“Nice house.”

“Why thank you.” Shay releases his arm from around Monica waist and turns to look at her. “What brings you to the woods.”

“Andrew actually asked me to come here, but I have yet to see him.”

“He’s actually inside. Want to come in.”

“I do but it’s so beautiful here. Sorry we don’t views like this from my apartment.” Monica just continues to gaze up at the stars as if nothing else exist.

“That’s why people come to the woods, it’s something I like to call camping.”

Monica can’t fight back a smile. “Ha, ha. Very funny.” The two simple continue to stand outside neither wanting to turn or move just being comfortable with the silence. Shay turns to Monica about to say something while someone beats him to the punch.

“So you do make it out here.” Mike is coming down the stairs holding a Mike’s which isn’t exactly mainly but Monica can’t help the girlyness of the drink.

“I can get away from my comfort zone.”

“What brings you here?”

“Andrew asked me to come.”

“Right. Did you get to read over my folder?”

“No.” Which is a lie Monica read over every detail Mike left and started making an outline of what to send back to him and where he should look.

“Oh I guess your really busy then.”

“No. Just not sure what kind of read I get from you and it makes me question working with you. Sure it’ll have your name to it, but my name will also be out there.”

“Ahh yes your precious name.”

“Sorry to interrupt but do you guys need a moment?” Shay is starting to back away unsure of where this conversation is coming from or what is with all the tension that came into the air.

“No, Shay you can stay out here with Mike I was just heading in.” Monica goes p the steps and makes it to the door frame when Mike is suddenly next to her. “Can I help you.”

“Yeah, I think I want to take you out for a date.”

“I’m not the kind of girl you think of doing something with. You either have the balls to ask or you don’t.” Monica just steps into the party leaving Mike at the door.

Party

“Omg I love this song!” Turn to being judged by Josh. “Hey everyone loves journey you so cannot be hating.”

“Oh I am not hating at all!.” With both just look at each other then I give a little flirty smile then go to walk back down stairs were a game is happening.

“Kelly.” Crap.

“Oh hey. What’s going on?”

“I was going to ask you that. Look I know I was being weird all night and avoiding you but there is just a lot going on so not really myself.”

“It’s fine. Look if there is a lot going on it’s chill.”

“But I just need to talk to you about something cause it’s really bothering me.” Well we went on one date so maybe he doesn’t know where we stand. That’ll make sense cause sometimes I am so scattered brained that I probably give of way to many singles. But you know when I like you. Trust me. “What do you think about drinking?”

Did he just ask me that? This is really happening. “Umm. Seriously?”

“Yeah. Sorry I know you underage and you have these stories about drinking and then randomly making out with guys. I don’t know. It bothers me.”

“Umm. Sorry?”

“I don’t know. I just want to know where you stand.”

“Listen I don’t want to come off as a total bitch but, I am. You are not my boyfriend. If we were together I could understand you asking me this. Or asking me other questions but your not. So I am not going to answer that. I’ll see you later.”

“Wait I didn’t mean to.” Goodness I am just going to keep walking before I blow up on this idiot. Screw that. Walking away can be seen asme being hurt or immature.

“Listen. Don’t say you didn’t mean to especially since you have been hanging out with me for months and see how I act. I bring up my past because I have one. You don’t know my past. Yes I am defensive about it because they way you brought it up wasn’t right. You should of brought it up another way or at another time. You choose to do it here. You heard those stories and still choose to ask me out on a date. That was your decision.”

“Kelly. I’m sorry. I know I don’t see you acting in any of those ways but you talk so relaxed about it so I just don’t know what to think.”

“I’m not going to tell you want to think. I am a very upfront person. I am answering you. I could have walked away but I choose to give you an answer.”

“I appreciate that. Let’s forget I asked.”

“You can’t unask a question so no. I can’t forget you asked.” With him stunned I simply walk down the stair to continue on with the games. Not mind games.