I know you 2

After addressing my bruise and my blouse, I jogged back outside. I was a Samurai, so I had to be strong. I noticed Mia and Kevin training, so I decided to watch for a minute.

Mia swung her sword butt into Kevin's ribs, and he doubled over. I saw the trick coming, but she didn't. My friend went in for a flip, but he grabbed her waist and held her upside down.

"Match!" she puffed.

He set her down, but she pulled him down with her. The two laughed before gazing into each other's eyes.

"Kiss already!" I called after a minute.

They scrambled up and went back to training. Snickering, I headed for Jayden. They were so much alike. If only they could figure it out and tell each other already. Mia didn't know what the first kiss was like yet, so I wanted only to hurry it up. Every girl deserves that chance.

"Hey, Em," my boyfriend paused whacking his dummy to speak with me, "you changed."

"Yeah," I smiled at him, "Mike spilled some liquid on me."

"Oh, no," he shook his head, "what are we going to do with that boy?"

"I don't know," I laughed, "now, stop whacking that dummy and train with somebody who fights back."

An hour walked by before we finished. I was sweaty like everybody else, so we all sat around the fan. I was glad for the A.C now, unlike earlier. Going up against Jayden to Mike to Jayden then Mike some more then finishing with Jayden took up energy.

"I made lunch," Mia announced, showing us some PB and J sandwhichs with mustard and rice on them.

We all tried not to gag. Mia's an amazing friend, but she is a terrible cook. When Mia wasn't looking, we threw our food out of the window. She smiled at us, believing we ate it, and headed to our room. Wesley slipped us some Hershey bars from his secret stash I know about, so we weren't too hungry.

"Hey, Em?" Mike came to me, "I'm heading to the scating rink. Want to come?"

"Sure," I shrugged, but I know I can't skate worth a flip.

None the less, we two friends headed out together. At the rink, I struggled into my skates and inched to the circle. People skated happily, falling down and holding hands.

"Come on," Mike took my hand in his, "this will be a learning experience."

I totally sucked. My feet kept jerking everywhere, and I lost count of how many times I fell on my back. Mike, on the other hand, was amazing. He had perfect balance as he glided over the ring. As I watched him, my heart skipped a beat. He was so nice and handsome, plus strong and caring.

"Hey, Emily!" Mike's voice brought me out of my thoughts, "come over here. We came to skate, not to watch other people skate."

"No thanks," I replied, "I'm no good."

But he was stubborn and persistant. I found myself back on the rink in a heartbeat, my hand in Mike's. He helped me skate, and caught me if I fell or slipped. (Which I did quite often.) His hands never left my body, so I finally began to relax.

By the time our time was up, I could skate around the rink once on my own without falling over every time I put a foot in front of my other. We left relaxed and laughing. He was so funny, and that smile was so cunning and trusting.

"How was it?" Jayden asked as we came back inside.

"Wonderful," I grinned to him.

"Well, we'd better get to bed," Mike stretched, "Ji will have our heads if we're tired in the morning."

"Right," Jayden kissed my cheek, "goodnight, baby."

I tensed for just a second. I didn't understand why, and Jayden looked more confused. He left, still looking perplexed, so I told Mike goodnight and strode to bed. I couldn't sleep at all. I kept thinking about Jayden and Mike over and over again.

Jayden was my boyfriend, and I could see the love in his eyes when he looked at me. But Mike was super charming and sweet. Did he love me, too? But if they both loved me, which one would I chose? I knew Mike had another girl he liked from the summer named Lily, but could he be drifting from her?

Shaking my head, I rose and decided to talk to the person who I always could. Slipping quietly outside into the garden, I opened my samuraizer and dialed a number I knew all too well.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Serena," I told my big sister, "can we talk?"