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I went ice skating yesterday and so yeah...some of the experiences Ellie will have will reflect my beautiful attempt at ice skating. IT'S HARDER THAN IT LOOKS MAN!!! But I only actually fell once! Yay me! ^_^ I was dreaming of Charlie and I lost my balance...^_^ My brother laughed at me...but he doesn't know WHY I fell...*innocent smile* If he did he make blow a heart valve...lol, he doesn't want me to be a "groupie". ^_^ too late. Anyway, I know several of the bands/singers might not have existed at the time but we're gonna say they did. I really have no clue but still, I thought I should say it anyway. ^_^ Oh, and I modeled her music interest pretty much after myself. *grins* I now permit you to start reading the chapter.
Disclaimer- ...must we go through this every chapter?
-Chapter 5-
Ellie walked to a bench, tears forming in her eyes. How could Dwayne SAY something like that? Charlie was perfect, he would never hurt her...it wasn't his fault she was starting to like him...
She sat down on the wooden bench and looked at the lake. It wasn't frozen over because despite how cold SHE thought it was, Mother Nature obviously disagreed.
The native Texan had been relatively cold but not to the point of unbearable-ness. But for some reason, she started shivering uncontrollably.
The words Dwayne had spoken to her hit her right in the heart because she knew it was true. She was gullible and her heart was easily broken. Charlie could very well have good intentions but how did she know? How could she?
Her face wrinkled up slightly as her eyes glassed-over, the tears threatening to spill over. Why? Why did it have to be like this? Why was it that when she finally found the guy of her dreams, he had to have a girlfriend? She just didn't understand...
She pulled her legs to her chest and laid her head on top of her knees. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she took a deep breath.
She heard a faint voice calling from behind her. She figured it was probably Dwayne so she used the fact that they sounded far away to pretend she couldn't hear them.
"Ellie!" the voice called again.
Wait, that wasn't Dwayne's voice...that was...
"Hey, I've been calling for you for the past five minutes. What's up?" Charlie said as he sat down next to her on the bench.
Her eyes widened and cheeks pinkened. She was relieved her head was still on her knees or that could have been even more embarrassing. She wiped her tears away on her knees before turning to Charlie, hoping he didn't noticed any signs of crying. Her face was probably blotchy and ugly. Great...
"Nothing." She said, her voice cracking slightly.
Charlie's eyebrows furrowed. "Really? You look kind of upset. Anything you want to talk about?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
"I don't really wanna talk about it. But thanks for asking." She said quietly. Her cheeks were burning by now.
Charlie nodded. He mistook her blush for reddening caused by crying. He could tell she had been crying but if she didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't force her to.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Charlie struck up conversation. "Would a lesson in ice skating make you feel better?" he asked with a smile.
Her face visibly brightened. He remembered!
"S-sure." She stuttered in excitement, the argument with Dwayne leaving her mind momentarily.
He could help but smile at her beaming face. His own mood seemed to lighten when she smiled. Just knowing he was the reason for that smile gave him this weird sensation of contentment.
It was starting to scare him a little...
He and Ellie stood up and started walking towards the public ice rink. It was too warm for the pond to be frozen over so the public ice rink would just have to work.
"So, you've only skated once?" he asked to clarify.
"Yep." She replied as she tied her ice skates on and watched all the people out on the rink.
He nodded his head before putting on his own skates. He was using his own personal hockey skates and he rented Ellie some figure skates.
Two reasons.
Cheaper and less likely to fall.
But mostly because they were cheaper.
Not that he was a cheapskate or anything...
He held her up as she tried to stand. Her eyes were clenched closed, terrified that she would fall.
When Charlie let go of her waist, she stood there, frozen on the spot. When she timidly opened her eyes, she looked down at her feet. She was still standing.
Taking a small step forward, she was amazed to see she hadn't fallen yet! Who cares that they weren't even on the ice yet! This wasn't so hard!
And man did she eat those words...erm...thought...eh, never mind, you get the point.
The second she stepped foot on the slippery ice, she went tumbling down.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! CHARLIE! HELP!!!" she nearly screeched, as someone had to jump over her to keep from running her over.
Charlie just shook his head and tried not to laugh. He skated over gracefully and offered her his hand.
She looked up with a hint of hurt but accepted his hand anyway. Her hand hurt like you wouldn't believe. Who would have thought your hand could get so cold it burned?
Charlie decided she couldn't be trusted on her own so he skated next to her, coaching her.
Then he got an idea.
"Ellie, have you ever roller bladed?" he asked.
She looked at him like he was stupid. "Yeah, why?"
He smiled. "Just think of ice skating as roller blading...on the ice."
She thought about this and she rubbed her chin like the people in pictures do when they're thinking. "Okay." She chirped, finally coming to a decision.
She moved one skate forward and started skating, pretending she was on her blades. She wobbled forward and her legs were slightly unstable but she was moving. Her skates were riding in the grooves made by other skaters so her feet were going in little squiggly lines.
"Ah, I'm gonna fall!" she said, waving her arms around frantically as she leaned too far forward. The brakes on the front of her figure skates scraped on the ice, caught on a groove, and sent her sailing forward and into the wall headfirst.
"Ellie!" Charlie yelled, his voice flooded with concern.
He skated over to see if she was okay. She took quite a fall. She was struggling to stand back up, her face contorted with discouragement.
The girl grabbed the side of the rink to pull herself up, her face one of concentration.
Charlie smiled. At least she hadn't insisted to go home yet. From what she said, that was improvement.
He offered her his arm for support and she accepted, moving her legs a little at a time. Her hands were burning and her knees hurt quite a bit but she was going to keep going. SHE WOULD LEARN HOW TO ICE SKATE!!!!!!
Once she was comfortable with the ice again, she started to speed up. She sincerely hoped no one got in her way because she still didn't know what she was doing, much less how to stop. There was NO WAY she would LEAN FORWARD to stop. After that little display, she would never lean forward on ice skates again...EVER!
"Bend your knees Ellie!" Charlie coached as he skated by her side.
"I'm trying!" she said as she wobbled forward. She flailed her arms and somehow regained what little balance she could muster.
The Goo Goo Dolls's "Iris" played in the background as Ellie took yet another fall.
She sat on her knees and listened. "Oooh I love this song!" she said happily as she started singing along.
Charlie laughed at the site. "El, You might wanna stand up. You're gonna get run over." He said.
"Oh yeah." She said, grinning sheepishly as she stood back up, again trying to stay balanced.
"And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am." She sang along with the music.
Charlie grinned at her. Even though she wasn't that great of a skater, she did have an awesome voice.
As Charlie watched Ellie sing and skate at the same time, a funny thing at that, he tripped over someone and fell down.
"S-sorry." He stuttered as he stood back up. Ellie had stopped to grin mischievously at him.
"Ha ha! You fell too!" she giggled in a singsong voice.
"Very funny!" he said with a grin as he stood up completely.
He looked to see whom he had run into and found no one.
Charlie shrugged his shoulders and continued skating with Ellie. She was getting better. She could now successfully multi-task by singing and skating at the same time. Or, at least sing and avoid falling down. But to Ellie, that was the same thing.
"So, what kind of music do you like?' he asked, knowing that was safe territory.
"All kinds I guess. I like a little bit of everything I guess." She replied neutrally.
"Name some of your favorite bands." He replied, interested to see what this girl found worthy of her listening.
"Um, I like Linkin Park, Green Day, Madonna, Three Doors Down, Creed, the entire Moulin Rouge Soundtrack, The All-American Rejects, Stacy Orrico, Eiffel 65, Avril Lavigne, Steven Curtis Chapmen...uh what else...oh yeah, I also like Red Hot Chili Peppers, Lifehouse, Shania Twain, Newsboys, Dixie Chicks, Weird Al, P.O.D., Relient K-" she started.
"I'm beginning to feel like that was a dumb question..." he said to himself with a grin as Ellie named off most likely any artist or group she had ever heard in her life.
"-Queen, Goo Goo Dolls, MXPX, Pillar, Nine Days, Blink 182, Bowling For Soup, ZOEgirl, Bon Jovi, Good Charlotte, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, Ewan McGregor even though he only sings in movies, Randy Travis, the song "Billy Jean" by Michael Jackson, Jessica Andrews, Cyndi Thomson, Chad Kroeger, Martina McBride, Evanescence, and last but not least, SUPERCHIC[K]!!!!!" she finished, gasping for breath. "I saved Superchic[k] for last because they're my favorite." She said with enthusiasm.
"Wow...how do you remember all that?" he asked, eyes wide at all the things she listed off.
She blinked as she thought this over. "I dunno. That's a good question..." she said, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion as she thought this over.
He laughed. "That's some talent. But I have to admit some of those don't sound familiar. Whose Superchic[k]?" he asked, considering that's the only one he didn't recognize that he could remember from the string of bands/single artists listed.
"Whose Superchic[k]? WHOSE SUPERCHIC[K]?! Only the BEST band in the WORLD!" she said dramatically, earning her funny looks from people around her.
He laughed. She sure had warmed up to him quick. "Enlighten me." He said with a grin.
"I think I will! Some time you will have to come be enlightened. But not today, I'm, in too much pain..." she said, gripping her hands and knees with mock-pain. She was actually starting to feel better about ice-skating but that didn't mean she wanted her 'lessons' to end. She was having the time of her life!
"I see." He said with a laugh.
He looked at his watch. They had been there for a few hours already. Ellie was starting to complain about how much her ankles hurt. His were just fine but he figured that was because he had been doing this whole life while she had only for a few hours.
"You ready to go home yet?" he asked as she sat down on a bench, her face flushed with exhilaration.
She shook her head no.
He couldn't help but stare at her. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold. He was surprised to see the only make-up she wore was a light layer of lip gloss. Most girls decided that just because everyone else wore make-up, they should too. He debated whether to ask her about it or if it would seem rude.
"Ellie?" he asked, sitting next to her. He only hoped she wouldn't take offense.
"Uh huh?" she asked, her breathing finally slowing back down. She had improved a lot that day. She could skate pretty fast. Her legs weren't that stable and she claimed she couldn't skate slowly or she would topple over. But then she added she couldn't skate fast without toppling over either.
"I noticed you don't were make-up. Any reason why?" he asked, entering un- charted territory.
"Too much work. Besides, I heard it'll give you wrinkles." She said with a laugh. "But seriously, I guess I just prefer not to. Once you start, you feel like you're ugly without it. I guess would just rather stick to the natural thing." She finished, reluctantly playing with a string on her ice skates. "Why?"
"Just curious. It's not common to find a girl who believes she can be pretty without make-up." He replied, not noticing the smile that spread across Ellie's face when he subtly admitted she was pretty.
She couldn't help but grin. Sure he hadn't SAID it straight out but when you like someone, you tend to hear things differently. She had never been told she was pretty before. And parents don't count. Okay, so one guy had but HE doesn't count either because...he just DOESN'T!
"I think I should probably take you home now." Charlie said, taking off his hockey skates.
She put on a pouty face. "But Chaaaaaaaarliiieee!!!" she said in a whiny voice.
He just smiled at her and shook his head. She returned the smile.
"Sorry Ellie, I have a feeling your ankles can't take too much more." He said, referring to all the times she had subtly mentioned the state of her aching ankles.
Letting out a sigh of defeat, she replied, "I guess so. But do you think we can do this again sometime?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and smiling.
"Sure El, that would be absolutely wonderful." He said with a grin.
Once he had put his skates in his backpack and had his tennis shoes on, he stood up. He offered her his arm and she accepted. "Shall we?" he said in a pretty bad British accent.
"We shall." She said in an equally horrible British accent.
They laughed at their sad attempts as they walked arm and arm out of the ice rink.
The two bright-eyed teens walked down the sidewalk in a comfortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
Soon enough they were standing on Ellie's doorstep, facing each other.
"Well, I guess I should go on in. It was nice hanging out with you Charlie. It made my day." She said with a soft smile.
He smiled back. "It was a pleasure being with you as well. See you again tomorrow?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, I would love that." She replied, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach.
They just stood there, staring at each other. Blue eyes met blue eyes.
He subconsciously reached out to grab her hand. At the physical contact, a jolt of electricity circulated through them.
His hand flew away as their eyes changed from dazed to confused. They each looked at their hand before Charlie cleared his throat, still extremely confused as to what that was and WHY he had reached for her hand in the first please. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD HE HAD A GIRLFRIEND!
"I-I'm sorry. I should probably go. S-see you later Ellie." Charlie said nervously as he nodded a farewell and turned to leave.
"Bye Charlie." She sighed. She had felt it too. It was a nice sensation. Weird, but nice.
She let one of those lovesick looks dominate her face as she walked into the house and up the stairs to her room in a daze.
This had been the best day of her life...
I went ice skating yesterday and so yeah...some of the experiences Ellie will have will reflect my beautiful attempt at ice skating. IT'S HARDER THAN IT LOOKS MAN!!! But I only actually fell once! Yay me! ^_^ I was dreaming of Charlie and I lost my balance...^_^ My brother laughed at me...but he doesn't know WHY I fell...*innocent smile* If he did he make blow a heart valve...lol, he doesn't want me to be a "groupie". ^_^ too late. Anyway, I know several of the bands/singers might not have existed at the time but we're gonna say they did. I really have no clue but still, I thought I should say it anyway. ^_^ Oh, and I modeled her music interest pretty much after myself. *grins* I now permit you to start reading the chapter.
Disclaimer- ...must we go through this every chapter?
-Chapter 5-
Ellie walked to a bench, tears forming in her eyes. How could Dwayne SAY something like that? Charlie was perfect, he would never hurt her...it wasn't his fault she was starting to like him...
She sat down on the wooden bench and looked at the lake. It wasn't frozen over because despite how cold SHE thought it was, Mother Nature obviously disagreed.
The native Texan had been relatively cold but not to the point of unbearable-ness. But for some reason, she started shivering uncontrollably.
The words Dwayne had spoken to her hit her right in the heart because she knew it was true. She was gullible and her heart was easily broken. Charlie could very well have good intentions but how did she know? How could she?
Her face wrinkled up slightly as her eyes glassed-over, the tears threatening to spill over. Why? Why did it have to be like this? Why was it that when she finally found the guy of her dreams, he had to have a girlfriend? She just didn't understand...
She pulled her legs to her chest and laid her head on top of her knees. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she took a deep breath.
She heard a faint voice calling from behind her. She figured it was probably Dwayne so she used the fact that they sounded far away to pretend she couldn't hear them.
"Ellie!" the voice called again.
Wait, that wasn't Dwayne's voice...that was...
"Hey, I've been calling for you for the past five minutes. What's up?" Charlie said as he sat down next to her on the bench.
Her eyes widened and cheeks pinkened. She was relieved her head was still on her knees or that could have been even more embarrassing. She wiped her tears away on her knees before turning to Charlie, hoping he didn't noticed any signs of crying. Her face was probably blotchy and ugly. Great...
"Nothing." She said, her voice cracking slightly.
Charlie's eyebrows furrowed. "Really? You look kind of upset. Anything you want to talk about?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
"I don't really wanna talk about it. But thanks for asking." She said quietly. Her cheeks were burning by now.
Charlie nodded. He mistook her blush for reddening caused by crying. He could tell she had been crying but if she didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't force her to.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Charlie struck up conversation. "Would a lesson in ice skating make you feel better?" he asked with a smile.
Her face visibly brightened. He remembered!
"S-sure." She stuttered in excitement, the argument with Dwayne leaving her mind momentarily.
He could help but smile at her beaming face. His own mood seemed to lighten when she smiled. Just knowing he was the reason for that smile gave him this weird sensation of contentment.
It was starting to scare him a little...
He and Ellie stood up and started walking towards the public ice rink. It was too warm for the pond to be frozen over so the public ice rink would just have to work.
"So, you've only skated once?" he asked to clarify.
"Yep." She replied as she tied her ice skates on and watched all the people out on the rink.
He nodded his head before putting on his own skates. He was using his own personal hockey skates and he rented Ellie some figure skates.
Two reasons.
Cheaper and less likely to fall.
But mostly because they were cheaper.
Not that he was a cheapskate or anything...
He held her up as she tried to stand. Her eyes were clenched closed, terrified that she would fall.
When Charlie let go of her waist, she stood there, frozen on the spot. When she timidly opened her eyes, she looked down at her feet. She was still standing.
Taking a small step forward, she was amazed to see she hadn't fallen yet! Who cares that they weren't even on the ice yet! This wasn't so hard!
And man did she eat those words...erm...thought...eh, never mind, you get the point.
The second she stepped foot on the slippery ice, she went tumbling down.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! CHARLIE! HELP!!!" she nearly screeched, as someone had to jump over her to keep from running her over.
Charlie just shook his head and tried not to laugh. He skated over gracefully and offered her his hand.
She looked up with a hint of hurt but accepted his hand anyway. Her hand hurt like you wouldn't believe. Who would have thought your hand could get so cold it burned?
Charlie decided she couldn't be trusted on her own so he skated next to her, coaching her.
Then he got an idea.
"Ellie, have you ever roller bladed?" he asked.
She looked at him like he was stupid. "Yeah, why?"
He smiled. "Just think of ice skating as roller blading...on the ice."
She thought about this and she rubbed her chin like the people in pictures do when they're thinking. "Okay." She chirped, finally coming to a decision.
She moved one skate forward and started skating, pretending she was on her blades. She wobbled forward and her legs were slightly unstable but she was moving. Her skates were riding in the grooves made by other skaters so her feet were going in little squiggly lines.
"Ah, I'm gonna fall!" she said, waving her arms around frantically as she leaned too far forward. The brakes on the front of her figure skates scraped on the ice, caught on a groove, and sent her sailing forward and into the wall headfirst.
"Ellie!" Charlie yelled, his voice flooded with concern.
He skated over to see if she was okay. She took quite a fall. She was struggling to stand back up, her face contorted with discouragement.
The girl grabbed the side of the rink to pull herself up, her face one of concentration.
Charlie smiled. At least she hadn't insisted to go home yet. From what she said, that was improvement.
He offered her his arm for support and she accepted, moving her legs a little at a time. Her hands were burning and her knees hurt quite a bit but she was going to keep going. SHE WOULD LEARN HOW TO ICE SKATE!!!!!!
Once she was comfortable with the ice again, she started to speed up. She sincerely hoped no one got in her way because she still didn't know what she was doing, much less how to stop. There was NO WAY she would LEAN FORWARD to stop. After that little display, she would never lean forward on ice skates again...EVER!
"Bend your knees Ellie!" Charlie coached as he skated by her side.
"I'm trying!" she said as she wobbled forward. She flailed her arms and somehow regained what little balance she could muster.
The Goo Goo Dolls's "Iris" played in the background as Ellie took yet another fall.
She sat on her knees and listened. "Oooh I love this song!" she said happily as she started singing along.
Charlie laughed at the site. "El, You might wanna stand up. You're gonna get run over." He said.
"Oh yeah." She said, grinning sheepishly as she stood back up, again trying to stay balanced.
"And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am." She sang along with the music.
Charlie grinned at her. Even though she wasn't that great of a skater, she did have an awesome voice.
As Charlie watched Ellie sing and skate at the same time, a funny thing at that, he tripped over someone and fell down.
"S-sorry." He stuttered as he stood back up. Ellie had stopped to grin mischievously at him.
"Ha ha! You fell too!" she giggled in a singsong voice.
"Very funny!" he said with a grin as he stood up completely.
He looked to see whom he had run into and found no one.
Charlie shrugged his shoulders and continued skating with Ellie. She was getting better. She could now successfully multi-task by singing and skating at the same time. Or, at least sing and avoid falling down. But to Ellie, that was the same thing.
"So, what kind of music do you like?' he asked, knowing that was safe territory.
"All kinds I guess. I like a little bit of everything I guess." She replied neutrally.
"Name some of your favorite bands." He replied, interested to see what this girl found worthy of her listening.
"Um, I like Linkin Park, Green Day, Madonna, Three Doors Down, Creed, the entire Moulin Rouge Soundtrack, The All-American Rejects, Stacy Orrico, Eiffel 65, Avril Lavigne, Steven Curtis Chapmen...uh what else...oh yeah, I also like Red Hot Chili Peppers, Lifehouse, Shania Twain, Newsboys, Dixie Chicks, Weird Al, P.O.D., Relient K-" she started.
"I'm beginning to feel like that was a dumb question..." he said to himself with a grin as Ellie named off most likely any artist or group she had ever heard in her life.
"-Queen, Goo Goo Dolls, MXPX, Pillar, Nine Days, Blink 182, Bowling For Soup, ZOEgirl, Bon Jovi, Good Charlotte, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, Ewan McGregor even though he only sings in movies, Randy Travis, the song "Billy Jean" by Michael Jackson, Jessica Andrews, Cyndi Thomson, Chad Kroeger, Martina McBride, Evanescence, and last but not least, SUPERCHIC[K]!!!!!" she finished, gasping for breath. "I saved Superchic[k] for last because they're my favorite." She said with enthusiasm.
"Wow...how do you remember all that?" he asked, eyes wide at all the things she listed off.
She blinked as she thought this over. "I dunno. That's a good question..." she said, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion as she thought this over.
He laughed. "That's some talent. But I have to admit some of those don't sound familiar. Whose Superchic[k]?" he asked, considering that's the only one he didn't recognize that he could remember from the string of bands/single artists listed.
"Whose Superchic[k]? WHOSE SUPERCHIC[K]?! Only the BEST band in the WORLD!" she said dramatically, earning her funny looks from people around her.
He laughed. She sure had warmed up to him quick. "Enlighten me." He said with a grin.
"I think I will! Some time you will have to come be enlightened. But not today, I'm, in too much pain..." she said, gripping her hands and knees with mock-pain. She was actually starting to feel better about ice-skating but that didn't mean she wanted her 'lessons' to end. She was having the time of her life!
"I see." He said with a laugh.
He looked at his watch. They had been there for a few hours already. Ellie was starting to complain about how much her ankles hurt. His were just fine but he figured that was because he had been doing this whole life while she had only for a few hours.
"You ready to go home yet?" he asked as she sat down on a bench, her face flushed with exhilaration.
She shook her head no.
He couldn't help but stare at her. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold. He was surprised to see the only make-up she wore was a light layer of lip gloss. Most girls decided that just because everyone else wore make-up, they should too. He debated whether to ask her about it or if it would seem rude.
"Ellie?" he asked, sitting next to her. He only hoped she wouldn't take offense.
"Uh huh?" she asked, her breathing finally slowing back down. She had improved a lot that day. She could skate pretty fast. Her legs weren't that stable and she claimed she couldn't skate slowly or she would topple over. But then she added she couldn't skate fast without toppling over either.
"I noticed you don't were make-up. Any reason why?" he asked, entering un- charted territory.
"Too much work. Besides, I heard it'll give you wrinkles." She said with a laugh. "But seriously, I guess I just prefer not to. Once you start, you feel like you're ugly without it. I guess would just rather stick to the natural thing." She finished, reluctantly playing with a string on her ice skates. "Why?"
"Just curious. It's not common to find a girl who believes she can be pretty without make-up." He replied, not noticing the smile that spread across Ellie's face when he subtly admitted she was pretty.
She couldn't help but grin. Sure he hadn't SAID it straight out but when you like someone, you tend to hear things differently. She had never been told she was pretty before. And parents don't count. Okay, so one guy had but HE doesn't count either because...he just DOESN'T!
"I think I should probably take you home now." Charlie said, taking off his hockey skates.
She put on a pouty face. "But Chaaaaaaaarliiieee!!!" she said in a whiny voice.
He just smiled at her and shook his head. She returned the smile.
"Sorry Ellie, I have a feeling your ankles can't take too much more." He said, referring to all the times she had subtly mentioned the state of her aching ankles.
Letting out a sigh of defeat, she replied, "I guess so. But do you think we can do this again sometime?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and smiling.
"Sure El, that would be absolutely wonderful." He said with a grin.
Once he had put his skates in his backpack and had his tennis shoes on, he stood up. He offered her his arm and she accepted. "Shall we?" he said in a pretty bad British accent.
"We shall." She said in an equally horrible British accent.
They laughed at their sad attempts as they walked arm and arm out of the ice rink.
The two bright-eyed teens walked down the sidewalk in a comfortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
Soon enough they were standing on Ellie's doorstep, facing each other.
"Well, I guess I should go on in. It was nice hanging out with you Charlie. It made my day." She said with a soft smile.
He smiled back. "It was a pleasure being with you as well. See you again tomorrow?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, I would love that." She replied, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach.
They just stood there, staring at each other. Blue eyes met blue eyes.
He subconsciously reached out to grab her hand. At the physical contact, a jolt of electricity circulated through them.
His hand flew away as their eyes changed from dazed to confused. They each looked at their hand before Charlie cleared his throat, still extremely confused as to what that was and WHY he had reached for her hand in the first please. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD HE HAD A GIRLFRIEND!
"I-I'm sorry. I should probably go. S-see you later Ellie." Charlie said nervously as he nodded a farewell and turned to leave.
"Bye Charlie." She sighed. She had felt it too. It was a nice sensation. Weird, but nice.
She let one of those lovesick looks dominate her face as she walked into the house and up the stairs to her room in a daze.
This had been the best day of her life...