Lovino had no idea Madeline had her own reputation. Hearing she's known to be soft and sweet comes to no surprise to him. Hearing she's known throughout the school because of it he didn't really expect. He also didn't expect to have so many people talking about their newly formed relationship. Don't they have anything better to talk about? He sighs and closes his locker gently. It's only been a week, and fresh news means lots of gossip. He rolls his eyes. He can hear some talking about the school sweetheart dating the school bad boy.

Bad boy is such a weird term to Lovino. He's not bad. He just never really cared for anything. He did his school work and got good grades. Whoever labeled him a bad boy really didn't know anything about him. He leans up against the metal. It's cold just like outside but he doesn't mind. He scans the hallway. A mop of curly blonde hair steals his attention. Madeline comes up to him and hugs him tight. Her arms warming the coldness he felt from the lockers. He hugs her back. Leaning down to nestle his head in her hair.

"Did you want to hang out after school today?" She asks with a bright smile. Lovino pulls away to look down at her. He nods slightly. She hums and goes back to hugging him.

"Maybe we could.. dance again," He offers. She nods to that. They haven't danced in a while thanks to all the drama Lovino put them through. It's what he looks forward to during the rest of the day.

The bell rings and he almost runs out of his seat to his locker. He puts his books away and heads to the music room. Madeline is opening the door when he gets there. They enter the room. They stretch just a little and get in position. They go through the dance slowly, so Madeline can remember for sure the steps she needs to take. She watches her feet, sticking out her tongue on concentration. At the end she messes up on her footing. Lovino moves next to her and they step it out together. They speed up the tempo, dancing around the room with Madeline's laugh echoing around them.

"Can we try it with the music?" She asks enthusiastically. Lovino shrugs and heads over to the machine. He pops in the CD. The music beeps off the tempo and he runs back to his position in front of her. She fumbles at first, not used to the music or the speed. She gets it down though, feeling confident enough to peek up at him every few seconds. At the end, Lovino pulls her closer. She's giggling. Her eyes are sparkling like always. This time, Lovino feels no regret in pulling her close to kiss her deeply.