Chapter 4

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Will walked over to Ellie's office and knocked on the door. Leaning behind it, amused expression locked onto his face.

She looked up and blinked at him, putting the speech draft down.

'Yes?'

'Since when have you been friends with Martha?'

He asked, raising his eyebrow and smirking at her. She laughed and put her hands on the table. Will walked into the classroom and dragged the chair over for him to sit on; he waited expectantly for her to answer.

'She was my first sexual experience.'

'What?' Will spluttered, eyes wide. He fell off his chair and Ellie burst out laughing, head flying back.

'I'm sorry, I couldn't resist.'

He sighed with relief and sat back on the chair. Breathing heavily.

'All right so… How did you meet her?'

'Um, well, we were at this party and this guy hit me and she beat the crap out of him. It was pretty cool.'

'Sounds like her.'

'Ever since then, she's always looked out for me and been there for me. Through everything, she took me in, helped me with fees. She was great. What about you? You can't tell me that you met on the campaign trail.'

Will laughed and moved a little closer in his chair. Looking out the window for a second.

'She was a friend of a friend at my high school. They were both British. Martha walked over to us this one practise, and amazed us with her views and her confidence. Then she hit Liam- this shit for brains, red neck. This was ages ago. But once she's in your life, bloody hard to forget about.'

'Where did you go to high school?'

'Avalon High.'

Ellie stared at him for a second and then narrowed her eyes at him, mockingly.

'I can't believe that you went there. You guys beat our school at the championship.'

'Which year?'

'Senior for you, Junior for me.' Realisation dawned on Will's face and he then leaned back. Nodding to himself, confidently.

'I was the quarterback.'

'Shocking.' She said, sarcastically.

'Was it that obvious?'

'Well… yeah.'

'Oh, well. Hey, look what are you doing now?'

'Working.'

'It's eight, everyone else has gone home. Come on; let me take you out for dinner.'

He held out his hand for her to take, she just stared open mouthed at it. Before closing it and then reopening it.

'Like a date?'

'Not if you don't want it to be. It can be strictly business, strictly platonic. Just a getting to know you dinner.'

'Well, we could just play 20 questions and order in food. Then we could work on the speech that by the way has to be finalised for two days away. And then I have to prep questions for the TV. interview. Not to mention your piece for The D.A.R. meeting.'

'Elle,' she blinked at the new nickname for her. No one had ever called her Elle before, she kind of liked it. 'Just come on. One night and I promise to work with you and Lance on it tomorrow.'

'Why does Lance need to be here?'

'Because then it's no fun, if Lance isn't suffering.'

Ellie rolled her eyes and took his hand before grabbing her jacket and following him out.

'Where are we going?'

'I know a place that makes a mean crab dip,'

They walked to downtown and shared the crab dip whilst talking about college and money and kids and Lance. The only thing not mentioned; and both parties noticed this fact, was family. Smiling they walked out, Will holding onto Ellie's hand and Ellie smiling up at him. They opened the door and were blinded by people flashing cameras.

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Lance threw the paper down onto Will's desk and Ellie cringed at it.

'Tell me how this happened.'

'I swear to God, they just came out of nowhere. They were like camera-wielding Ninjas.' Will joked, picking up the paper and surveying the picture. 'I must say I do like the shoes, Elle.'

'Will, this isn't funny. Your opponents can use this against you and be all like "Well, he's too young to be senator. Look he's still dating."'

'Yes, instead of my views on the Middle East, this is what my competition will choose to frown upon.'

'You know, nobody cares for that sarcastic tone.' Lance waved his finger at Will. Resisting the urge to giggle, like a cheerleader that just got asked out by the QB, Will sighed and asked. 'What's the big deal? I mean I'm not even a senator, yet. And you know, I think we make a cute couple.'

'So does Jen. But that doesn't excuse that fact that you are not allowed to date.'

'Okay, mom, I promise to stay away from the Catholic school girls, too.'

Lance picked up the paper, glaring at him. His dark brown eyes narrowed and even his "Bieber"-fro looked put out.

'This is over.'

'Well next time remember to bring the pistols at dawn!' Will called after him. Smirking triumphantly.

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I quite like this chapter. And you will see why there is no love loss between the parents soon. I promise.