Roxanne closed the filing cabinet shut, exhausted for the day. Her brain was tired of looking at countless graphs and patient reports. She placed her white binder on the table next to her, shut off the computer and turned to leave.

She heard the rustling of keys coming from outside the door, which made her stop in her tracks. It was late. No one was supposed to be on this floor. She was ordered to shut down the labs.

The door opened and in walked a girl, with pink and blue hair covering her eyes. She looked up, startled.

"I'm so sorry," she said. Roxanne noticed the English accent on her. "I thought no one was here."

"I was about to leave." Roxanne replied, examining the girl closely. She was sure that she had seen her somewhere.

"I'm Cora, I intern here." The girl said, dropping a large file on the nearby table. "I don't want you to think I'm just some straggler."

Roxanne gasped. It was the girl on the skateboard.

The one from earlier.

"I saw you." Roxanne said. "You were outside the Science Building."

Cora looked down, blushing. She pushed her bang away and looked up at Roxanne. "Haha, you saw that? It's an act that my brother makes us do."

"Your brother?"

"The leader, Mikolaj." Cora said.

"Oh, well that was impressive. You had my friend Bradley stunned." Roxanne said, remembering how both Max and Bradley had looked.

"Bradley? Bradley Uppercrust the Third?" Cora asked. "What did he think?"

"Yeah, him. He didn't say anything, but I could tell." Roxanne looked at the clock. It was getting late. She had to meet Stacey for dinner, Bobby was coming over.

She swung her bag over her shoulder and walked towards the door. "I have to go, Cora. But it was so nice meeting you. I'm glad we both intern here. I'll see you around?"

Cora nodded. "For sure. I could use someone to talk to besides my teammates. God knows they can be bloody boring."

Roxanne laughed and waved, closing the door behind her.

Roxanne walked up towards her house, having decided to take the bus. Stacey had needed the car to buy groceries. She looked to her right, spotting Max's house. He would be alone today, since Bobby was going to be at their place.

She stopped, looking down at her white flats, thinking.

Maybe I should invite him over… it's just dinner anyways.

No, it's not my place. He has a girlfriend.

Ugh, Roxanne are you implying that you see him other than just a friend?

She shook her head, frustrated at herself. She sighed and crossed the street, clutching to her bag tightly. She looked at her watch. Half past eight.

"What do you mean you're going out?" Max asked into the phone. "I wanted to come over."

"Babe, I need time for myself. The semester has barely started and I'm stressed. You haven't made it easy for me." Jasmine responded.

"I know, and I wanted to apologize. Maybe I can make it up to you somehow?" Max combed his fingers through his hair, closing his eyes.

"Can we talk about this tomorrow?" Jasmine asked.

"Where are you going?" Max was annoyed. Didn't she care to fix things?

"To Lola's place. We are going to do our nails and just watch movies. Girl stuff. I appreciate you calling me, but I really have to go. I'm still upset at you. But we can fix this tomorrow. Have a goodnight, I love you." He heard her hang up before he could say anything. He put the phone down, frustrated.

He slammed his fist against the table, wanting more than anything to get out of the wheelchair prison he was in. He was limited in what he could do, and now his own girlfriend was avoiding him and there was nothing he could do about it.

This semester is the worst, he thought.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

Who the heck would come over now? Did Bobby forget his keys?

He rolled over to the door, unlocking it. He opened it and found Roxanne standing in front of him, wearing a tight blue skirt and a long polka dotted light green shirt under what looked like a white lab coat. She smiled at him, obviously shy.

"Hey," she said, her cheeks flushed. "Sorry to bother you, I just thought- well maybe- you'd like to come over for dinner?"

He sat there, staring at her. She was literally standing in front of him. Was this for real?

"Um? Max?"

He shook his head. "Oh yes! I'd love to, Roxanne."

She smiled, and nodded. "Okay, you want to get ready?"

"Yes! Sorry you caught me at a bad time, come in, I'll just get my shoes." Max said, feeling nervous. She still makes me feel nervous…

"About last time, I hope I didn't cause any trouble with your girlfriend." Roxanne said, stepping into the house. Max closed the door behind him.

"Oh, that- well…" he couldn't find the right words. He didn't want to lie to her. "Everything's okay now."

She turned to look at him, squinting her eyes. "What do you mean now?"

"Haha, Well she might have been a little upset." He said, chuckling.

"I'm sorry, Max." she said, "I didn't know your dad was going to call me out like that."

"You were the only girl I ever was crazy about." Max said, and caught himself. He did not just say that. He clasped his hands over his mouth, eyes wide. She was staring at him and then she turned, smiling. She let out a giggle, which then became a full hearted laugh. He remembered her laugh, something he hadn't heard in years. He began to laugh alongside her, when suddenly he felt his stomach drop.

"AHHH HYUCCCK!" He clasped his hands over his mouth again, his blood rushing to his face. He had just done the goof laugh, right in front of Roxanne. Stupid, stupid Max! Why after all these years have you decided to laugh like an idiot?! Oh my gosh now she's going to think you're still the same loser she knew in high school. He thought, waiting to see her reaction.

"I missed your laugh." She said, placing her hand over his. He felt his ears stand up. "May I take a seat?"

"Whaaaat?" Max asked, surprised. "On me?"

"No!" Roxanne stepped back from him, blushing. "On the sofa!"

Max slapped his hand over his head. "I'm so stupid. Sorry! I don't know what's wrong with me tonight. Yes, please take a seat. I'll go get my shoes and we can head out."

Roxanne let out a laugh, which was a relief to hear.

Bradley watched as a group of college students gathered in the house across from his. The Megalos are having a party all right, he thought, looking through the blinds. He put his binoculars down, grabbing his drink. He sipped it and went back at spying the new Greek neighbors.

His eyes found Cora, the girl he had run into at the hospital. She was wearing the smallest shorts he had ever seen on a girl, with a short top. He noticed how toned her legs were, and tan. He loved the color tan. She was talking to some blond dude, who Bradley recognized as the guy from the café. He had forgotten his name, but he couldn't mistake that face.

One of the Megalos members was doing tricks for the crowd, which made Bradley green with jealousy.

"Lousy, that wasn't even done right." He said out loud, watching as the crowd cheered him on.

The leader, Zeus as he was known, walked out of the house, and behind him was no other than the red head Bradley knew all too well.

"Huh? What do we have here?" he zoomed in on her, noticing the drink on her left hand. Zeus placed an arm around her and whispered something into her ear making her giggle. "Interesting."

He laughed. "Goof won't like this."

He went back to looking around the yard, looking for Cora.

"Where did she go? She was just there,"

"Who me?"

He turned around quickly, his heart pounding. She stood at the door, arms on her hips. He placed the binoculars behind his back, regaining his posture.

"How did you get in?" he asked, trying to sound normal. "No one is allowed at the Gamma house unless I give my permission."

"Yeah, yeah." She smirked. "Because your possè downstairs, which happens to be only one guy, would have said no to me."

Bradley found that he enjoyed hearing her talk, her English accent making her words sound sophisticated in a way. He didn't even care that she was being sassy with him.

"Where are the rest of my guys?" he asked.

"At my party. It's my birthday." She said. "I came over to see if you wanted to come over."

"Your birthday?" he was caught off guard. So that's what the party is for…

"Yeah,"

"But I didn't authorize my guys to go to your birthday!" he said, trying to give off the façade that he didn't care.

She raised an eyebrow. "Okay, your loss."

She walked away. Bradley groaned and threw his binoculars on the bed, following her down the hall. He saw his eyes roam down to her bottom, hypnotized by the way she moved. He shook his head.

"Why the heck are you naked anyways?" he asked, following her down the stairs. Sam, one of the freshmen, was standing by the door. He bowed when he saw Bradley.

"Sam, go to the party. Lock the doors behind you." Bradley ordered, walking behind Cora. He heard her giggle.

"OKAY!" Sam said, excited.

"I'm not naked. We have a pool in the backyard." She stopped walking, causing him to run into her. They were out on his yard now. He grabbed her before she fell over. He felt his cheeks go red as his arms held her. She turned around, her face as red as his.

"Watch it." She said, pushing away.

"You watch it." He yelled. "You're the one that decided to stop walking with no warning!"

"I'm taking it that you're coming?" she asked, completely ignoring him.

"Argh!" he swung his hands into the air. He leaned over, so that they were face to face. "Yes, I am coming over. Only because my men are over there."

She smiled and nodded. "Fair enough."

Bradley rolled his eyes but felt something he hadn't felt in a while. Happiness. Real happiness.