"Hey! Brenna! It's been so fucking long sense I've last seen you! Oh my god you still look so beautiful!" The tall man said. Something about his accent seemed so familiar I just honestly couldn't put my finger on it.

"You don't remember me.... don't you?" The guy said brushing his black hair from his eyes. I've got to admit, he was actually pretty attractive. Bright blue eyes, longish black hair in that sort of "emo" fringe, some shade slightly darker than a metal gray snake bites (which were his piercings) He smiled slightly, his pink lips were so full.

"I'm really sorry.. I'm afraid I don't,," I said with a slight giggle my lips twitching slightly into a half smile. 

"Well, first don't freak out.. I've changed everything about me honestly.. my appearance, along with my attitude, I wish I could change my name along with the past we had..." He said looking down frowning a bit and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. I smiled slightly, still trying to figure out who he was. I mean was he an ex? I would have remembered.. right?

"Oh yea... and my name.." He began again looking up and biting his lower lip. "Just...-" he began but stopped with a sigh. 

"Don't freak out okay..?" The guy said again as he jerked his head to the side his long black hair woshing out of his eyesight again. I nodded my eyes scanning his face.

"I wish I could take back everything I had ever done to you... and I'm just..." he began and sighed looking at me as we kept skating along with the crowd of people.

"I'm just... I'm sorry... and it's me... Blake.." He whispered slightly, his blue eyes scanning my face as if they were piercing into my soul. For some odd reason, I didn't feel so... So angry anymore.. I bit my bottom lip and looked down staying silent trying to process what just happened over in my head.

"I miss you, I'm so sorry... And I'm not asking to just be accepted into your life... But can we be friends again...? And maybe even more than friends in the future..? I miss you so much... I regret everything I said to you, or what I did to you... I'm so sorry..." He rambled on not giving me time to process my own thoughts which was stressing me out.

"Yes.. We can just... Agrah.." I laughed slightly trying to change the subject. 

"Go away!" I looked around to see a Chloe laying flat on the ground and a struggling Austin attempting to pull her up. I sighed and slightly rolled my eyes. 

"I'll be back.. Or I'll probably leave with Chloe... Here's my number if you wanna keep in touch I guess..?" I offered. I guess ever sense Jaime left, I took more risks..

Blake smiled and took the piece of paper and skated off while I made my way over to Chloe and Austin. The other Of Mice & Men boys stood gathered around the broken couple. 

Pushing past the boys I grabbed my best friend up by the arm and drug her out of the rink. 

"HE CANNOT WALTZ BACK INTO MY LIFE! YOU NEVER CALLED! YOU JUST LEFT!" She screamed, tears running down her face her makeup leaking. 

I bit my lip and quickly got my skates off along with hers and wrapped an arm around my sad best friend. We shuffled from the rink trying to avoid eye contact. 

"common! Brenna! Chloe? Wait up!" I looked around to see Austin frantically running towards us.

I turned around, my arm still around Chloe tightly.

"Austin, go away. She doesn't want to see you. And I don't blame her.." I spat and turned again beginning to walk to the door.

"Hey Austin!" That voice. It sounded so...familiar.. Cocking my eyebrow slightly I turned my head and saw the one person I did but didn't want to see... Jaime stood there, a huge smile on his face. His sort of baggy darkish blue jeans clinged to his legs yet still managed to look loose. He wore a blue and black checkered flannel which buttoned up about his mid chest, the sleeves rolled up revealing his tattooed arm and the other bare arm. Squinting my eyes in frustration I shook my head trying to look away, but he looked up. 

Our eyes locked. I couldn't stop what was happening, but it felt like we were tied together forced to look at each other. My mouth grew dry and the lump in my throat tightened. His brown eyes pierced into my soul and I just didn't know how to cope with it. I wanted to run into his arms and cry, but I also wanted to run away and cry. I was broken from the trance as Chloe's sobs became louder. I frowned slightly and broke the gaze readjusting my grip on her and we shuffled quickly to the car. 

She opened the car door and I forcefully shoved her into the car slamming the door and running back inside, because I forgot my phone like the idiot I am. Running threw the main entrance I made my way to the poorly lit area where people could put on skates. Quickly I spotted my phone along with my shoes. With a quick sigh I rushed over there reaching for my items. 

"nope, you can't have them." a familiar voice said. Looking up I saw Mike, his arms rested across his chest and he had a stern yet caring look painted onto his face. I bit my lip and gave a sad glance. He opened up his arms and smiled widely encouraging me to give him a hug. I accepted and hugged him tightly wrapping my arms around his torso and shoving my face into his chest. 

[dude, I'm sorry it's like 3:30 in the morning, and I fucked up my wrist. lol]