Hey, hey, hey, it's *insert present day here* day! For your convenience an example:-

eg. Friday!

Now, on to the reason why you came around -

' When you come around.' OK OK!!! Sorry! That was terrible!

Anywayz, swiftly moving on: This chpt happens after a good few weeks. R n R plz!

CHAPTER 10 (Ice Ice Baby)

'Noooo!' screamed Sora as she slid flat on her bum. The ice on the rink was stinging it to numbness. She and Matt had decided to go skating and were now skidding mindlessly on the ice, shoving each other childishly. They had been hanging out, as friends, for the past three or four weeks. Sora had made sure that it had stayed that way because she knew that within a few more weeks he would be gone. It should have been to keep herself on the face of the planet but there had been no reminders from 'Dr. Evil' and Sora thought that him as good as gone.

Matt wiped away the tears of laughter in his eyes and held out a 'helping' hand to her. Sora grabbed hold and pulled. Matt slipped and landed on top of her. His laughter rang on long after Sora's had ceased.

He opened his eyes to see Sora's sparkling amber ones inches away. Their eyes locked and Sora found it difficult to turn away. She sighed softly, uncontrollably which she thought would drive Matt back into reality. Instead, he was swept into a delicate dream. His face and lips inched closer to hers. Sora lay motionless and unable to move, her fingers tingling. His heart pounded and their lips touched. Sora grew uncontrollably defenceless. She had no intention of pulling back, so instead she returned his kiss with one just as passionate.

But suddenly their entire bubble of fancy was burst, by the whistling and jeering of a group of guys at the other side of the rink. Matt broke away and looked up to glare at them. Sora took her chance and gently, but firmly, pushed Matt away. She wobbled unsteadily on her skates toward the edge of the ice rink. Matt was left shouting after her to wait as he staggered and stumbled hurriedly to catch up with her. Sora tore off her skates and hauled on her sneakers. Matt sat down anxiously next to her. Sora grabbed her bag and jacket and raced up the stairs to the car park. Matt sprinted to catch up with her again.

However he reached the parking lot only to see Sora pulling out with her car. She clutched on to the steering wheel with sweaty hands. Her head spun with regrets: I shouldn't have done that! Now who knows whether either of us will live to see Christmas this year! She felt really guilty about leaving him there, so confused and hurt. The worst thing was that he was unavoidable; they were bound to bump into each other at the hotel. Now, him leaving seemed more like a relief than a burden or fear.

CHAPTER 11 (The Fast n the Furious)

Sora slammed the brakes down and skidded to a halt in front of the red robot. She tapped her fore finger impatiently on the steering wheel. Somehow, Matt always managed to do things to her that had this kind of effect on her: slamming of car doors, brakes etc. Sora couldn't wait any longer and decided to take the less travelled shortcut back to her apartment.

She swerved into a dark and narrow alleyway and was about to accelerate again when she noticed another car close behind her. It wasn't Matt's but it was a silver sports car. It crossed the solid white line on the dingy street to overtake her. Sora slowed down to give the car way, but instead, it swerved right into her.

Sora's fury once again rose and she turned to see what moron was driving, but the windows were tinted a dark shade of grey. She started driving faster to get away but not fast enough because she received yet another shove on the side of her car. Then she tried slowing down, which did the trick. The car carried on but only for a split second and then it veered in front of her. The smell of burnt rubber filled her nose and Sora started to feel afraid.

She knew better than to get out, but she didn't have to. 'Good evening, Sora.' bellowed a gruff voice from behind her. Sora instinctively spun around to see where the voice was coming from. It was the bodyguard.

'I hope that you haven't forgotten about us. You know what the professor wants but he wants it in the very near future. And by the looks of things, we don't have long to wait.' said the bulky man. Sora listened on in shock and dread. He continued, 'And after you get back to us, we're certain that all this 'private business' will stay private.'

Sora glanced through the review mirror to see if there was any sign of life outside. The bodyguard straightened the tie of his navy blue penguin suit and then cleared his throat, 'You are to phone us on this number to tell us what we want to know. Before next week, same time.' Then he placed a small folded piece of paper next to him on the back seat.

His last few words hung statically in the air. But with only one last glance of his cold, grey eyes he left. Sora turned in her seat. With cold, clammy hands she turned the key in the ignition.

She could still smell his presence.

~ 'YAAAAAAAAAY!' :-v

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