Their second date was not as formal, as they just took a walk around the park and stopped by an ice cream store. There were more things that she found out about him; he was Irish and adopted at a young age. He was also very good at skipping rocks but sucked at making jokes because they were all cheesy science ones.

"An atom walks into a bar and the bartender asks 'Why are you so down?' and the atom responds..." Diarmuid smiled so brightly.

"What does the atom say?" Arturia furrowed her brows trying her best to sound intrigued.

His smile grew a little bit more, "Because he lost his proton."

Arturia let out a chuckle and nudged him, "You are a dork. It's not even that funny."

Since he turned out to be a rather good person, they continued to go on small dates, only five to be exact. Walks around the park, out to the movies once and anything else that was not too expensive or bothersome for both of them; and fit into their schedules. But since Jeanne was dying to meet the famous 'Diarmuid', she was pressuring her friend to make them meet. She too had to judge him and check if he was worthy of her best friend and thus Arturia gave in.

Arturia had been planning the event for a few days now, it was hard to get Diarmuid free for a day and to be able to invite Jeanne over as well. Since Jeanne had practically begged her to make him meet her, it was finally happening. The day was bright, not failing to show it was summer, and the sun was warm as it leaked into the house through the French windows. Arturia took a deep breath because she knew that Jeanne would have some complaints, but definitely not any on his appearance.

The phone rang, filling the room with Jeanne's current favourite song; Kids by MGMT. She hurried to pick up the phone after she enjoyed the song for a little while, "Halo?" She mumbled as she was finishing curling her hair.

"Hey, um, what time are you heading over?" The familiar voice of her best friend came through.

Jeanne made sure not to burn herself with the curler, "I'll be there in five, okay? Tops ten because I'm doing my hair."

"You only need to walk for like two minutes," She heard Arturia take a bite of an apple after speaking.

"Actually," Jeanne smirked, "Google maps says one minute and twenty-six seconds," she sassed as she finished her hair and turned off the curler.

"So," the female on the other line began, "why are you curling your hair?"

"I simply wanted to look different," she mumbled, "the same look can get tiring, you know?"

"Haha," Arturia sarcastically laughed, "sure,"

"I can't wait!" Jeanne clapped her hands together as she looked around the room checking what she needed to take, "Why haven't you taken a picture of him?" She asked.

Arturia shrugged, "I don't feel like we are dating, it just feels as if we are simply hanging out," she shrugged, "I mean other than acting like friends, nothing has really happened."

"No kiss right?" Jeanne shot her head towards the phone because she needed to make sure that her friend was telling the truth, and she would make sure to heard it in her voice.

"No we haven't kissed, or even held hands; so you're good," she waved her hand as to dismiss the issue, although her friend could not see her.

"Okay good. I'm on my way, okay? I'm just going to grab a peach and I'll be there, okay? See ya."

"Okay okay, bye." And with that, the line went dead and Jeanne rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a peach. After washing it—since she did not like the fuzziness of it—she began to eat it and walk out of her house; not failing to forget her keys.

Jeanne took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders, "Beautiful day," she mumbled at the sky, "thank you." Since she did have a lot of faith, she would always thank the heavens for the day, even if the weather was not what she wanted.

Excited to see Arturia's boyfriend, she walked a little faster and let her lips form a bright smile. She passed a dozen houses before Arturia's came into view. She took another deep breath to tell herself not to expect too much from the male, and she slowed down.

Lifting her head from the floor, she noted a man parking a little further down the street. She bit her lower lip as the man left his car and began walking towards her. Her breath hitches as she recognized both the car and the man, "Sir," she greeted upon seeing the beauty mark.

The male tilted his head and smiled, "Jeanne, hello," he nodded.

"Umm, we don't have tutoring today... It's Wednesday not Thursday yet," Jeanne scratched her head.

The man chuckled lightly, "I know, I'm just here to visit my girlfriend." He pointed over at the house that they both had stopped in front of—Arturia's.

Jeanne blinked rapidly as she followed his pointing finger to her best friend's house, "Girlfriend?" She blurted.

"Uh," Diarmuid bit his lower lip, "sorry, but I do have a girlfriend. I mean, It really would have never worked out between us because you are my student..." He had not know that Jeanne had a liking to him and now he felt a little guilty to have made her think that he was into her.

"No, no," Jeanne shook her hand and flailed her hands for she did not actually like him in that way, "haha, no, there's no need to apologize and it isn't that. Haha, it was just a surprise that she lives close to me, that's all,"

"I see," he nodded, "So where are you off to?"

"The supermarket," it was the first thing that popped into her mind, and she wished it wasn't.

Diarmuid furrowed his brows, "You're going the wrong way," he smirked, "and I could drive you since it is rather far,"

Jeanne's violet eyes grew wide and se gasped, "Did I say supermarket? No, I meant the convenience store, haha," she nervously laughed, "you see, they both sell food so I always get confused."

"Oh, alright then, see you tomorrow." He gave one last smile and opened the small hate the house had.

Jeanne waved him off, "Hahah, yeah, bye," she returned the gesture and then hurried off to the convenience store.

Her heart was pounding loudly and she had to even out her breathing, but the ringing of her phone did not make he calm at all; in fact, she jumped in the air and gulped. Her hands were shaking and she almost dropped her phone, "Yes?"

"Hey, where are you? You said you would be here like ten minutes ago," Arturia was a little impatient.

"Um actually," Jeanne played with one of the curls of her hair, "I went to the convenience store to buy some cookies but I think I see your boyfriend, he's blond, right?"

"No, he has black hair and orange eyes, plus he's got a beauty mark,"

"Where? Where does he have the beauty mark," Jeanne crossed her fingers, hoping that it wasn't her tutor.

"Under his right eye, why?"

"Darn!" Jeanne gasped.

"What? What is it?"

Jeanne too a deep breath, "Something came up and I cannot make it, I am so sorry Artie, but I cannot make it." She hung up the phone before Arturia could counter attack.

Arturia furrowed her brows and frowned, "Jea—What the heck?" She growled after realizing that her friend left her on the line.

Arturia huffed and turned off her phone, "My friend can't make it today," she walked back to the living room, where he sat on the couch a little bit uncomfortably.

"Oh," he looked at her, still sitting rather stiff, "that's too bad."

"Well, since my friend cannot come, how about we go to the Amusement Park? I mean there is nothing else to do," Arturia shrugged, her lips in a thin line, almost a frown.

"The Amusement Park?" He blinked.

"Yes, the park;" she nodded, "surely you must have gone at least once."

"No, no," he shook his head, "I have gone."

"Okay, good." She gave him another nod and then walked over to the door, where he soon followed her to.

They were silent as they left her house, and entered his car. He did not fail to open the car door for her and be the gentleman he was. He rounded the car and entered it before he turned to her and he smiled, "I am glad that we get to meet up today,"

"Yes," She mumbled as she put on her seat belt, "I think so as well. But anyways, she looked out her window, how was work?"

"It went well, I had to tutor a boy today so it wasn't much trouble for me, but I just saw one of my female students on my way here," He put the car in drive, "What a small world, huh?"

"Oh, she lives around here?" Arturia turned to him and furrowed her brows.

"Yes, she lives a few houses away from you," he nodded in response, "a bright girl. She's really good at chemistry."

"Oh, I see," she nodded, "well, it is a rather small world these days."

"Oh," Diarmuid frowned, "I was really hoping to get to meet your friend," he huffed, "well, maybe next time." He seemed hopeful about it, but it made Arturia feel a bit guilty.

"Yeah, next time." She tried to make her smile more genuine while trying to ignore the fact that her friend had annoyed her greatly. The rest of the ride was silent and they finally arrived at the Amusement Park without any complaints and no awkward red lights and songs on the radio; which Arturia was grateful for.

Diarmuid gave another smile, "So where to first? The spinning cups or the roller coaster?"

She ran a hand through her hair and nodded, "Roller coaster, I feel the cups will make me sick." She deadpanned and then made her way ahead of him, her lips in a straight line. If she was not going to look genuinely happy then she was going to look serious to try to hide her stress, and hopefully to make him a little bit more distant as she tried to make sense of things and of the relationship that they were in. She knew that it was going to be hard, but at least she would get the thoughts straight and not dwell all over the place.

Nothing had seemed to go Arturia's way because most of the main roller coasters were requiring her to be 4 entire inches taller; and it was not like her shoes would give her that extra boost anyways. Maybe the Amusement Park was not the brightest idea. Sighing in defeat, she rolled her eyes and settled for the dreaded spinning cups.

"I did not know you were—"

"Do not dare say it." Arturia growled his way, "They simply cannot allow a king to hurt herself." She tried to make up a stupid excuse of why she was not allowed on most of the rides. She usually got away with those four inches when she was with Jeanne because the people did not notice the two inch difference, but standing next to a man that was an entire foot taller than you... well that was a totally different story.

"Well then, my King, do you want to ride the Ferris wheel instead?" He looked over at her (more like down at her).

Arturia licked a bit of her vanilla Ice Cream and glanced at him, "But it's so slow."

"But," he reasoned, "You'll be the King of the Hill," he winked at her.

She tilted her head, "Alright, I guess," she shrugged.

~Author's Note~

Hope you guys liked it ;) Haha, kinda left you at a cliff hanger there (Sorta) haha! But I really hope you guys enjoyed it :) See you next time :))

Sincerely,

~Ms. AtomicBomb