"Charity!" Luke exclaimed. She stopped and turned and looked at him as he pushed through the crowd on the stairs and ran down the hall to her. "Hey," he said, smiling.

"Hi," she replied. "Nice work, not falling on your face."

"I tried," he said, smiling. He reached down and grabbed her hand and laced their fingers around each others.

She smiled. They walked down the hall and noticed people staring at them. She looked at them. "Whatcha starin' at?" she asked, they turned away.

"Be nice, Charity," he said, dropping her hand and putting his arm around her waist.

She smiled. "I was nice."

He laughed and they rounded the corner and walked out of the school.