The date

I thought you had blown me off,"

"No, just went to get the results,"

"Ohh, how did it go?"

"I passed,"

We were in the car, with Mason driving to wherever. My thoughts still lingered on my conversation with Michael. I had replayed that conversation in my head over and over trying to figure out what I said or did to warrant such a reaction from him. It hurt me so bad when he told me to address him formally. Not sure exactly why it hurt so much, but it does. All he just asked was that I address him properly, and he was definitely not my friend. Having feeling like this was confusing me a lot.

"Don't you wanna know where we are going?"Mason asked pulling me back to the present.

"What it matter? Its not like you are going to tell me," I snapped at him.

A bit shocked by my sharp words he made a sound like sucking air sharply his eyes focused on the road not leaving it as he talked.

"I know you don't like me, Ayla. And I definitely deserve your anger, but please just give me today to apologize for it," he begged.

I was upset with him but not really angry. And I know it wouldn't hurt to hear him out or allow him to make his gesture of apology.

With that thought, I replied with an okay, as I tried to focus on my surroundings as I just realize I hadn't been to this part of town yet.

He pulled up in a big building designed like a football arena.

I was in ewe of the building as he rounded the car and got the door for me.

"Have you ever been to ice rink before?" He asked as we made our way inside.

I only managed to shake my head no as I was so enthralled by the beauty of the place. At the middle of the room, ice covered the floor and had people gliding about. On the left side a restaurant like stood there serving up warm drinks and fried food as per the menu. On the other side was a stall with big bold word of 'Stakes' a top it where the people seemed to get those gliding shoes.

"What's your size?" Mason asked getting my attention.

"Huh?" I let out.

"You look like a 5," he muttered." Can we get two skates size 7 male and 5 female," he requested to the gruffy man by the counter who seemed to wish he would rather be any where than here.

Mason helped me get into the shoes and also into the rink.

"I don't know.." I began when he let go of my hand only to slip and fall butt first on the ice.

"Am so sorry, wanted to zip up my jacket," he said biting back a laugh as he helped me up.

"Jerk," I called out when he let out a chuckle.

"Sorry come on, I will teach you," he smiled and started to glided round the rink with me telling me how to move or how to position my feet.

An hour into it I was now able to do it on my own with a few falls here and there. But most of all I was having so much fun and Mason was very fun to be around.

"My hands are freezing and am hungry. Wanna eat we can come back another day?" He asked when I reached him.

"Sure," I smiled.

We got our fries, burgers and milkshake to go. And headed off to his car where there was heat.

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    SAMANTHA'S POV

"Today was really great. I have never been to a science congress before. I learnt so much about robotics. And they even confirmed that New york university offers a great robotics program," I rambled off to Jason as we left the congress.

"Does that mean you will apply to NYU?" He asked eyes lighting up.

I liked it when his eyes did that. His brown eyes always seem to shine whenever that happened.

"I don't know. But I sure as hell know I have to talk to my parents about it," I sighed.

I love robotics, always have but my parents keep insisting that i take a Business major near home. And in all honestly I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna spend my life dressed up in one ugly color suit and rotting away on a desk filled with files I don't care about.

"Since its early mind going out for dinner?" He asked pulling me out of my depressing thoughts.

"What you have in mind?"

"There is great indian restaurant not to far from here,"

"Uhh spicy chutney," I laughed entwining my hand with his as we walked to the restaurant.

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DIANA'S POV

"Way to go swimmer," I congratulated Kevin with a laugh as he hugged me.

"Couldn't have done it without my muse," he said giving my cheek a kiss as he put me down.

A huge smile on his face as he looked down on me. He skin a little prune from being in the water for long. But still looked hot.

Clearing my voice after the awkward minute after kissing my cheek I asked,"Why wasn't jason here?".

"He doesn't want to go professional with swimming," he replied as he picked up his gym bag , took my hand and led us out of the swimming arena.

"Already ordered pizza. Should arrive at my place in fifteen. So let's hurry," he explained speed walking to his BMW bike.

School was thirty minutes away but on that sweet beast we would probably arrive in less than twenty.

I had been dying get a ride on his bike since he got it when he was sixteen. But he loves his bike to much and would never let anyone ride on it not even his bestie. So yeah I was doing a little dancing on my head and screaming in excitement for getting to ride on it.

Around twenty minutes later we had gotten to his home. To quick for my liking and just on time before the pizza guy left.

"I will go get us something to drink," he said as he went to the kitchen leaving me in the living room.

Its been over 5 years since I last stepped into his house. Everything was basically the same. A set of grey couches , a glass coffee table at the middle, a bookshelf on wall lined with all sorts of books. A tv set on the other wall with a frame photo of a small Kevin and his parents holding him.

Making my way to the kitchen I asked,"Where are your parents?"

Shrugging,"Work I guess,"

"Work you guess," I parroted him.

"Yes. I rarely see them they are always working," he replied moving to the living room with the drinks.

Taking the pizza I followed him. "Hawaiian, great," I smiled sitting down.

"What we do now," I asked after having my fill.

"What we started," Kevin smirked.

Before I could process what he meant. He lips had already met mine. Took me a few seconds to respond, when I did we moved our lips in sync to each other as my fingers found their way to his hair threading and pulling releasing a small groan from him. His hands roamed about my upper body till he got to my waist. In a fluid movement he picked me up and placed me on his thighs making me gasp. Seizing the opportunity he snaked his tongue in my mouth exploring every corner of my mouth having me release an involuntary moan. This were getting pretty heated judging from the bump that was now digging into my thigh and the dampness on my panty.

Just as he was about to touch me under my shirt, I got up grabbed my bag made it for the door after whispering,"not so fast".