Amanda rang the doorbell and straightened her dress. After a few beats Michael opened the door and looked Nikita up and down.
"WOW" he managed to let escape his mouth after gawking at her making her heart stop beating.
"DAD!" he clamoured.
Percy ascended down the stairs his eyes glued to Amanda.
"My, my, my Amanda" he sang kissing her hand.
Amanda, Michael and Nikita burst out laughing. Percy opened the front passenger sat to his BMW Convertible allowing Amanda to get in before shutting the door and clambering into the driver's seat. Michael did the same for Nikita who was impressed by his chivalrous act. While they were driving to the restaurant Michael intertwined his fingers with Nikita's and caressed her hand with his thumb, drawing small circles over her knuckles.
Upon arriving at the restaurant Michael was the first one to bounce out of the car he turned on his heel and opened the door for Amanda and then Nikita, who he held his arm out for. Nikita graciously took it and wrapped her own tanned arm around his tightly feeling the slight trembling shooting through his arm at her touch Nikita blushed a dark crimson.
Finally entering the restraint Percy captured a Maître d' and spoke softly "Table for four under the name of Rose, Percy"
The foursome was lead to their table; both Percy and Michael pulled out a chair for their date then took their own seats.
Michael ordered two salads and two waters while Amanda ordered soup and Percy too ordered a chicken soup and a bottle of their finest wine.
Nikita looked at Michael who was pulling funny faces as he chewed on his food. She couldn't help but release a low chuckle.
"Michael don't you usually order chicken soup when we come to this place?" Percy asked eyeing his son suspiciously.
Michael looked up and took a gargantuan gulp of his food and said "I'm making a change for the best" Using his fingers to quoted best.
Looking at Nikita he smiled at her happy face.
Michael cautiously slid his hand under the table and poked Nikita's thigh. She looked up and smacked his arm playfully.
"This means war" Michael whispered to Nikita.
During dinner Michael and Nikita weren't the only ones talking a lot. Amanda and Percy were too.
The groups first cause arrived and the food was delicious, and the smell spoke to their waiting stomachs.
During the drive home Michael asked his dad if the two women could come round to theirs. Agreeing Percy turned to Amanda and invited her round she agreed.
When they arrived at home Michael opened the door and let everyone in he grabbed Nikita's fragile hand and tugged her upstairs.
"So about this babysitting job" he began "When is it?" Michael asked.
"Saturday night. The Munchkin will be coming round to mine at seven in the evening until ten thirty. You don't have to stay all night or anything"
"Would you mind if I did?" Michael inquired.
"No do you want to?" Nikita asked
"Maybe" He replied cheekily.
They spent hours sat talking in Michael's room. They spoke about everything and nothing. Falling more in love with each other without realising.
Meanwhile, Percy and Amanda were talking about jobs and drinking more alcohol.
"Amanda, how would you feel about working with me at the school?" Percy asked.
"I'd love to shame I can't though" Amanda answered honestly.
"Why can't you?" Percy asked becoming more intrigued by her answers.
"You don't have any job openings" Amanda laughed.
"I actually need a new assistant like a left hand woman. Someone, with your qualifications." Percy bleatingly said.
"Percival Rose are you offering me a job?" Amanda said in a sarcastic tone.
"Yes. Yes Amanda, I think I am"
Amanda snapped out of her daze and questioned "For real?"
"Yes, you start tomorrow at eight thirty sharp" Percy informed.
The next morning Amanda shouted her good byes to Nikita as she left for work. Nikita looked at her clock and shrugged the earliness of Amanda leaving. It wasn't long before Nikita and Michael walked into school hands locked with one and other. Michael walked Nikita to her gym class and waited with her until he had to leave for his own class. Before Michael left he leant against Nikita forcing their bodies together and slowly lowered his lips on to Nikita's. The kiss was firm and long, when Michael slowly dragged his lips away Nikita's heart melted. Michael saw her small smile and pecked her cheek before he ran to his class.
"How did he end up with her?" A sandy haired boy questioned as he walked off to the other side of the building.
Nikita shrugged it off and went to class.
Lunch time finally dropped by freeing everyone from the knowledge been pudhed upon them. Nikita slammed her bag on the table and plopped into her seat at the dinner table.
"Whoa Nikki what bit you?!" Birkhoff commented.
"Don't call me Nikki" She snapped.
"Ooo" Birkhoff remarked looking for an escape.
Michael sat down and greeted everyone. Alex shook her head at Michael and moved her eyes towards Nikita, signalling something was up.
"What's up?" Michael asked looking at Nikita.
Nikita didn't speak just shook her head and pulled out an apple.
"Nikita you should eat more than just an apple,want me to get you a salad?" Michael asked.
Nikita glared at Michael before getting up and stomping away.
"Okay so that was weird" Michael said looking at Birkhoff. "What did you do?"
"Me?! Nothing just said hi" Birkhoff replied.
Michael took his bag and Nikita's and went on a hunt for her. He found her sat in the library. Her apple had vanished. Michael slid down next to her and watched as she looked out of the window at the view.
"What's up?" Michael asked his voice calming.
"Nothing. I'm fine" Nikita lied.
"No, come on" Michael coaxed.
"It's just that in gym class today some girls they… they didn't like the fact that the new girl is dating the hottest guy in school. I got called a slut for kissing you. Or when you kiss me. I just didn't know people would act this crazy over you." Nikita admitted.
"You should hear what some of the guys are saying. They keep telling me how lucky I am that I have a girlfriend who doesn't just like me for my body and that I should be thank my lucky stars. You know what. They're right. Any guy would be lucky to have you. Don't listen to the girls they're just jealous and want to be popular." Michael explained.
He pulled Nikita into his side and kissed her head as she curled her hand around his abdomen.