He smirked, sure he had her pegged. hell, half the girls in the school secretly fancied the welsh boy!