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Mac and Cheese Jan 23, 2016 18:00:25 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 23, 2016 18:00:25 GMT -5

Chase couldn't help but chuckle lightly over Max's reaction with her. The fact that she responded the way she did made him think that they were thinking the same thing. That they enjoyed each others' company. That they wanted to be around each other. That this was going somewhere. And they both wanted to see where it went, not just him. He liked that she wasn't afraid to act naturally. Most girls, Chase figured, would put on a straight face or just play along or act confident. Not that Max wasn't, but she wasn't afraid to act any different than it seemed she would somewhere else. That was one of the things that set her apart from a lot of the other girls Chase had gone out with in the past. And why those girls never worked out. He smiled and shook his head at her. "Competitive...yeah, kinda got that feeling. But crazy? Nah. Unless you're just doing a really good job of hiding it. But I don't think that'd change my impression at all. Crazy can be good sometimes anyway."

His eyes briefly shifted form Max to her hand. Should he reach over? Or was that more of a boyfriend thing to do? He was making a good impression. He hoped he was and now he knew he was. He didn't want to ruin that by coming on too strongly about anything - other than what they'd already talked about - especially when he wasn't sure how strong anything was just yet. But he knew it was good. He didn't want to ruin that. Heck, Chase wasn't even sure if he should admit out loud that this was one of the best dates he'd been on. What he was sure of, though, was that it would be difficult for another girl to measure up quite the way Max was. And maybe...maybe he didn't want to see another girl measure up. It was crazy how those kinds of thoughts were so back and forth in his head. One minute he was thinking how awesome it was. And another minute he was thinking it was only one date so how could he know anything for sure? But, more than anything, he was probably still toying with it all because he'd never experienced something like this before. A date as nice as this one was. He instead picked off another fry from the plate and, in doing, so saw that after that there'd be only one left. How the heck did they go through all those fries? Finally he shook his head again at her comment. "Their loss is my gain. They don't know what they missed out on, so screw those douches." He swallowed the fry and smiled at Max before offering the last one. "Split this last fry with me?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess you gotta wanna be better at organization to get a book like that. Or really need to or whatever. Besides what's the point of planning out every little detail anyway? It'd never work out the way you'd want it to," he said. "I mean, I guess it's different for dance, right? Cause every move has to be perfect or whatever? I'll bet the last thing anyone would wanna do is dance the Cotton Eyed Joe in a group and someone screwed with the whole rhythm." Yeah, Chase was really that bad with dancing that the only thing he could relate to it was the Cotton Eyed Joe. Did anyone even dance that anymore? He had no idea. He let out a laugh at how old school that sounded.Luckily the laughter continued at the thought of being imprisoned for horrible singing. "Trust me, it'd definitely be thirty. If you ever hear the singing, you'll believe me." He didn't stop to think that the topic of going to jail might be uncomfortable for Max. Heck, even his own sister said never to joke about something like that. But if he could get some laughs, yes of course Chase was going to joke about it.

The topic quickly changed, throwing any more jokes about jail out the window. Chase really had to think this over. Something Chase actually accomplished...? Really, the only things that ever worked out for him were his pranks. Mostly. But he still wanted to ease into that. Partially because he wanted to keep the good impression going and partially because if he started talking, he'd have to admit to at least half of his failures. And he had a number of failures; some pranks he tried to pull were just works in progress, after all. And some ideas took more than one execution to really work in his favor. But it was something Chase put a lot of effort into. "I mean, unless you wanna hear about seven-year-old me successfully getting spitballs in a teacher's hair," he admitted with a light chuckle. That wasn't too bad, he was sure. But Chase wished he had more to brag about. Not that he thought he showed off on dates a lot or anything, but he always wanted to impress the girl. He wanted to talk himself up and give them good stories and make them laugh. This time...this time Chase didn't really have anything. In part because, jokes aside, he hadn't really accomplished much at Metric. He didn't have any plays he participated in. He didn't have any modeling contracts. He didn't have some sorta job like Max did. He didn't have anyone or any place eager to learn more about him. He couldn't say he was successful at helping his best friend stalk the girl of his dreams. The again.... He didn't have to say they stalked her specifically. What was wrong with just playing it up a little, making him seem like a good wingman? Which he was. Just...in a more favorable, less creepy light. "I have been trying to help my best friend get a girl. It's like...I dunno, love at first sight or whatever. But he's been crazy about her from the beginning. And she barely notices him. So, once in a while, if I'm at the mall and I happen to see her go into a certain store or get something specific somewhere, I tell my bro and he can strike up a conversation with her. And if he sees her around campus and I'm there, I got his back to make him look good. It's a work in progress but I think to get them together would be a major accomplishment." He let out another chuckle before sipping his water. He had no idea what he was going to answer exactly word for word, but he did not expect to pull that out of his ***. "That sounded a lot cheesier than I thought it would."

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Mac and Cheese Jan 23, 2016 19:22:26 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 23, 2016 19:22:26 GMT -5

"Nah, you don't have to worry about me getting all crazy on you or anything," Max answered with the wave of her hand and an amused glint in her eyes. "I mean, maybe I have a few 'crazy' moments, but it's not crazy crazy... If that makes sense. I'm not going to threaten you randomly or anything like that. I mean crazy like... Fun. I hope I'm explaining that right." After laughing a bit, she laughed sheepishly as she shrugged her shoulders and listened to the rest of what he had to say. Their lose and his gain? While she figured most girls would take offense to that--because who wanted to be treated only as something to gain like a trophy--she didn't, and instead she found it complimenting to her. Her face flushed again, and she couldn't help but wonder how many times her face would flush around him, or even blush. Oddly enough, it made her think back to Jared, and how he never seemed to appreciate her to the fullest extent, or at least not in the way she had ever wanted him to.

Then again, it was like Chase said: it was Jared's loss. It was a satisfying thought, something that caused Max to smile as she completely pushed her dance partner out of her mind, even if her dancing came back into the conversation. "It's a little more complicated than just organizing certain steps together; you've gotta make sure that you're timing is right, that you're in the right place, and that you never lose focus. Yeah, there might be a little bit of organizational skills that go into it, but it's not organizing that's the brute work of everything. It's really just timing, footwork, and musicality and how you interpret the music." She made it sound so easy with the wistful way her eyes looked as she spoke, as well as how easy her voice flowed with the subject. "You definitely wouldn't want to dance the Cotton eye Joe; that would be suicide on your career unless it was specified! Rule of advice that I've always been given about forgetting a step is to either improvise well enough to make it seem like it was all a part of the routine, or just follow your partner or other dancers so that you don't look like that much of an idiot. Luckily, I've only done that a few times in the past, and it's not fun having that spotlight shining down on you with people watching you while you try to remember what comes next." Hey, it happened. She wasn't afraid to admit it. Those moments weren't her best moments in life and arguably the most embarrassing moments in her life, but she was only human; she could only do so much, and through those mistakes she gained a lot more insight than she likely ever would have had she never messed up.

She guessed there was a silver lining for everything. Maybe.

Looking down at the plate with only one fry left on it, she turned her gaze back up to Chase as thoughts started going through her mind, thoughts that caused her lips to twitched until they went into a full out grin. "You know, I would suggest we try and Lady and the Tramp style this, but I don't think it'll work that well with a fry." Taking the fry, she split it in half and reached out to hand the other half to Chase, only to pull her arm back and the fry away from his grasp before he could get a hold of it. Playing around like that for another second, she finally let him have it and stuck her own fry in her mouth. After chewing, she brought her napkin from her lap and wiped her mouth. "I guess we'll just have to wait and try that when we have actual spaghetti with us." She winked and after ignored the last comment about jail, letting it go by.

"Oh, so you did pranks starting from that young? I'm impressed. I bet you were fun to have in class back then, maybe even now too." She laughed lightly at that and thought about the last of what he had said. So he helped one of his friends try to land a girl? Interesting. She wondered if he was talking about the guy he had been standing next to at the shot bar at the party the other night. "Well that's pretty admirable of you, I must say. But how come he can't just go up to her himself? If I'm not being too pressing with the question anyway, just curious! But if I should say something, he should try to do something to grab her attention if he wants her to notice him. I've no idea what type of girl she is, and even what type of guy he is, but he should probably do something to just put himself out there for her so that she really knows, you know? A lot of girls like a confident guy, though not duchy confident, to let her know like, 'hey, I want you to notice me,' or something like that." Like she was someone who should be giving any type of advice on trying to pick someone up. Still, it was a funny thought. "Then again, I'm probably the last person to give advice on the matter, so there's that."

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Mac and Cheese Jan 23, 2016 20:29:03 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 23, 2016 20:29:03 GMT -5

"No, totally makes sense. You got the crazy crazy, fun crazy, scary crazy and regular crazy. I definitely don't take you for the crazy crazy," Chase said. He smiled and added, "But I can definitely picture the fun crazy. I think I'd like to see it for myself with you." She was definitely a fun person, and Chase was interested in seeing how fun crazy was actually different from regular fun. He smiled at her reaction to his compliment. He wondered if she was even blushing; he couldn't tell. But he was sure she'd look just as cute with a bright red face. Chase never really thought before he spoke so it wouldn't have even occurred to him that someone could take it as an insult. But he meant exactly what he said. Whoever Max went out with in the past, it was their loss because they couldn't see how cool she was. If they had then Chase wouldn't be out with her right now. On possibly the best first date they'd both had. He knew he had some kind of chemistry with Max; that was clearly obvious. So it also meant he was going to treat her the way she deserved to be treated. And way better than any of those past douchey guys could have.

He listened intently to her describing dancing. He had a hard time following her, admittedly, but then again he wasn't a dancer. So Chase wouldn't have a first clue about anything post-super basics. That was probably also why he mentioned the Cotton Eyed Joe, because it was one of the most basic party type dances that came to his mind. Now was it better or worse than the Macarena...? "Ok you make dancing sound like the easiest thing, like it's a thing anyone could do. All I'm understanding is don't look like an idiot." He tilted his head slightly, "It's like, second nature to you. Or a thing you could do in your sleep. I don't know. But you said you weren't even majoring in dance...? How is that not your focus at Metric?" It was confusing all around to Chase. Not just the topic of dancing. But also how someone who clearly knew what she should be doing with her life, while she did do some sort of dancing gig in New York every month, wasn't making that her major? Wasn't that the point of going to school, to pick classes you really wanted to take and focus your life on? That sounded right, right? Yeah, Chase was pretty sure that was right. But before she responded Chase quickly added half teasing, "But for the record if I ever watched you dance and you really did secretly mess up I'd just blame it on the other dancers anyway."

Chase chuckled at the thought of trying to eat a french fry like Lady and the Tramp. How would that work, anyway? Could that even work? He tried reaching for the fry but pretended to look shocked when Max pulled it away. "Well however we'd do that, I'm pretty sure this isn't it," he commented before she handed him the half. Chase plopped it into his mouth and chewed a couple of times before swallowing. He couldn't help but smirk in response to her wink. He was going to have to remember that. Since he decided he was going to treat her right, maybe a nice Italian restaurant would be the way to go one night. It'd definitely be a little more upscale, but nothing that Chase couldn't afford with his dad's credit card or that he wasn't used to on some level. All they had to do was go one night and order spaghetti. He could definitely make that work. And he was sure Max would like that he could remember details like that from date one. "Guess we're just gonna have to make that a thing, too."

"Something like that, yeah," he chuckled. He grinned at the thought of being in the same class with Max. On the one hand, he should probably be on his best behavior should that ever be the case. On the other hand, he'd have to pull off something big to prove what he was really made of. Also to prove his point that he was exactly that kind of prankster - the fun kind, not the dangerous kind. "I don't think the teachers would agree with that, though. But technically I'm supposed to be off pranking." Dang, maybe he shouldn't have said that. That could give Max the impression he was a real diehard troublemaker and not the fun kind. Hopefully his recovery would suffice. "But everyone has their hobby. It just happens to be one of mine. All in good fun, naturally." Admittedly, she made some good points about what attracted women and Chase made sure to mentally take notes. Not that they'd stay there or he'd probably remember any of them. Why did they never think about getting advice from an actual girl before? Oh yeah, because stalking was way more fun! He couldn't help but let out a laugh again. "Ok well then maybe I should't be listening to you," he teased playfully. Then he shook his head. "Nah, really. Let's just say it's not that easy in this case. We kinda created our own way of working things out." He took another sip of his water, that being almost more than halfway gone now. The waitress approached their table when their was a brief silence in their conversation. "Is everything ok here?" she asked, pointing to their now-empty plates. "Can I get you guys any dessert?" Chase shook his head in response. "I think I'm good. But it's the lady's call tonight," he told her before looking to Max for confirmation. Though he wasn't going to deter her from ordering anything else if she wanted.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 24, 2016 15:58:17 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 24, 2016 15:58:17 GMT -5

Max hummed again as she swirled her straw around the glass again as she pushed it, her brows raising before another laugh left past her lips. "Stick around long enough and you might just see that side of me. Though I think you've kind of already seen it at the party. I tend to get 'crazy fun' when I've had a few drinks in me." And that was true; she tended to completely let loose after a few drinks in her system, and the fact that she was pretty much a light weight enabled her to get into that mood just a little bit quicker. Still, one good thing had come out of that party, and it was Chase, which she was thankful for. Hell, she was thankful that she remembered anything from that night, though she hadn't been thankful for the hangover that hung over her body the entire next day where she spent the majority of time in the bathroom either on the cool tiled floor or hanging over the toilet. Hangovers certainly had the right name, she figured; she did a hell of a lot of hanging that day.

Listening to him talk about how she made dancing seem so easy caused her to smile, and she even continued to smile as he asked his question. She shrugged her shoulders at it, as if it was no big deal even when, in fact, she was still reeling over her decision to get this bachelors degree in the first place when she had at thing set up for her already. Kind of... "Well, you probably wouldn't be completely wrong with that blame. Messing up a step because another dancer did something unexpected or something off tempo can actually easily mess you up if you're not careful. That's happened to be too, but at least I wasn't the one who looked like I had missed any steps. But... I guess I make it seem easy because it's easy to me. I've been dancing for as long as I can remember and it's just been... I don't know, something that I've always been able to lose myself in, something that I've always gone to when I needed a release." Again, that same wistful look came to her eyes, though she continued to look at Chase as she spoke. She hoped she wasn't boring him, or speaking too much about the subject, but she couldn't help it! "The only reason why I'm here going for accounting instead of dance is because I need something to fall back on just in case things don't work out how I hope they will. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have a lot of confidence in my skills and I want nothing more to be a professional dancer for a career which I'm working my ass off for, but I just need something else too, something that I know I can do and something that will keep me on my feet. Which is why I'm here going for accounting."

She shrugged. "It probably sounds a little stupid that I'd be here instead of New York with the dance company, and I'm extremely lucky that the company still has me with them for right now since I still don't understand why they agreed to it, but even if I had moved there and stayed with the company, my spot there is never guaranteed. Not until they get me on a payroll and in an actual spot, which probably wouldn't have happened for months anyway had I just went straight there. I'd rather them throw me out after I have a degree that I can fall back on rather than them throw me out with only a high school diploma. Besides, being here I'm still dancing; I'm an assistant for some of the dance instructors over at Metric Academy, I'm still doing shows for Metric and and competitions, and I'm probably doing more dancing with going to New York once a month with that company than I probably would have been doing had I lived there. I figure all of this is coming together in it's own, weird way, but I'm happy with it, and I'm so grateful for every opportunity that gets thrown my way. Sure, even if I don't stay with the company I'll probably try for others or even just teach dance instead of using my degree, but at least I have something to fall back on in case I need it. If that makes any sense." If was only then that she realized how much she had spoke and rambled on for. She gave Chance a sheepish grin as she rubbed the back of her neck.

"Sorry. I, ah, I hope I didn't bore you with any of that. It's just that when I get to talking about dancing it's a little hard for me to stop."

After their lull in the conversation when their waitress came back to the table, Max shook her head and laughed. "I don't think I could take another bite. This was really good." Giving a side wards glance to Chance, she continued talking, "So, I guess we're ready for the check." The waitress nodded her head and said that she'd be back in a moment with their check, but as they were left by themselves again, Max found herself wondering where the rest of the night would lead them. She fiddled with her hands again, herself not wanting this night to end with Chase because it was so good! "So, what comes after this? It seems like we've been able to plan things for future endeavors, but what about now?" She asked, raising her head to look at him. "I know we agreed to go to the movie, but I think we might have missed the start of the one we agreed to go to. Unless you still want to go to the movies though; I'm sure there's something playing now that hasn't started yet. Or... We could do something else?"

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

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Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Mac and Cheese Jan 24, 2016 22:04:58 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 24, 2016 22:04:58 GMT -5

Stick around? Don't mind if I do, Chase thought. He briefly recalled the party, and while he did get what Max was saying about going fun crazy with a few drinks in her, regular Max was perfectly fun to him. He could take either. And it also reminded him that they could try to sneak into a bar or something one night if they really wanted to. Not that they needed to, anyway, with some of the parties other Metric students had .And just because he liked a good drink as much as the next guy didn't mean he needed one to have fun. It was just a nice bonus. But having met Max at that particular party was an even bigger bonus. "Then I guess it's a good thing I can handle a little more and don't overdrink. So if you ever need a shoulder to lean on when you get a little too 'fun crazy' sounds like I'm you're guy."

He listened to Max go on about dancing and explain her thinking behind choosing accounting over dancing. Part of what she said, admittedly, went in one ear and out the other with Chase. It wasn't that it was boring him. Or that she was boring him. The latter was especially not the case. On one level it was probably just harder for him to relate to that kind of passion she had for dancing when his only major passion was pranks. And chocolate, obviously. But neither was exactly something he could make a life out of. On another level, he could have just not gotten it because he wasn't a dancer so it wasn't something for him to directly to relate to or understand her thought process. But there was another level. Even if Chase didn't choose a major in the allotted time frame, he could stay longer and figure out what to do if he really needed. His dad had plenty of money to cover an extra year or two of college. No, it wasn't ideal for Chase, but it was an option. He would never stop to think that there were people who maybe couldn't afford to go through with their dreams because it wasn't a sure fire way to bring home money. Even if Chase chose a difficult field to get into and didn't find anything within a few years after college, his dad would support him. That money could help tide him over until otherwise. Not everybody had that kind of cushion. Chase wasn't going to rub that money in anyone's face. Ok, so maybe once in a while he would and he has definitely used it to attract girls in the past. But it didn't feel like something he needed to do or bring up right now.

"It's not that it's boring," he promised her. "I guess it's just... He paused to search for the right words. "There'a always that mindset when you're in school and the teachers and parents tell you, you can be anything you wanna be. Do anything you wanna do. Ok so, maybe I'm not gonna make a living off chocolate in the future but that'd besides the point. If a backup plan is that important...I mean, I don't get it but I guess it sorta makes sense. I guess it's just that, I don't think you talk about anything the way you would about dancing. So it would've made more sense to just focus on that only, even if you still get to be so involved with it." He took one last sip of his water and shrugged his shoulders. "Just my sporadic way of thinking," he said half brushing it off.

Chase had almost forgotten, having been so distracted by their numerous conversations. They could easily go to a different movie; all they had to do was agree on one. And while a movie could add more to a conversation two hours later, and the potential for makeout time during was always a positive thought, that would mean having to be quiet for two hours. He kind of liked the idea of doing something else with her, to talk with her more. Somehow the idea of making out didn't seem as important for this date as it would have to so many in the past. Kissing meant it was going well. Kissing meant it was ending well. But this was already going well. Why the need to overdo it? Especially with all their plans now, there would definitely be more opportunities, Chase was sure of it. "We don't have to still go to a movie. I mean, we already decided we're not those kinds of people who have to stick to a set schedule," he replied finishing with a laugh. "So if there's no rules, no limits or restrictions, to time constraints, I'm open for anything." The night was still pretty young, anyway. So they might as well make it last.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 25, 2016 19:16:41 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 25, 2016 19:16:41 GMT -5

"I think I might have to take you up on that offer next time I end up going to a party, especially if you're going to be there too," Max said after taking the last sip of her drink. She pushed it off to the side and leaned both of her elbows on the table, smiling as she laughed again and bit her lip and thought, again, about the day after the party and how she had been feeling. "The other night after the party had not been a fun time for me, at all. Though, I probably would have been feeling better had I had someone like you to actually lean on. Maybe I wouldn't have even felt as sick." That was doubtful. Actually, if a time ever came like that and Chase was there, watching as she struggled with the washing's of a hangover, she'd probably try to get him to go away so that he wouldn't be subject to the embarrassment that she would undoubtedly feel. That, and so that he wouldn't have to watch her throw up and complain as she laid on the tiled bathroom floor. Sure, the thought of someone holding her hair back for her was charming, but oddly she knew she would be embarrassed if Chase ever saw her in a situation like that.

But that wasn't the point. She listened intently to what he said about her decision and she nodded her head, agreeing with him. She straightened her shoulders and straightened her back, folded her hands together, and then blew out a sigh. "If that's your sporadic way of thinking, then I think we have a similar thought process with the entire decision. When I first decided to go to college I kept kicking myself, telling myself I was making the wrong decision even if I kept telling myself that I was doing the right thing. My freshman year hadn't been fun, if that's any indication, but eventually I got over it. It's... Like I said, it was a weird decision for me to make, but things are working out, and I'm convinced that things are going to work out for me in the future. I will be a professional dancer." And that confidence came back to her. She grinned over at Chase, almost as a way to tell him not to worry about her, but also as a way to let him know that she had enough confidence in herself to get to where she waned to go in life. "Besides, I had a scholarship to come here, and I thought it'd be a shame to let it go to waste. Neither of my parents went to college, and while they're... Okay financially, they've always wanted me to get some sort of degree so that I don't end up like them." Not that getting a degree would ever guarantee anybody a job, but she knew that it was something, at least.

The waitress came back to the table and dropped off the check just before Max was about to answer for what they could do. While the young woman took up their finished plates, Max thought. What could they do? When an idea came to mind, her eyes brightened with excitement and enthusiasm, causing a wide smile to grace her lips. "Have you ever been to the ice rink here?" She suddenly asked when the waitress left and with her head tilted and with her brows slightly furrowed. "The one downtown? They play a lot of hockey matches there for the school, but they also have open skates nights too." Laughing, she gave Chase a hopeful look. "Would you want to do that?" While she loved the thought of talking to him more, maybe going to the park or the pond to do such a thing, the thought of actually doing something instead of sitting around seemed better to her. If things continued on with them, they would have plenty of time to deeply talk and get to know each other. Besides, it's not like that couldn't talk while skating; they would just be moving around more. "I'll even pay since it's my idea too."

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Mac and Cheese Jan 25, 2016 20:13:18 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 25, 2016 20:13:18 GMT -5

In nearly every case when Chase went to a party he liked to stay at a party. Unless it was going downhill. Or there was a fight. Or it was just a plain good idea to leave. There was one thing Chase never really thought about, though. If Clint had a problem and had to leave a party Chase would leave with him because he wouldn't just leave his bro hanging. So if he did go to another party with Max, why would he just let her leave by herself to deal with a hangover? That wouldn't be cool. And actually following through with that could offer him some major brownie points. He would definitely classify the party the other night a success; they had an awesome time together. So if the next party they potentially went to were anything like that, Chase would have no problem leaving. She did need to be treated right, after all. "Good," he said with a smile. "That means there'll be another party. One I'll definitely make you feel better from afterwards." He especially had no doubt about the latter.

Freshman year not fun? That didn't make much sense. Wasn't that the time to get to know people and go a little crazy? Then again his idea of going crazy was different from say, his sister's idea of going crazy. And now that he thought of it, Chase's freshman year wasn't all that crazy either. It was more like getting into the swing of college life, meeting girls from around town - though that clearly didn't work out - and coming up with new pranks to pull. That was all fun. But the more he listened to her, the more comfortable and confident Max seemed to get. Well, she was already pretty comfortable, Chase was sure. And they both had some moments during the night where they'd been a little nervous or uneasy. But the way she sounded talking about dance and the way she lit up, it was just as attractive as any nervous habits she might have already showcased. Still cute, but in a different way. "Remind me to get your autograph so I can say I knew you before you became professional," he couldn't help teasing. He shrugged his shoulders listening to her continue. "So your parents are cool with it? You getting a degree in almost anything even if you don't like it or are still dancing? Like, just to say you have a degree in something?" He quickly held up a finger, not wanting her to get the wrong idea. "You don't have to answer or be super specific if it's too pushy or something."

Chase didn't know how he could say no to her suggestion, let alone her face. It was definitely a different idea. Dinner and a movie were pretty standard and simple for a first date, but there was no rule that said they had to stick with that formula. And Chase liked the concept of something a little different. But Chase on skates...? "I did say I was open to anything, didn't I?" he admitted with a light chuckle. How would it look if he turned down the idea, especially one that Max seemed to be so into? But he was doing so well tonight; he'd set such a good impression on her. He didn't want that to be wrecked just because he had two left feet in...just about everything that wasn't walking or on a court. He clicked his tongue lightly, trying to figure out how to word it. "If we do this...just remember how great dinner was going before you watch me constantly fall on my *** ok?" A laugh escaped his crooked smile. "I can't believe I even said that out loud to you." He shook his head and reached for the check. A dinner bill was no big deal, and he was sure ice skating was anything short of inexpensive. It made no difference to him who paid. And it really didn't matter what they did. Could you blame him for not wanting to look like an idiot? "Ok so I know that we live in this day and age where a guy doesn't have to pay for everything, but I'm pretty sure, ice skating or not, it's still common courtesy for the guy to pay on the first date."

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Mac and Cheese Jan 25, 2016 21:09:19 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 25, 2016 21:09:19 GMT -5

Max only gave the nod of her head in acknowledgement to his comment about the party, smiling to it all as she leaned back against her seat. That should be interesting, she figured, the two of them going to another party together, perhaps even going in the same car and leaving in the same car as well. Depending on how sober the two were, anyway, but the thought nonetheless caused a warm feeling to erupt within her body. "An autograph? Never thought I'd have anyone ask me for that." She tried to quail it down with the clearing of her throat, but she pushed the thought away and listened to his questions about what her parents thought about it all. While most of the questions he had asked throughout the night she had been able to answer quickly, or with minimal thought, for this one she hesitated a bit, grimacing at her own self as she reflected on her relationship with her parents. "It's... A little complicated," she answered, rubbing the back of her neck and then running her hands through her hair before she laid it back in her lap.

"It's not too pushy of a question, really. It's just... They'd much rather I go for a degree to actually use it, you know? Neither of them really like the idea of me going into professional dancing because they think it's just a pipe dream that I'll end up disappointing myself with in the end, and they don't understand my passion for it. So, if that indicates anything, I'm sure you can guess that my parents and I don't really see eye to eye on things, or ever really had, for that matter." Again, that scar on her arm began to itch, but instead of moving her hand down to rub it, she ignored it and shrugged her shoulders, not fully wanting to get into this. It was too heavy of a topic, she thought, especially for a night like this: a first date. These were supposed to be fun, and not filled with heavy topics. So, to divert it else where, Max huffed a breath and laughed lightly as she waved a hand dismissively. "I'm on better terms with my parents, so don't worry about it. I mean, we have our little spats and a lot to work on, but it's getting better."

And to get the topic completely away from her parents, and even dancing, she brought her attention fully back on the prospect of going ice skating with him. His words caused her to laugh and she shook her head. "Oh come on, I doubt if you're going to be bad enough to make me start to regretting this. Besides, even if you are, it wouldn't make me like this date any less; if anything, it'll probably give me something to tease you about. I've got to have some sort of ammo on you for the future, right?" She winked, joking, before she shrugged her shoulders. "Just thought I'd throw the offer out there, maybe figured that'd be an extra incentive to come too, just in case you had any doubts. But, if you want pay, who am I to stop you? I'll even teach you had to skate then, or help you out. Think of it as a lesson, if you will." She grinned at the thought, growing more excited with the prospect of going ice skating with him now.

"So, are you ready to go?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 25, 2016 21:40:58 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 25, 2016 21:40:58 GMT -5

Chase chuckled and smiled at her. "Well if you really are gonna be a professional, figure you should probably get used to it." He added jokingly, "And I can say I'm the guy who took you on the best first date ever so that'll be fun to hold over everyone's head." He reached into his back pocket where he kept his wallet and took out his dad's credit card, the obvious choice to pay for dinner with since it was much easier to carry around than more than one bill of cash. Chase looked up and nodded, listening to her briefly go on about her parents. It didn't seem like family was the most awesome topic of conversation for her, either. Though it sounded like things were more rocky with her family than Chase's. Not that Chase's family hated each others' guts or anything - though that probably wasn't the case with his parents, who couldn't even be in the same room with one another - but it still wasn't the topic he'd like to discuss. So he wasn't going to press it any further with Max. "Sounds like we're on the same page. No pressing families," he said simply letting that aspect of the conversation come to an end.

"Ok that's not fair. You're gonna have ammo against me over ice skating and I don't even know if I'll have anything over you for sure with video games," he teased back with a laugh. the teasing definitely eased Chase's thoughts about going ice skating and look like a fool - which he knew he would. It also helped, if anything as a bit of an ego booster, to hear that it wouldn't make Max regret the date or think of it as any less fun. That was the most important thing Chase wanted to showcase on a first date, was a good time. Though if this was really going to be a lesson, he wondered if there would be another, what she would charge. Chocolate, or kisses? Probably too soon to ask. He'd have to remember that for another night. Still, he couldn't help but smile thinking about that. "Well in that case, how can I say no?"

Chase rose from his seat and took Max's hand as she got up. They walked to the front of the diner, where the desk was located, so Chase could pay. He waited for the waitress to run the card through and give him the receipt before he signed and received his copy. He gave a small nod and a quiet thank you to her before leading Max back out to the Jeep. He helped her into the passenger side before climbing back into the driver's side. "The rink is what, a couple miles away?" he asked. He was pretty sure he passed it by at some point or another, but having never desired to go in and skate he never paid much attention. He jokingly added, "Ok how much extra is it gonna cost to ask you to play navigator?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 25, 2016 22:55:24 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 25, 2016 22:55:24 GMT -5

"Ahh, I never thought of it that way," Max said, laughing as she tipped her head back. "If that's the case, then I'll have to remember to invite you to my first professional performance. You know, as payment for taking me on my best first date. And then after that I can show you to the crowd, tell them what you've done, and then let you have your little bit of fame and an ego boost. I think that sounds like a fair trade, right?" Getting best into the jest of their conversations, Max felt her earlier reservations about this date--not that she had really ever had any--dissipate along with the nervousness that had gone along with this. This guy was certainly something else. He hadn't made the conversations all about him, he had actually listened to her and asked questions back, and they had even already planned to do things in the future with each other. Who did that on a first date? It was so crazy, so different that Max, at first, didn't know how to take it. But now that it was beginning to sink in, she liked it. A lot. He was different, and she wanted to get to know this guy a little better and do more things with him.

"Trust me when I say you're going to have a lot of ammo on me when we play games together. Not for Pac-Man of course because I'm obviously going to win that, but for just about every other game we play... I think I should warn you just like you warned me; just think about this date and the impression I made on you here when I embarrass myself with having bad hand eye coordination when it comes to looking at things on a screen." Despite trying to bite back the laugh, she couldn't hold it in, along with the grin that continued to stretch across her cheeks. When Chase extended his hand out for her as she stood she took it, feeling the warmth of his skin seep into hers, and followed him towards the counter where he paid for the meal and then they took their leave. Thanking him again, she stepped into the Jeep and settled herself in before she turned her head to look at him and put a feigned thoughtful look on her face by tapping her index finger against her chin.

"Hmm.... Well, usually I charge a pretty hefty penny for my navigation skills, but since this'll be your first time going to the rink I'll let this be on the house," she teased, winking at him. "But yeah, it's not that far from here. I'd be surprised if you haven't gone past it a few times yourself, actually." With that, once Chase pulled out of the parking spot and out of the parking lot and onto the street, Max pointed him in the direction that they needed to go in. There was a lull in their conversations at that point, a lull that Max considered comfortable as she watched the cars pass by their, their headlights shining the road along with the lights hung on buildings and the streetlights sitting on the curbs of the sidewalk. Few people walked the sidewalk too, groups of friends, people on dates, and families out for a night on the town.

When they finally made it to the ice rink, Max grinned and unbuckled herself from her seat as she turned and looked towards Chase. "So, have you ever been ice skating before? Or done any kind of skating for that matter?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 26, 2016 10:36:29 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 26, 2016 10:36:29 GMT -5

The conversations had briefly been put to rest as Chase drove to the rink, as per Max's directions. It was good to know they were on the same page with 'ammo' to use against each other and that whatever either did to look back the other would think minimal if anything of it. He couldn't help bet let out a chuckle at Max's certainty that she was still going to beat him at PacMan. Cute, but it wasn't going to happen. The quietness was a little different from how the rest of their night had been going but it wasn't unwelcome. Between all the talking they had been doing, a breather was probably a good idea. He was able to recognize the rink when Max pointed it out, and he pulled into the parking lot. It didn't seem like it was too crowded, which was more than fine with Chase, so finding a spot close to the entrance wasn't a problem. "Well good to know I don't have to pay you up front for navigating right now," he laughed.

He straightened the car slightly in the spot before changing the gear to park. He turned to her and undid his seat belt. "See here's the thing...I'm game for plenty of sports. Basketball, baseball, soccer...but I suck at skating. I tried regular skating a few times when I was like, seven, and fell down. A lot. I had no sense of balance then and no sense of balance now." he probably didn't need to be so blunt about it, but they were at the rink. Max was going to find out how much he sucked one way or another. So there was no point in sugar coating it. He smiled and shook his head. "Good thing this isn't a competition tonight or else I'd just ask what my punishment is." He would have liked to just sit in the car and stall, hoping to put off how bad he really would look, though hopefully she would just find his slip-ups more entertaining than anything. Even though on most dates Chase wouldn't dare think of stalling anything, this one was different. It never once seemed like Max was trying to oversell herself or be anyone else so Chase felt comfortable enough to do the same. "So just outta curiosity, how long can I stall before we go in there?" he asked with a light laugh.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 26, 2016 12:40:53 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 26, 2016 12:40:53 GMT -5

It was so cute to see him getting flustered like this, and Max couldn't deny that as she watched him try to explain how terrible he really was at skating. She rolled her eyes playfully at him as she leaned on the middle arm rest and shook her head. "I'm sure you're going to do fine! Who knows; maybe your balance has evened out since you've gotten older." She gave him an expecting look before she laughed lightly. "Don't worry about it. I'm not going to laugh at you, I swear. Well... Unless you fall on your butt, then I'm probably not going to be able to help it--but I'm not going to be laughing at you! I'm going to be laughing with you." She continued to grin at him while she sat straighter in her seat and huffed out a breath. She looked down at her wrist where a watch would have been had she worn one, and tapped it gently before she turned back to look at Chase, giving him a sly look. "I think your stalling time has just about run out."

Quickly, and without saying another word, Max hopped out the Jeep and rounded the car until she stopped by the driver's side where she opened the door and held a hand out to Chase. "Come on, this'll be fun, I promise. And if you find yourself wanting to leave even after a few minutes, just tell me so and we can do something else. Wouldn't want you being uncomfortable, after all." She couldn't help but give him a hopeful look though, with her eyes just a bit wider, with her head tilted to the right slightly, and with a smile gracing her lips. "But I promise you're going to have fun. I'll help you skate, and I'll try my best not to laugh. Okay?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 26, 2016 13:40:07 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 26, 2016 13:40:07 GMT -5

As much as Chase liked the confidence boost and to have her still so interested in doing this with him, he knew it was going to be for naught. How much he sucked, he couldn't say for sure. He would definitely fall flat on his butt the second he stepped onto the ice, he knew that much. He shook his head at her. "Nah, my taste buds evened out since I got older. Lost the taste for apple sauce, gained it for waffles. But the chocolate was always there." Not like it was much of a comparison, but they were still laughing so that had to be a good sign. Chase over-exaggerated another laugh, throwing his head back on his seat. "Oh yeah, that makes me feel so much better! Laughing with me, would've never thought of that." He watched her exit the car, surprisingly going over to his side. That was a change; wasn't it supposed to be the other way around? But apparently he couldn't stall any further. She already said his stalling time was up. Darn it.

He removed the keys from the ignition, causing the car to turn off, before turning to Max. She was going out of her comfort zone by joining him to the arcade at a later date. And even though getting pummeled at a video game was nothing like constantly falling on a butt - or face - or arm - or butt again - she was still open for it. It wouldn't exactly look good on Chase if he turned this idea away just because he wasn't very good. "I don't doubt I'm gonna have fun. But I do think I'm either gonna make you look worse for coming here with a horse on skates, or my constant falling will actually make you look better." He took her hand and hopped out of the Jeep before closing the door and setting the alarm. He didn't dare say out loud that he would have a hard time saying no to her with that look, because it would just give her more leverage over him for something else. He took a moment to process the feeling of Max's hand in his. Something about it, he kind of liked. Though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Deciding to push the thought aside for now, he focused his attention back onto Max. Continuing their trend of teasing each other, he took a step closer to her. Partially also to see her reaction. "You can try not to laugh all you want. But if you do when I fall, I'm taking you down with me," he told her with a wink. No, he wasn't going to come out of left field and suddenly kiss her. Chase wasn't like that. But he did keep his face fairly close to hers for a moment.

"I probably really overwent my stalling time, huh? We should go in," he said taking a step back, though keeping her hand lightly in his before leading her into the rink. Chase took in the sights briefly as they stepped inside. Aside from the front desk to pay for the skates and the obvious rink, there were a few places to sit and what looked like a small snack bar towards the back. Though Chase doubted this would make any room for dessert. The speakers throughout the rink were currently playing some sort of pop music, though Chase couldn't recall the artist off the top of his head. It had a nice catch to it, though. Approaching the front desk, he used his free hand to take out his wallet and credit card inside. He wasn't sure if there was just a set price for the skates or if it went by the hour. Only because he hadn't been there before. But he was totally fine either way. He gave the cashier a couple of shoe sizes, since Chase wasn't sure either how tight or big skates ran, let alone even knew his own shoe size. He hated shoe shopping, so it was a thing he tried to avoid as much as possible. He let go of Max's hand when he was handed two sets of skates so he could try them on. He decided to compare them while Max got her pair from the guy. Chase bit his tongue; who designed these things anyway? They weren't very comfortable. But that would probably be forgotten about when he got on the ice. Going for the lightly bigger pair, he set the others on the desk and waited for Max to get her skates. He could hear the current pop song ending and the music switching to a song he recognized much better, Pharrell's "Happy". "That's more like it," he grinned though mostly to himself, nodding slightly to the music.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 26, 2016 17:51:31 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 26, 2016 17:51:31 GMT -5

A rush of heat swelled through Max as Chase stepped out of the car, only to step closer to her as he tightened his hand in her's gently. She bit her lip and titled her head to look up at him, her heart beginning to pound in her chest as she begged her hands to not sweat. When he finally finished speaking and started leading them towards the building, it took the time from the parking lot to the rink for her to actually come back to her mind as she laughed sheepishly and shook her head. Get a grip on yourself, she told herself. Max took a breath and then straightened her frame, another grin soon starting to stretch across her lips as she let the cool air of the rink rush through her body to cool her down. Still, however, the lingering presence of Chase's body so close to her stayed, and while she tried to deny the effect that it had on her, she couldn't deny that it was nice. That he was nice. Well, a little more than nice. She sputtered her words at first, them still trying to process through her mind after the close proximity that Chase had been to her.

"Trust me, you're not going to be the only one falling on the ice," she said, waving her hand dismissively as she turned her eyes to look over towards the rink where people made their way around the ice. A few little kids were there, holding onto their parents' hands as they slowly skated around, yelling and laughing and letting their voice echo around, competing with the music. Teenagers and young adults were also there, groups of people playing games, couples too. At least, however, it wasn't crowded. That would give Chase space if he really was that bad at skating, and it would give her the room to go around quickly if she wanted to and also so that she could help Chase with skating as well. "See, look over there. A little kid just fell and she got right back up. No tears, no yelling, she's even laughing. No big deal!"

Walking over towards the counter, Max waited for Chase to pay and get his skates before she asked for hers and walked over towards one of the empty tables with him. "Ah, so you like a little Pharrell, huh? I think that's another point on your end for me." She smiled and laughed before she set her skates down and bent over to take her heels off after pulling her socks out of her pockets--the ones she grabbed from her purse right before she stepped out the car. Hey, having an extra pair of socks in her purse were always a thing, and she wasn't ashamed to admit it either! She left her purse and other things back in the car, not wanting to leave them laying around when on the ice and figuring that she didn't need it anyway.

It didn't take long for Max to put her skates on, nor did it take a while for her to lace them up. She extended her legs out in front of her and wiggled her toes in the skates before she leaned back against the table and watched Chase. A small chill whipped past them for a second from the ice, but she paid no mind to it; it was actually a little refreshing, better than the constant heat that was California. "Need any help with getting those on?" She rose her brows in question, an amused glint in her eyes. Unconsciously, she tapped her fingers against the seat lightly, them going along with the beat of the song.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 26, 2016 19:37:45 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 26, 2016 19:37:45 GMT -5

For a passing second, Chase thought he heard a few nerves seep back into Max's voice. Did his being so close to her for that moment throw her off? Was it something she didn't like? It couldn't have been, since she was still by his side and she was still talking to him. It was more than likely nothing. Chase briefly looked over to the kids in the rink as he walked with Max to the empty table. Ok, so a few of the younger kids were falling down a lot and they were perfectly fine with it. But they were just there to have fun, not to impress anyone. "Ok I don't know what you thought of me tonight, other than that I've been making a good impression, but I really hope you didn't see a whining little kid at all tonight," he said with a small chuckle. He was laughing a lot with Max tonight. Definitely a sure sign that he was enjoying himself and that he liked being around her.

He sat down next to her and kicked off his sneakers before attempting to put on the skates. Getting them on was pretty easy; tying them was the challenge. How were these things on them even shoelaces...? What happened to velcro? What was wrong with that? Skates didn't have to be that fancy! He smiled at her mentioning of Pharrell and nodded his head slightly to the music. "Yeah, especially this song. It's catchy and upbeat." He glanced in her direction, still attempting to lace up his skates. "You already know I go for Maroon5, too, I'm guessing. Should I ask how well I'm doing on this point system of yours?"

He looked down, still attempting to lace up the skates. Ok, how did anyone even get these things tied? It actually got to the point where one of his fingers was nearly completely tangled in the lace! "Wow I suck at this so bad!" he laughed, throwing his head back. He looked to Max once more. "Didn't mean for you to hear that part," he said quickly before clearing his throat. "But, you know, as long as you're offering...yeah, I guess I can't turn an extra set of hands. No big deal, really, just someone to help get my finger outta this mess. Don't think anyone can do much skating hunched over this far..." He tried to play the latter cool, though he wasn't sure how well that was working. Some moments of coolness or smoothness worked out better than others. This...this was a different story.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 29, 2016 19:22:18 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 29, 2016 19:22:18 GMT -5

"No, there hasn't been an ounce of childishness that I've seen in you tonight! Well, unless you count all the times that you talked about chocolate, but I had a hand in keeping that conversation going too, so if you consider yourself childish because of that, then I consider myself childish too. Don't worry though; you're definitely not a little kid." Oh no, she saw someone much different than a child within this guy, though she wasn't willing to reveal her thoughts to him just yet. Just thinking about it caused Max to flush again, but she instead breathed in a breath and let it out slowly. The coolness of the arena kept her from getting overheated. Hopefully her hands wouldn't sweat then. Smiling at him, Max watched as he continued to struggle with the shoelaces, trying to stifle down any laughs that dared to slip past her lips. No, no laughing at him for this. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable and make him regret this decision. This was going to be fun, or at least she wanted to believe so. Hopefully her suggesting this wasn't a bad decision, something that would get Chase to back away from her.

Despite how she tried her best to not laugh, she couldn't help but let a little laugh come from her as one of his fingers got stuck within the shoe laces. How did he manage that? Nonetheless, it was cute, something that Max found quirky and endearing, nothing that she would ever mock him over. "Maroon 5. They've definitely got awesome music to listen to, so that'll be another point to the list. But you'll have to wait 'till the end of the night to get the score. Maybe then I'll tell you, or just keep it a secret so that you can keep thinking about me and what your score may be." Winking at him, she quickly nodded her head to him and gave him a soft smile. She stood from the seat and walked in front of him, easily maneuvering her way even with the skates on, and bent down. "You know, I have to say, this is the first time I've ever seen anyone get their finger tangled in any type of laces. Impressive, I must say." She kept her tone light and airy, still joking, though not in the offensive way. She wanted him to be comfortable, and as she got his finger out of the tangle--which had been a little more difficult than she had anticipated--she looked back up at him.

"Just relax. Like I told you before at the car, you're going to have fun, and I'm not going to make fun of you, even if you're the worst skater on the ice. You don't have to try and impress me or anything over this; just be yourself and relax. Okay? No need to be nervous." She gave him a reassuring look that quickly changed to encouraging before she looked down and started lacing the skates up. It probably looked weird to other people who looked upon them, but Max paid no mind. She didn't care what others thought, and honestly Max was just happy that Chase allowed her to help. That was good, something that she liked a lot.

When she finished lacing them up she smiled to herself and clapped her hands together. Standing, she rested her hands on her hips. "So, how do they feel? Good and tight enough for you?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 29, 2016 20:16:17 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 29, 2016 20:16:17 GMT -5

"Ok so we're both a couple of children then," Chase said with a chuckle. He'd continue with the joke and say something like 'we are so gonna get in trouble with our folks for being out on a date', 'we're already out way past our bedtimes' or 'then we should definitely not be out on a date right now' but he didn't want to look or sound bad. Not that he was already or anything, but having his finger stuck in a shoelace definitely wasn't doing him any favors. And while he highly doubted Max would have gotten offended by anything he might have said, he didn't want to risk her thinking this was a bad idea. Well, it was probably a bad idea for Chase's butt. But other than that it was a good idea. He was not used to his nerves getting the better of him on a date. Let alone around a girl. Then again, most situations with girls he knew what he was doing. This was different somehow. And while Chase was mostly attributing it to their surroundings, it might just have been more than he realized.

"You kidding? Marron 5 is awesome. Adam Levine is the only reason I might watch The Voice some nights. That, or if nothing better's on and I wanna hear someone on a live singing competition who sucks worse than me." He smiled and shook his head. While Chase would spend most nights playing video games, watching comedies or movies, planning pranks with Clint or hitting on girls, he wasn't opposed to flipping channels to see what else was on once in a while. Didn't mean he'd have to pay complete attention or care, but he didn't need to admit that part out loud. And hey, singing competitions were still better than musicals! "So what other types of music do I have to list to score points? Or is this just gonna be a one sided thing?" he inquired. He watched Max successfully free his hand from the strings. He'd comment back and say she was impressive, but she probably didn't need to hear that about ice skating. Who even said that someone was impressive working with shoelaces anyway? Lame! Still, it didn't mean he couldn't try to keep his smooth level up. Lucky for him, he knew exactly what to say. "Trust me, I won't need to use scores as an excuse to think about you."

However he couldn't help but be caught up in her. He liked being close to her. He'd prefer closer, but this worked, too. He didn't pay so much attention to anyone around them or passing by as he did to Max. "It's funny. I'm...not usually like this. Nervous, I mean," he admitted, quickly correcting himself at the end. He would never admit to that out loud. Some thing he said, certain lines, he could use on a few different girls. He had used them on a few different girls. In some form or another. Especially when it came to being smooth. But confessing to nervousness, let alone actually acting nervous, Chase would usually do anything to avoid that or cover it up. Maybe admitting it now was just a comfort thing. It certainly wasn't that he'd been on enough dates or been smart enough to realize that confessing to something like that could very well score him points. Or maybe it just had to do with him being somewhere where he knew he couldn't impress someone and that was one of the things he wanted to do. He shook his head in attempt to brush it off, clapping his heels together once Max finished tying the laces. "I think we're good to go..." he said getting up, only to not realize how wobbly he'd be right away. He shook a little, almost looking like he was going to fall forward, before quickly catching his balance somehow. He hesitated for a moment to make sure he really was fine standing. "yeah, we're good," he nodded much more confidently that time.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 30, 2016 10:50:12 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 30, 2016 10:50:12 GMT -5

Max's heart just about skipped a beat when Chase said that he didn't need any excuse to think about her later on, already knowing that she too would need no excuse to think about him or the date that they were on at the moment. Nevertheless, she smiled at the notion and laughed lightly about it, running a hand through her hair as she looked down at him. When was the last time a guy had ever made her feel like this, made her feel butterflies in her stomach that continued to flutter about with no signs of stopping? Of course Jared popped into her mind in that moment, but even then, when she really thought about it, had he ever given her these feelings? She didn't think so. But that just made her like Chase all the more. "To be honest, I'm not really that picky when it comes to music. If it has a nice beat to it and I can dance to it, then I'll probably like it. I mean, until I really listen to the lyrics, then I'll probably wonder why I like the song." She shrugged her shoulders at that, laughing again until she watch Chase start to stand.

And then he even admitted that he was nervous, something that he normally wasn't like, and again Max couldn't help but think of how endearing it was. To actually hear him admit it, to actually hear him say that when most guys wouldn't dare say it... She liked it, and she smiled nonetheless at him with that wide, sweet grin of hers.

When he wobbled and nearly fell to the ground, Max held her hands to maybe catch him or help him up, but, luckily, he was able to get himself upright and stay there. Grinning at her date, she nodded her head before she reached her hands out to him and grabbed his hands. "Let me just hold onto you so that you don't fall before we even get on the ice. Just take it slow, no need to rush. It's actually pretty easy to walk in these once you get the hang of it and stop wobbling." Looking up at him, she blinked her eyes and smiled softly until she started slowly leading him towards the rink. "Keep your ankles tight so that you don't fall, and try and keep your legs braced too." She took one step onto the rink, letting the blade slides for a second until she was on it, Chase still on the regular ground, her hands still holding onto his. "Ready? I promise, it'll be easier once you finally get on the ice."

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Mac and Cheese Jan 30, 2016 19:51:46 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 30, 2016 19:51:46 GMT -5

Chase would have continued their music topic, had he not been so concerned with trying to keep his balance. He did ok standing on the ground...but the ice was going to be another story entirely. For the moment, however, he had everything under control. He looked down at his feet to make sure they were still standing - which they were - and then shifted his gaze back towards Max. Seeing her smile made him smile. That was one of his mail goals; keep her smiling. That is, until it was time to head towards the ice. He took her hand and followed her towards the rink, which was a good start. At least he wasn't falling on his butt yet. He must have still been doing something right.

He listened to her advice and tried to set his legs up as Max instructed. "Legs tight...ankles braced..." he said to himself. Oh wait, that was backwards. He could still totally fix that. "Like this?" he asked just before she stepped onto the ice. He watched her slide onto the ice effortlessly. Of course she would; she'd done this before. He didn't plan on rushing anything, especially since if he did that would mean their date would end sooner. Chase wasn't going to let that happen. But if it was dragged out because he couldn't skate it wouldn't be entirely his fault. "Sure. Easy," he attempted to agree.

Chase stared down at the ice, his hand still in Max's. He slowly set one foot onto the ice, only to move too quickly and nearly slip. Actually, he kind of did slip a little; it almost looked like a horribly failed attempt at doing the splits. And it wasn't comfortable. "I'm ok. I got this," he promised quickly. Biting his tongue and grasping tight onto Max's hand, knowing she had a much stronger footing than he did, he managed to get back up and move his foot back onto the ground. Maybe he should have mentioned how much he actually hated the snow...? No, that probably would have made no difference. It wasn't like the chill in the rink bothered him anyway. Just the ice. Pausing for a moment, he slowly stepped out onto the rink. He made sure he had some sort of footing before his second leg followed. He slid forward slightly with Max, slowly beginning to drift away from the entrance. There was no going back now. At least, not without a lot of patience, balance and/or fighting. His legs were still a little wobbly, but at least he was still standing. That had to have counted for something. Still, it wasn't going to stop him from trying to play it cool. Nervous or not, or admitting to those nerves or not, playing it cool was just Chase's style. "Looks like you're stuck with me now, huh?" he teased with a chuckle.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 31, 2016 12:21:57 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 31, 2016 12:21:57 GMT -5

"Legs braced and ankles tight," Max said, chiding Chase lightly, jokingly. She thought about giving him a little tap on the shoulder, but as she kept herself steady on the ice and watched as he readied himself to get onto the ice, she decided against the action. No need in doing anything extra that would potentially get him to fall, right? "And it is easy. Just don't think about it too much and you'll be fine. Trust me, once you start going around the ice you'll wonder why you've never done it before! Or why you only did it when you were little."

Or, you know, he could nearly fall as soon as he stepped onto the ice, which likely hinted at the fact that it would either take them a long time to make it around the rink or they were never going to make it all the way around. Max kept her grip on his strong and tight, nearly wobbling herself as he did his half split until she was able to brace herself enough. She kept one of her feet pointed down, keeping the skate pressed into the ice so that she wouldn't move too much, as Chase started to righten himself again after stepping off the ice. Hopefully he hadn't hurt himself doing that! She grimaced at the thought, but still looked to her date and gave him an encouraging smile. "Just take your time," she said after he said he was okay, and after she gave him a nod to it. "No need to rush." Other people skated past them, some trying to maneuver their way out of the entrance and others just continuing their way around the rink. The music changed again, causing a few shouts to come from some of the younger crowd.

When Chase finally stepped onto the ice and they slid back, Max beamed as she straightened her posture and watched him, still holding into his hands with her body facing him. She could skate backward if need be, and she wasn't afraid to do that. "See, you've got it." And then he brought out his comment. She flushed at the thought and grinned up at him. "You know, to be honest... I don't think being stuck with you would be a bad thing." Winking, she slowly turned and led him over to the walls of the rink. "Let's just stay over here until you can get your feet under control; you'll be able to hold onto me and the railing. But it's not that hard. Just... Let yourself slide with the ice, if that makes sense. It's almost like walking backwards, though... Not. I know, that's a weird thing to say, but it's what I've always been told."

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Mac and Cheese Jan 31, 2016 16:58:09 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 31, 2016 16:58:09 GMT -5

Why didn't Chase ever do this before? Oh yeah. Because when he tried regular skating it ended absolutely horrible. So it was safe to assume that ice skating would end the same way. Or worse, if his tongue could get stuck to the ice. He'd better make sure that didn't happen! Luckily for Chase, not thinking was one of the things he did pretty well. Unless he overthought anything. Then he was in major trouble. Just one more thing for him not to think about. He smiled at her response and followed her - at least to the best of his ability - towards where the railing was. So she'd like being stuck with him huh? "Good. Cause I'm perfectly cool being stuck with you."

He thought about what she said, describing the skating. Walking backwards? But not really? Was skating even like walking in anyway? Or was it supposed to be more like sliding? It confused Chase. He shook his head. Not like it mattered anyway right? "So...slide backwards?" he raised an eyebrow before trying to slide back, only to fall on his butt for the first time. Luckily for him he didn't drag Max down with him. Yet. How did that even happen? First he did half a split and then he nearly flips flat onto the ice by trying to slide backwards? Either Chase was really that horrible at skating or he was more nervous than he thought. Shaking his head, he let Max have a laugh at him. At least, if she wanted to. Chase wouldn't blame her for finding it funny. Besides, he'd have the last laugh when the time would come for Pac-Man. He shook off his minor - or major - slip up and grabbed onto the railing with his free hand, slowly stumbling to get back onto his feet. "Ok I think it's safe to say you're a great date but a horrible teacher," he teased. When he was back up, he let go of the railing and tried to glance backwards towards his behind. "Do people ever wear protective padding when they're out here or something?" he couldn't help but wonder. Because something told him he probably needed it more than the professionals!

He turned back to Max and smiled at her, letting her know that even if he was making a doof of himself at least it was with the best of intentions. Or so he could make it seem anyway. In the process he glanced to a couple of kids on the rink. A few of them were just as bad as Chase was. Then again, they had an excuse. They were still little. One of the kids, though, was completely showing the others up. She was doing twirls and jumps and whatever other kind of skating tricks those were. "Didn't realize this whole place had its own competition," he couldn't help but comment. That kid was totally going to be the stuck-up-I'm-better-than-everyone-else type and either try to take over or make fun of everyone else, wasn't she? He couldn't help but ask Max curiously, "Did you ever do any skating competitions, too? Or was it always just dance?"

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Mac and Cheese Jan 31, 2016 21:36:08 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 31, 2016 21:36:08 GMT -5

This guy knew just the right things to say to her, didn't he? Max continued to grin as she listened to him, slowly nodding her a bit before she stopped, got a thoughtful look on her face, and then shrugged her shoulders. "Well... Maybe not sliding backwards, but something like that." Well, not unless you ended up on your butt, and Max nearly said the same thing as she watched Chase fall to the ice on his butt. She nearly fell herself; her arms stretching out towards him and her body bending in his direction. She slipped forward a bit, snorted out a laugh, an then rightened herself to where she wouldn't fall and to where she could help Chase up if he needed it.

Don't laugh, she told herself, even as he told her that she wasn't a very good teacher. Her lips quivered and she tried her best to keep a laugh down, but when she tried to stifle it with a deep breath, when she let the air out of her lungs a string of laughter came out as she bent her back again and hunched over. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I'm not laughing at you!" Taking another breath, when she was finally able to stop laughing, she watched as he got himself back standing, hanging onto the railing and looking at her as she, still, tried to keep herself from laughing. She bit her tongue for a second and then her cheek, but even so the grin refused to leave her lips. Oh, she hoped she wasn't embarrassing him!

"Okay. I think I'm better now." She cleared her throat, rested a hand on her hip, and took another breath to completely calm herself. "And I am not a bad teacher; a good date, I have to agree, but not a bad teacher. You just took a step before I was able to instruct you with anything." She puffed her chest out a bit to feign confidence and pride until she deflated it back down and grinned. "Besides, you falling is all a part of my lesson; you've got to fall and make mistakes in order to learn from them and get better. Now that you've fallen once, you'll know what to expect for the next time." Now that she thought about it, that was probably a good excuse to use for that moment. Deciding that she was going to go with it and act as if she meant for all of this to make sense, she rose her brows at him and then down at his butt. "Not unless you play hockey. But if we do this again I'll remember to bring padding for you. Though if they're strapped to your butt don't get embarrassed when people look at it. I mean, it does look nice already though," she flirted, glancing her eyes up at him playfully as she turned her eyes to look at the little kids that he, too, looked at.

She had to admit, some of them were pretty good, especially the show off, while others were a little lacking, but that didn't mean that they couldn't learn. All it took was practice and patience, two things that she had become all too accustomed to. Turning back to Chase a his question, she shook her head. "Nope! It's always just been dancing competitions for me. I don't think I'd do very well in a figure skating competition anyway. I may be able to skate and do a few tricks like that little kid can, but nothing like professional figure skaters can do." She shrugged her shoulders at the thought. "My dance instructor back at home was actually the one who always took me ice skating and taught me how to skate. He said that it'd teach me how to be more graceful on the dance floor, and I'd have better balance."

It worked, in it's own weird way, but she appreciated the unconventional ways her old instructor used to take with her in order to teach her how to be a better dancer. "Now, are you ready to actually start moving? We'll take it slow so that you don't fall, so long as you hold onto the railing, anyway," she joked, sticking her tongue out at him.

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Mac and Cheese Jan 31, 2016 22:22:46 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 31, 2016 22:22:46 GMT -5

Chase tried to keep a straight face while Max was laughing it up. Sure, she wasn't laughing at him. She could say that, but Chase was pretty sure that was only half true. Yet even he couldn't resist holding back a small laugh. Max's laughing could be kind of contagious! "You sure now?" he asked holding back another laugh and half teasing. "Cause if there's anything else you need to get out, feel free. Don't hold back on my account." Then again, she did have a point. Chase was the one who moved before Max could even direct him the right way. He didn't even realize he needed instructions. Or that there was more to it than sliding. Or walking backwards. Or whatever. Maybe he deserved a little bit of laughing. And he was sure to anyone else it was pretty funny. Really, the only one who didn't find it very funny was his butt. He raised an eyebrow at her next response. Actually commenting on how good his butt looked. She just kept surprising him. In a few good ways. It also meant Chase was getting the clearance to up his commentary a little, if he really wanted. He couldn't help but grow a smirk on his face. "Then maybe I should just skip the padding. Wouldn't wanna cover anything up. Unless you think I should, so it doesn't get too distracting." He smiled and gave her a wink. No, the comment wasn't supposed to come off as perverted or weird in any way. Part of it was him playing along. Part of it was him teasing. And part of it was flirting right back. Hey, if someone commented on his butt there was no way he was just going to let it pass by!

He gave a nod, trying to picture Max in a skating competition. While he couldn't completely, having not even seen her dance, he was sure she'd be pretty good. The balance thing kind of made sense too. How else was someone not going to fall on their butt on the ice? Balance, right? He shrugged his shoulders and leaned slightly against the railing. "That's too bad. I mean, it's cool cause dance is your thing in all. But can I say that's too bad cause you'd look even hotter in one of the skating outfits?" He wasn't even sure he used the right wording or if it came out right. But he was meaning it as a compliment, as he did with half of the stuff that had already been coming out of his mouth. And he wasn't wrong; Max could probably work just about anything!

Just to go along with it, Chase stopped leaning against the railing and actually held onto it slightly. "Fine. We'll start moving and I'll actually listen this time," he grinned. Even though at this point he really couldn't move too much without falling, let alone shaking, he did manage to lean his body forward. The fact that the railing was right near him and Max was still holding his hand made it much easier to hold his own without doing another half split. He was almost as close to her as he'd briefly been in the parking lot, but he still wasn't going to catch her off guard and surprise her with any sudden actions. If Chase was ever a player in any way, he was a polite player. He wasn't going to do anything without permission unless it was in the name of teasing or laughing. "You know it's a really good thing we're only on the first date. I don't bite tongues till the third date. Maybe the second, if we keep this up," he grinned with a wink.

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Mac and Cheese Feb 1, 2016 22:10:19 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Feb 1, 2016 22:10:19 GMT -5

Max could certainly get used to the back and forth bantering between the two of them. Hopefully it continued on, and hopefully the night continued to get better and better until it was time to end it and go home. Of course, the thought was disappointing; to leave this date and Chase for how ever long it would be before they were able to see each other again. No, no thinking about that right now. Max wanted to keep herself in the moment, and talking about Chase's butt was certainly a conversation that kept her in the moment, no matter how odd it was and no matter the looks that a few onlookers send their way as they listened lightly onto the conversation. Hey, it was their fault for listening! Nevertheless, Max continued to grin and looked back down at his butt playfully before she looked back at him. Had they been a little closer to each other, she likely would have smacked his butt playfully, but as it was she figured that she'd just have to do that at a later date. "Haven't I told you before that I have laser focus? I mean sure, it's definitely nice to look at and I'd hate for it to be padded, but I don't think I'm going to be seeing much of it while on the ice with you. Don't think I trust you enough to be behind you here without you falling. If anything, I think you're going to get a better look at mine than I will yours." Winking at him just as he did her, she tipped her head back up as he slid closer to him.

Biting her lip again, she gently let out a laugh until she rose her brows, telling herself to not be nervous about him being so close. It was nice in all sense of the word; she could feel a bit of his warmth again, just like she had back in the parking lot, and the hold on his hand tightened just a bit. But she didn't move away from him. Instead she listened to what he said, flushed at the thought of it all until she was able to laugh about it with her head bending down until she looked back up at him. She bat her eyes at him, just like she had back in the party, and she titled her head to the side. "Hmm... So, you bite tongues, huh? Anything else I should know that you bite n second and third dates?" She asked, her eyes glinting with amusement, a playfulness that wouldn't die down in her body, nor did she want it to. "But trust me when I say I think I look a lot better in some of the dancing outfits I have to wear. You must have never seen a dancing competition or performance? I think I'll have to show you one day."

People skated past them again, but Max paid no mind to them. All her attention was centered on Chase and in that moment she nearly forgot that they were even standing on ice, and she nearly forgot that she was supposed to be teaching him to skate, or at least a little bit. God, he really was attractive. She was so glad, so thankful, that Amy had pointed him out to her and pushed her to going over to talk to him. But not only was she very attracted to him physically, she was attracted to the personality that he was showing her. Oh, how she hoped that he wasn't putting an act in front of her. She didn't think so, she could see something going for these two, and she could feel her heart begin to flutter. She was nearly transfixed with the boy until she finally came to mind. Clearing her throat and running a hand through her hair, she turned her head to look backwards. "All right, so, let's get on with the lesson! Just... It's easy. For right now, just kind of slide yourself against the ice with pushing yourself with the railing. You know, scoot yourself, if that makes sense. And keep your legs still, just let your arms push you, and I'll help lead. Okay? Sound easy enough?"

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Mac and Cheese Feb 1, 2016 23:34:59 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Feb 1, 2016 23:34:59 GMT -5

Chase really liked the feeling of being this close to Max. Was it wrong that he could already picture them in a heated make out session? Watching her every movement; becoming fixed on the way she smiled or batted her eyes; listening to her comments; imagining how much hotter it would get up against her instead of just standing close. But no, that wasn't the thing to admit out loud. Especially not on the ice where he could fall at any moment and hit his butt. Again. And he wanted to give Max something good to look at. If his butt was one of those things, then so be it. He would be happy to give it to her. See what else she secretly had up her sleeve. "Guess I'm not tired of hearing about your laser focus just yet," he replied with a smile. "And don't you worry about me staring at yours. I'm sure I'll like just about any view of you."

He couldn't help but lick his lips slightly, not sure what his next response should be. Should he just imply something? Should it be a little bit dirtier? Should he just lean in and kiss her already? Damn Chase really wanted to kiss her. He was nearly close enough to, anyway. But it was so hard to focus with her looking so good and his thoughts becoming all jumbled again. Maybe it was his nerves getting the better of him again. Or maybe he was just too focused on her. This was definitely not just another date to him. Chase couldn't recall being on a date as awesome as this before. With a girl this awesome. Chase would be lying if he said he wasn't already thinking of other things to do with Max. But that was just the typical guy thinking. Or hormones or whatever. As tempting as those ideas were, as excited as he was for that prospect, he liked just talking to her and being with her as much. God she was hot. If only he could actually open his mouth and come up with something clever to say. Instead of...what was he even doing? Smiling like some idiot?

Before he even knew it, Max brought their attention back to skating. Oh yeah, that was a thing they were doing. Because they were on the ice. With skates. In the middle of a skating rink. Because that was what they agreed on. Get a grip, Chase! "I mean, I was gonna...bring up how I'd definitely like to see your costume...you in the costume...in the dance...sometime...I'll definitely wanna see..." He was screwing up his words again. How many girls could even say they did that to Chase? No, really, how many? He had no idea any more. Quickly clearing his throat, Chase gave a nod and held onto the railing. "Yeah we should probably skate. Yeah. Lesson time," he said just as quickly. He tried to focus on what Max was actually saying that time. He slowly moved one of his feet, letting the skate glide lightly on the ice. He didn't move very far and he was still wobbly, but he was at least half an inch more forward than he was two minutes ago. That had to be progress somehow...right? "Like that?" he asked, not even sure if he was doing it right.

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Mac and Cheese Feb 2, 2016 16:56:45 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Feb 2, 2016 16:56:45 GMT -5

Oh, this guy was so cute, to fine, so, so... Max didn't even know if she could describe it properly! Despite the cold that permitted from the ice beneath them, Max could feel herself heating up as she continued to look at him, listening to him stumble over his words as they slowly slid along the ice. She smiled as she listened, grinned really, and then finally let out a small giggle. "The next time I have a performance I'll have to let you know so that you can come," she said. The thought of him coming to one of her performances, while made her nervous, was something that she wanted to happen; she could imagine feeling him in the crowd somewhere, watching as her body moved under the lights that flashed and showed down her, and depending on the style of dance she could imagine her outfit billowing around her thighs with every turn, captivating him and the rest of the crowd as she kept on beat and moved to the music.

The only thing that bothered her in that picture was Jared. How would Chase take seeing her dancing closely with another guy, up against him depending on the dance? Maybe she shouldn't worry about that. Maybe he wouldn't even be worried about it. He'd understand that it was just a dance and understand that this was what she did, whether or not she danced along with other people.

That was something to worry about later, though. Likely the time for a performance would leave er so riled up that she wouldn't be too worried about what Chase thought of her dancing with another guy as she worried about trying to look perfect for not only the crowd and judges, but for him too. Mostly importantly, maybe. "Yeah, you're doing it good." She said, nodding her head encouragingly as she coaxed him into moving a little more. "Now, think you have a little more confidence to actually move your feat? Just lean forward a little, still hold onto the rail, and move your legs. Okay?"

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Mac and Cheese Feb 2, 2016 17:15:43 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Feb 2, 2016 17:15:43 GMT -5

Chase couldn't get over how well the night was going. Even with more nerves than he ever seemed to experience before he was still getting the girl. If he knew nervousness worked he would have tried it ages ago! But then again, that wasn't something he could fake. Did all girls even like it when guys got nervous? Oh well; not like it mattered much anyway. Chase smiled at the thought of seeing one of Max's dances. He wasn't entirely sure what he would expect from something like that. Maybe her dancing in a group. Or her having a solo. It didn't even occur to him that she could be dancing with a guy, let alone dancing close to a guy. But that would be a problem for Future Chase. Present Chase was just going to continue enjoying his night. "Sounds like another date," he said with a smile.

With their focus drifting back to the 'lesson' Chase really had no choice but to slide more across the ice. It wasn't much, but he did attempt to straighten his legs. Wait, he had to move his legs, too? And his feet? But skating was nothing like walking...how was he supposed to do this? He had to actually pause and think for a minute. As entertained as Max seemed about him falling down, Chase didn't want to spend all night doing that. And how was he supposed to show her a good time if he was constantly on the floor? Gripping onto the wailing, he attempted to take a step forward as though he were walking. He almost ended up slipping again but by some miracle was able to maintain his balance. He really was a lucky nugget tonight. "So...more like this?" He used the railing to help push himself forward a bit and leaned forward so he would continue moving instead of just stopping a couple of inches ahead. Ok so he was kind of cheating...but it got the job done didn't it? But at least he was moving so Chase would classify that as a mild success.Thinking about what Max said again, he kept his feet on the ice but lightly slid one of them forward, almost as though he imagined himself sliding across a tiled floor in a pair of socks. Huh...maybe that would've been an easier way to explain how to do that. You know, if this really was how skating worked.

"So be honest, I just gotta ask," he said after a moment, "how'd you think this date was gonna go? Like did you ever picture yourself giving someone skating lessons?" It wasn't that he was being insecure or nervous again; this time it was more a question of curiosity. He was pretty sure it was safe to say that not many people had been on first dates like this before. Chase liked it, personally. Lessons and all.

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Mac and Cheese Feb 4, 2016 19:00:53 GMT -5

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"Hmm... Another date," Max sounded, grinning at the notion of having another date with him, of already having planned things to o in the future with him. Who did that on a first date; certainly not in her most cases and on most of her other dates, but with him... The possibility seemed endless, and Max found herself wanting to walk through those doors to see what lie behind them. She nodded her head to what he said, then, and looked behind her to make sure that she wasn't going to crash into anybody. Coast clear. More people, those little kids, skated past them, laughing, even as one of them fell to the ground. But, just as before, he got back up, dusted his butt off, and started skating again, trying to catch up to his friends how seemed to have started some sort of game with each other. "I like the thought of that. A lot."

Turning her head to look back at him, she soon looked down at their feet and watched as he tried to keep himself steady on the ice. She still held onto his hand, not as tightly as before since she trusted him enough to not fall, though when he nearly slipped she braced herself in case he feel again. But he didn't, and at the notion of that Max couldn't help but beam as she, again, nodded her head to him. "Perfect, good job." This certainly wasn't the teaching that she was used to doing; she was used to teaching experienced dancers in a dance studio, when there was music playing and where there was a couple mirrors standing in front of them so that they could watch themselves. Would she be able to get Chase in there one day, to either watch her or even to try and dance? If his how he danced at the party was indication of how well he was able to dance, she wasn't really holding out much hope for ever being able to teach him to dance. But, that was okay. She still liked him nonetheless and found him amusing, cute, and endearing, something that a lot of guys she knew were everything but.

She thought about his question for a moment. In the process she looked behind herself again as they started coming up to one of the rounded corners, where the railing was smaller and less easier to hold onto as it melded into the wall. She figured they'd just take it slow when they got to that point, not that she certainly minded. "To be honest, I didn't expect anything like this," she answered as she turned her head to look back at him, a sense of honesty shining in her eyes as she soon started to grin. "I really didn't know what to expect, really. I mean, you seemed like a really cool and funny guy at the party, but I've learned from a few experiences that someone can act very differently when there isn't alcohol in their system. I was almost afraid of being a little disappointed with this date like I have with all the others, but... I was pleasantly surprised. You're really nice to talk to, someone that I feel like I can really be myself around, and I appreciate that so much." Blushing, Max grinned sheepishly as she used one of her hands to scratch the back of her neck. "I'm rambling though, sorry. I told you I do that a lot." Again another laugh came from her. "But what about you? What did you expect from this date?"

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

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Mac and Cheese Feb 4, 2016 23:25:51 GMT -5

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Chase only half realized he had said 'another date' after she repeated it. What was that? Like their third or fourth idea? Something like that? Seriously, who did that? Most people would maybe talk about a second date when the first date ended. Or a couple days after. Never during the first date, let alone so soon into the dinner. It was crazy how easy it came to him. To both of them, it seemed. The way they were just about to talk to each other. Seem so comfortable and relaxed around each other. Chase never had it that easy with anyone before. It was a good feeling. The kind of feeling he didn't remember ever experiencing with a lot of girls, if anyone. The kind where he was excited to make all these plans and see where they would go. What they could do together. It was almost like...he didn't know how to describe it except that he didn't want the night to end. More like, maybe, for it to go right from this date to the next one. Like an ongoing thing, almost. Was that too much? Crap, saying something out loud like that would almost sound weird. Or was weird. "I like it, too," Chase admitted with a smile. Really Chase, he thought, is that all you got? No, that wasn't all he got. He still had plenty of teasing in him, too. Something they both seemed to like. "Do you always get asked out for one of your shows by a guy you just met? Or am I just that lucky?" She did say she hadn't been on many dates; never exactly stated she didn't get asked out a lot. Though Chase couldn't imagine why on that either.

Chase was surprised that he was actually starting to get the hang of this skating thing. Ok, so it was more like baby steps. But it was progress. More progress than the last few minutes. "So too soon to ask for a reward for a good job? Or should we actually make it around the rink once in one piece?" he couldn't help but ask. He wasn't sure exactly what kind of response Max would give, but he was leaning towards another tease. And he was completely fine with that. When Chase looked ahead he noticed that the railing was slowly beginning to disappear from the wall, soon to be to the point where it would be nonexistent. At least for a bit. He wasn't quite prepared for that. Nor did he completely expect the kids to skate past them. Ok, that part he kind of did, though not necessarily at the speed they were going. So much for Chase being able to keep his balance, because he was sure it wasn't going to last too much longer. He lightened his grip on the railing, preparing for its disappearance, and involuntarily gave Max's hand a small squeeze. When he felt himself do that, he cleared his throat and lightly signaled towards the kids up ahead, who would more than likely come back around in no time. "Just so we don't get separated. They'll probably be coming back." Yeah, that seemed like a good cover.

Chase listened to response and studied her reaction. He didn't know what was going to come out of her mouth, except more than likely hopefully good things. And he was not disappointed with what he heard. She was being honest. And part of Chase understood where she was coming from. A first meeting could go really well but the date following could be underwhelming. Been there, done that. That was why, so many times before, Chase just considered getting their phone number a victory. The first interaction could go really well but any conversation or date afterward could be questionable. Heck, if he could even get a girl's number after a bad first meeting that was an even better accomplishment. Chase highly doubted he'd admit that out loud. Max, on the other hand, was being completely honest and putting everything on the table. She wasn't sure what to expect and was prepared for the same result again; and it turned out to be the complete opposite. For a moment Chase got so into what she was saying that he didn't even notice she was blabbing on. He let out a chuckle and shook his head. "Hey, you didn't have to stop on my account. You can keep going if you want to." But how was Chase going to answer her? He wanted to give her honesty because she had at least given him that. Yet at the same time he didn't want to be too honest. "No one's actually asked me that before," he admitted with a slight laugh. Though he should have known that after asking her first, she was going to return the question. "I actually never know what to expect on dates. I like to hope to have a good time, cause that's one of the whole points isn't it? I definitely expected to treat you to dinner and catch a movie. I didn't expect all these plans to come outta nowhere...I mean come on, we planned a freaking chocolate war! That's not exactly in the Dating 101 rulebook. And I definitely didn't expect to be fumbling on a pair of ice skates." He smiled and shook his head. No matter how many times he thought or said things like that, wondering who did what they did on a first date, it was so unbelievable. So out of the ordinary. There was no way anyone would believe Chase if he relayed this story to anyone, let alone said it went so well. Heck, he wouldn't believe it if he weren't experiencing it. "I think though, what I was most not prepared for, was to stammer like an idiot or screw up my words sometimes. Or to prefer talking to you instead of seeing a movie. It's been different, a good different. But without a doubt you did not disappoint at that party. And you definitely didn't disappoint tonight."

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∫ The Pokémon Master ∫
∫ The Goof ∫ The Nerd ∫ The Big Guy ∫ The Quiet ∫ The Proud ∫ The Quirk ∫
∫ The Girlie ∫ The Struggle ∫
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Mac and Cheese Feb 5, 2016 20:44:10 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Feb 5, 2016 20:44:10 GMT -5

Max looked back again before she looked up at Chase, raising her brows at his question before she thought about it. Had anyone asked to go to one of her dance performances, or, rather, had she taken any of their request seriously? "To be honest... I don't really know. She shrugged her shoulders at that, using her free hand to brush a few strands of hair behind her ear. "I mean, I have had some guys ask to see me dance after they found out that I'm a dancer, but I think they had ulterior motives to their questions. I don't think they really wanted to see me dance on stage, if you know what I mean." Grinning sheepishly at that, she quickly shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. It didn't matter; those guys had been no one important to her, and they hadn't given her nearly as good of an impression as Chase was giving her. "So, to answer your question, I think I can say that you're a little lucky. I actually don't think you mean anything else when you say that you want to see me dance." Of course she could tell that there was a flirtatious tone to his words when he mentioned it before, but, again, it wasn't like the other guys. It wasn't creepy, and despite everything, he felt like he wouldn't push her towards anything and that he would actually respect her.

She just hoped that she wasn't wrong with her assumption. God, did she hope that she wasn't wrong.

The railing was nearly gone when Max turned back to look behind her, and within that moment she felt Chase squeeze her hand a bit. She laugh a bit, as well as at his comment and shook her head, giving him an encouraging squeeze back. "So that we won't get separated? What, do you think those little kids are going to separate us and kidnap us? Though, I wouldn't put it past that show off--seems like that one's a bit of a sneak," she teased, winking playfully at him. "But I don't think it's too soon to tell you good job; you are doing good! Now whether or not your ready to get a reward will be determined how many times you fall on your butt before we get back around; if you fall down... Hmm, less than five times, then I'll consider it a success. Deal?" She rose her brows at that, tilting her head at the little suggestion as she beamed up at him, soon starting to listen to what he said about how he expected all of this to go.

Gah, no guy had ever been able to make her feel like this! Like he actually enjoyed being out with her, like he actually enjoyed listening to her. Who did that? And who was able to catch her attention so much that she was so happy to talk to him, happy enough to skip a movie and take him ice skating? It was odd, what they were doing, but Max liked it, she liked him, and the opinion continued to go up as their date continued on. This was so much better than sitting in a theater in silence. "Well remember what we talked about back at dinner, about how we like to have unexpected things happen in our life? I think we can count this date, and maybe each other, as unexpected, something that's good, something that I'm happy happened. You are definitely an unexpected thing in my life."

When the railing finally melded into the wall, no longer there, Max held out her other hand to Chase. "Want to grab my other just in case? I don't mind. Just trust me."

High Schoolers:

Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

Academy Staff:

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