Bonjour amigos! Ha ha ha! I just said hello friends in franglish. I love that word FRANGLISH! Anyways, just so you know, no, I did not drive off the edge of a cliff and die. I have just been a little busy transitioning into high school. I will probably be having freakish update periods from now on. But, on the bright side, I did not completely give up on my stories. So, with out further ado. C'est capítulo tres de me cuento (This is chapter three of my story) How I Met Your Father. Zia will do the disclaimer.

Zia: magicalunicorn000 does not own the Kane Chronicles.

Me: Mercias! (FRANGLISH)

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Today I am meeting Carter's best friend Walt. Short for Walter. Carter told me never to call him that. Whoops.

They have been friends since the second grade when Walt gave Carter half of his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Boys. I will never understand their relationships. Apparently, if a guy shares his food with another guy, they automatically become best friends.

However, Walt is one of the major people in Carter's life, so if I don't make a good impression… well, let's not think about that.

I also feel very honored that Carter is beginning to introduce me to people he cares about. That means he cares about me. Carter is the sweetest guy in the world. No joke. I love him.

Did I just say that? Oh man. Forget I said that. Oh god. I just said that I love Carter Kane. I love Carter Kane. I love Carter Kane. Sorry, just getting used to the sound of that. Love. I don't think I have been in love with someone since… well, that's not important. Carter is important. Carter. Zia. Carter and Zia. Zia Kane. That has a nice ring to it. Oh man, I am getting off track, aren't I. Where was I? Oh yes. Walt.

Carter picked me up at seven o'clock sharp. He was always on time. That is one of the things I love about him. There is that word again. Love. We drove into Manhattan, and Carter parked outside a restaurant called Rio Grande. He got out and then came over to my side and opened he door for me.

"Thank you tree." I said with a smirk.

Carter glared at me playfully and then replied, "Your welcome Eli." I rolled my eyes and he laughed. We linked arms and walked into the restaurant together.

As soon as we were inside, a man yelled, "Shopping Cart!"

Carter replied, "Double V!" They hugged, or should I say 'man hugged' and then Carter stepped back and introduced me.

"No." Walt said. "This is Zia?" Walt turned to me. "You do realize you are way out of his league right?"

Carter rolled his eyes and pulled me closer to him. I kissed him on the cheek to reassure him that I didn't agree with Walt's last statement. Then we all made our way over to the table, sat down, and began to chat.

"So, Zia. Where did you go to school?" Walt asked me.

"Oh dear. You didn't tell him?" I asked Carter. He shook his head.

"Didn't tell me what?" Walt asked, confused.

"Zia is a Yalie." Carter stated.

"NO WAY!" Walt said, in shock. "You are a Yalie?"

"Born and bred." I replied.

"And you guys like each other?"

"Yes." Carter and I replied in unison. I squeezed his hand under the table.

"Amazing. You know that the Stanford Yale football game is coming up?" Walt asked.

"Yes, we know. We had a long chat about that on the way here." Carter replied, stealing a quick glance at me. "Speaking of Yale, where is Marie?"

"I don't know. She should be here by now…" I was interrupted by none other than Marie.

"Hey guys!" she greeted.

"Hey!" I stood up and hugged her. She took a seat next to Walt.

"Hi. I'm Walt." Walt stated.

"Marie. Marie replied. She held out her hand and Walt took it, and shook it for a bit too long. I looked over at Carter. He had a mischievous smile on his face. I raised my eyebrows at him. Walt and Marie? That would be an interesting couple. Carter cleared his throat and the two lovebirds let go. I looked at Marie with a raised eyebrow. She blushed and turned away. Walt and Marie blabbed away the rest of the night, which gave Carter and I a chance to talk.

"Who would've know this would turn into a double date." Carter questioned.

"Mmmmm. I should have suspected. I mean, they are pretty perfect together."

"I agree. Their personalities bare a lot of resemblance."

"Isn't that the truth." I replied.

"SO wait a second. I can't believe I never asked you this before, but, what sports did you do at Yale? I'm interested." Carter asked me.

"Soccer in the fall, Basketball in the winter."

"Because of your dad."

"Yes."

"And Crew all year round."

"Crew? Interesting."

"And what about you? What sports did you play?"

"Basketball in the winter, and track all year round."

"Oh track. What events?"

"Triple jump, 400, and 200."

"Wow. Did you love it?"

"Very much so. I especially loved beating Yale at all my events."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, so you didn't have too much fun I guess, since we beat you a lot."

"Oh no, quite the contrary." He replied with a smirk. I gave him one of my world famous death glares. He just laughed at me. I couldn't help it. I laughed along with him. He leaned over and kissed me. When we broke apart, he was smiling like an idiot. I told him that. He just smiled even more. He went in for another kiss, but I put my finger over my lips to stop him.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what you trees over there at Stanford do. But I am a Yalie, and Yalies are proper people with a high intolerance for PDA." I said with a fake snobby accent.

Carter rolled his eyes and replied, "Yeah well, Yalies are also notorious for lying through their teeth." I smiled as he kissed me again.

When we had finished eating, we went our separate ways. Walt and Marie were off to catch a late night showing of Are You my Mummy. Oh yeah, they definitely hit it off tonight. Carter and I decided to take a walk. I showed him the hospital I was born in, and my family's first apartment down in TriBeCa.

"Cute place." Carter murmured.

"It's even cuter inside." Suddenly I was aware that it was very chilly outside. I shivered.

"Cold?" Carter asked.

"A bit." I replied. Carter took off his jacket and placed it around my shoulders. "Thank you. But now how are you going to stay warm?"

"Like this." He replied, pulling me under his arm and squeezing me tight. I laughed and wrapped my arms around him. He turned so that we were facing each other. He slowly leaned down and kissed me gently. When we broke apart, we stared into each other's eyes.

"I love you." Carter stated. I just stared at him. He loved me! I was the happiest girl in the world. I stood up on my tip toes so that we were at a more equal height. I pressed my lips against his forcefully. It was a new type of kiss. It was more… passionate. I broke the kiss after a few minutes and returned to my normal height.

"I love you too." I whispered.

I took off Carter's coat and hung it over my arm. I was plenty warm now.

Ha ha ha. I bet you are Zia, I bet you are. Awwwwwww, you got to love that Zarter, don't you folks? I know I do. I am OBSESSED actually. Anyways, I hope you liked it. Hope it was worth the wait. So… REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Por favor/S'il vous plait. Gotta love that FRANGLISH! LOL. Adios/Au Revoir til next time. Paz amour y crepes! –magicalunicorn000