Sorry that this chapter took a little bit longer to post, but it is here and up and ready to read. It's better than nothing right? Now you can't kill me VD for not posting this. Yes. I'm already working on the next chapter, so don't worry.

I would also like to thank my co-writer who has given me so many idea for this chapter and also doing some needed editing. If it wasn't for her, I would still be sitting here, thinking about what I should write for this chapter. Her OC character is Jones in this. That's also probably why Jones showed up a lot more in this chapter compared to the others. Also a shout out to my newly found fan and her OC Harry. Thanks for your support!

Now before I ramble on anymore, I will let all of you continue on and actually get to reading the next chapter of my story! I mean that's why you came here after all!

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Chapter 3: A Chance with Ezio

I remained laying in the infirmary bed. I was surrounded by pillows and soft, red blankets. I snuggled them in close to my body. I was still a bit tired and didn't feel like waking up. The curtains were left open from last night, and I regretted not closing them. The sun was shining brightly and into my face. It made it hard to fall back asleep. I rolled over and faced the door. I could hear the quiet rustling of people outside of the door. The door flew open and Jones entered the room. She had a firm grasp on Ezio's arm and was dragging him in. She closed the door behind them.

"Are you doing alright, Evangelina?"

"I'm getting a bit better."

"Well that's all I came here for. I need to get away from Ezio here. Have fun."

Jones left the room quickly and I was left in the room alone with Ezio. I sat up and leaned against the headboard. I stared at his leather boots, not wanting to make eye contact. The room was in absolute silence. The both of us remained in the awkward silence for only a few seconds before I decided to say something.

"So. Now what?

"You tell me. Jones forced me to come here and I'm not leaving because Jones would kill me of I left early. She would know that I didn't talk to you."

"Why did Jones bring you here?"

"She said that you had something to say."

"What?"

"She said it; not me."

"Well I don't want to say anything."

"So there is something?"

"Like I would tell you, that I have a crush on you." Oh Shit. There I go again. That wasn't suppose to come out of my mouth.

"Is that it? I already knew that much."

"You did?"

"Yeah. It wasn't too hard to guess. I mean, only be a complete idiot would not have guessed that one."

"I guess it wasn't than."

"So... umm. How did you get in here anyways."

"In where?"

"The infirmary."

"Oh. Well. You see. I was in my battle techniques class and my partner stabbed me."

"I'm glad to at least hear that it wasn't your fault this time."

He was a bit harsh about it, but it was the truth. This time is wasn't my fault. Every other time, it would have been me injuring myself to get me in here. It was strange to think about. There was some more awkward silence. This conversation was clearly going to be going nowhere interesting. Ezio took a few steps towards the bed and sat on the edge. I looked up at him to see his expression. Perhaps I would be able to figure out what he was thinking because this wasn't like him. He showed only the slight hint of worry and sadness on his face. It completely confused me.

"How is the wound? Is it healing okay?"

I wasn't able to get a single word in before he started to the tug at my loose bed robes. The sleeve of my left side, slide down my arm. It left the bloody bandages exposed. His hand moved back as he stared at it. With my good hand, I pulled the sleeve back up and gently let it fall back to where it was from before. I didn't want the reminder about everything showing. He was now looking at me instead of my wound.

"There's no need to worry. I'm fine. I always do recover."

"I can't help it. Sorry."

"It's okay."

"Do you know when you will be able to leave the infirmary?"

"The medic is suppose to come in later today and see how well it is healing. He said that I will probably get to go home within the next few days or so. Maybe sooner. I don't know."

"That's good. It would suck if you had to stay here any longer than that."

"Do you think that it's been long enough that Jones won't kill you if you leave?"

"What? You want me to leave?"

"No. Don't take it that way. It's just that I'm getting tired."

"I think so. I know you need your rest, so I will let you sleep."

Ezio stood onto his feet ever so swiftly. I slid down so I was laying once again. He pulled the covers over my shoulders and let it rest there peacefully. I'm sure he would have tucked me in more if he wasn't concerned with hurting me with my shoulder. He whispered something that I was sure towards me, but I couldn't hear what it was. I didn't bother asking what it was though. If it was important enough, I would learn what he said in due time. He turned himself around and walked away as I listened to his footsteps. The click of the door reassured me that I was now the only one in the room. I enjoyed it because it was nice and peaceful.

"So how did it go with Ezio?" Perhaps I was wrong about the alone thing. I didn't hear her come into the room. That spoiled my plans.

"You're a bitch."

"For what? Helping you get with Ezio or disturbing your beauty sleep?"

"Yes I'm mad at you for ruining my 'beauty sleep', but also the Ezio thing. That's not how you do it."

"Oh, shut up. You'll thank me later."

"Don't make me tell Malik that you actually like him, and more than just a boy toy."

"Don't be a cunt."

"Well I'm not Lucrezia Borgia, thank you very much."

"Alright then. I have other things to do. I'll let you get your beauty sleep for Ezio."

I glared at Jones in annoyance as she left the room. It wasn't long after that Jones left, when the medic came in to do an examination of how my shoulder was doing. I was able able to leave later tonight, after they give me another dose of the antibiotics. I was also give the all so pleasant lecture on being careful. It was only expected that I was told not to do anything strenuous and I had to observe the next few battle techniques class and free running. I wasn't all to disappointed with that news. That was just that much less work that I had to do.

A few days after I was released I was able to get enough will to go to my first class since the incident. History wasn't my favourite class, but at least I got to see some of my friends for a change. I was still a bit mad with Jones, so I didn't talk to her during class. I just sat there and listened to her conversation with Altaïr and Malik. I think that they were talking about something about the constellations.

" Altaïr. Shut up. I'm teaching a lesson here."

"Really Jones. Stop getting me in trouble you asshole."

Jones continued to talk, even with the threat of Altaïr. I knew that she wasn't worried about Mrs. Harry Davies yelling at her for talking or anything. Mrs. Davies was Jones' sister, so she could get away with basically anything. Malik was almost the same situation. She knew that Jones really liked Malik, so she didn't punish him for much either.

"Shut up Altaïr. I'm not giving you any more warnings."

"There you go again you frigin' asshole."

"Well then don't turn around you dumbass."

"That's not fair."

"I don't see how it's not fair."

"That's it Altaïr. You're coming with me to the main office. There's no tolerance for that."

The entire class watched as Altaïr and Mrs. Davies walked out of the room. Now what was I going to do. It was entertaining, watching Altaïr and Jones arguing like that. I wasn't sure if I wanted to watch a conversation between Jones and Malik. It might get a but mushy and that's not something I was interested in. I sat there, tapping my pencil thinking of something else to keep me entertained.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"What?"

"I said. Are you still mad at me? You know. The Ezio situatio."

"Oh. No. I guess not."

"That's good. So what did you and Ezio talk about?"

"Well he already knew I had a crush on him. There wasn't much more that we could talk about."

"That's all. Did you at least get another date planned?"

"Not yet. Um. He said we would plan something once I was out of the infirmary. I still have yet to go over to his door room to tell him that I'm ready for one."

"Well you better hurry up about it. Love don't last forever."

"I will after class. That will be the first thing I do. Alright?"

"Alright."

I took in a deep breathe and gave a sigh. Maybe Jones and everyone else was right. I couldn't help but think now, that maybe I do have a chance with Ezio. Even if it was a small chance, it was a chance none the less. I just have to gain a little more courage and try a bit harder to get him. It couldn't hurt to give it a try. Once the class was finished, I walked straight to the dorm rooms. I stood there in front of his door. I was too nervous to knock, especially knowing how embarrassed I would be if he wasn't in there. I don't want his room mate thinking that we are a couple or something strange about me. I held my hand up against the wood, getting ready to knock.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Fear ran through my thoughts. Someone caught me standing in front of Ezio's dorm room like a fool. I should have just knocked and avoided looking like an idiot. Slowly turning around, I said to the person, "No it's fine. I was just looking for Ezio because I have a question for him. I guess he's not here. I'll just come back later." I looked up at them to discover that it was Ezio that I was talking to. Yet again, I was making myself look stupid. I should have looked first to see that it was him behind me.

"Well then you can ask me."

Ezio reached around me and opened the door. He proceed to walk into the room leaving the door open. I followed behind him. I looked around and I was glad that there was no one else in the room. That would make asking him a little less embarrassing. I bit on my lip, waiting for him to say something. Maybe that would help. He threw his books on his bed and then turned around and leaned against the post of the bunk bed.

"So. What did you want to ask me?"

"Umm. Well. Yeah. You see... uh."

"Come on now. I already know you like me, so it's going to be no surprise to me whatever you want to say. I would just get whatever it it said and over with."

"Ok. Well. I was wondering if... I was wondering if you like me?"

"If you want a date, how about tomorrow evening. I'll meet you at the fountain."

I couldn't believe that he was actually asking me, Evangelina, on a date. I didn't even come here to get one. All I wanted was to know how he felt about me. To see if I should just try to move on or try and date him. This at least answered that question.

"Well. Is it a date?"

"Yeah. It's a date."