Forever Is Now

On Thin Ice

Mackenzie | pov

"Why are you running?" Noah asks me. He is picking me up from my house.

"I am so excited Noah," jumping into the front seat. I love ice skating.

I quickly drove home straight after practice leaving everyone behind. Finding an outfit to wear to the ice rink, was so easy - You can tell I've been mentally planning this for a while. Considering that it is an indoor rink, I went with black fitted sweat pants cuffed ankle, a matching sweat shirt that I tucked under my sports bra ( Just for a little cuteness ), a white bomber jacket and Air Force 1s. What took a while was making sure my high pony tail was sleek and tight.

Throughout the drive, Noah is playing all the Frank Ocean and J Cole songs we both like. We've known each other since kindergarten, he moved away for about 4 years and when he came back, we started our friendship and seen each other through a lot things since then. What people don't know is that he was my first kiss when we were young. I've chosen to not tell anyone because I don't want to make it seem like it is a big deal. But I have heard him tell people that we went to the same kindergarten. For a long time, I did not remember who Noah was, until he brought it up because I had showed him a photo of myself as a baby. He showed me pictures his mom took of us, sitting next to each other in that class and my memories started making sense.

"Are you sure you know how to skate?" Noah asks.

None of my friends have ever taken me ice skating, it is something my sister and I always used do but stopped when she left. "I know how to make sure I won't fall," I laugh a little.  "And I know what you are thinking, no , I will not be holding onto the wall the entire time."

"Come on, we don't have all night," he grabs my hand after we've put the boots on. 

The rink is fairly empty considering that it's a school night. So we can skate without bumping into other people. I am having a lot fun. Noah is basically a pro but falls a few times and I have been true to my word that I will not fall. After almost 2 hours on the ice, I've had enough and Noah's pants is dump from all the falling. He wore well fitting blue jeans, a white hoodie and black Balenciaga sneakers.

"I really want a slushy," I bat my eye lids at Noah and he already knows how I like it : mix, not just one flavour. He gets himself one as well and go back to his car.

"You handled everything well today," Noah says and I know that he is talking about my mini speech to the group.

"Why do I sense a 'but' coming?" I turn to look at him after buckling the seat belt and he starts the car.

He does that sexy one handed manoeuvre out of the parking lot, "But... you need to talk to Daphne, you can't leave it alone forever." Why is leaving it alone not an option? " You cried the day you heard her call Monica her best friend," Noah reminds me of the night I called him crying. That was probably the day when I finally realised that my friendship with Daphne will never be the same. That day, she hardly looked at me, Monica had all her attention.

I shake my head, "Daphne doesn't do well with confrontation."

"Well, it's a good thing it's a conversation and not a confrontation," Noah says.

Daphne is the sensitive one, out of all of us, he knows this. "But you know how she'll take it."

"You are doing it again. Putting someone else's feelings before your own. You did that with Steven, everyone else mattered before what you actually wanted for yourself. Mackenzie, you were hurt - say it out loud," his voice is slightly raised and I can tell he is getting annoyed by my behaviour.

"I was hurt," it's not my first time saying this. It's just the first time saying it out loud, to anyone other than myself.

"Good but I meant to her," Noah puts his hand on my thigh and taps me a few times, before quickly removing it.

I nod, "I'll think about it."

"Can you think about what you want to eat as well?" He asks.

"Nope, my brain will short circuit," we both laugh.

Noah figured MacDonalds is a good idea and I was not mad at that. He chose the drive thru, when I told him I needed to head home before my mom blew up my phone.

"Okay, you satisfied?" He said as he parked outside my house.

"Yeah, thank you so much Noah. I will never forget this," I get out of his car with half of the slushy left and my order in the bag.

He nods his head "Good night Mackenzie," I close his door and walk up to the house. Once I've opened my door, I hear him start the car and drive off.

I look around the house and see that the lights are on, my mom must be here. "Hello mom," I say as loud as I can.

She greets me back from the kitchen. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I am. I went ice skating with Noah,"

Her eyes immediately shoot up, "Just you and Noah," her tone is a little suggestive but I ignore it.

I nod back, it is not out of the ordinary for Noah and I to go places, that's why when he asked, it didn't shock me. Wanting to move on, I offer her some of my food but I already know she'll say no. My mother excuses herself while I eat to go into her office to work. Out of nowhere my phone rings. It's Wayne and a part of me is not shocked.

"You don't have homework to do?" I say as soon as I answer the phone.

"I should be asking you that Miss Figure Skater?" He has a sarcastic tone and I know we have an issue but I don't want to have heavy conversations over the phone, so I'll keep it light.

"Is that jealousy I hear?"

He laughs a little, "Yeah, I spent the afternoon listening to Ivan and Tiffany argue, Daphne and Micheal were nowhere to be found and Noel and Shawn just kept making out in front of us," I have had to make myself used to my group of friends.

"Why didn't you just leave?" I ask Wayne.

"I'm Ivan's personal driver. But I didn't want to come home and just think about you the entire time,"

I'm already blushing, "Oh, you think about me?"

"Yes, even though you called me a wimp today," as much as I was not expecting that, it doesn't surprise me. I said what I said intentionally and I know he is smart enough to pick up on it.

"I didn't call you a wimp," I'm lying, I did.

"Not in those exact words," smart boy.

"This is something we should talk about in person," I don't want to do this now, talking about this makes things so complicated, I'm not ready. And talking means I need to be honest about how this makes me feel.

"I'm on my way,"  Now this is something I was not expecting.

"It's 9 p.m.," on a school night. Why am I living life like I don't want to graduate or have any parental supervision.

"I know you don't sleep until midnight. Let's talk." He laughs a little but I know he is not joking.

"Bring Ivan. If you come alone, my mother will kill us both," my mom is not very strict, I have a few freedoms but being alone with a boy at night would be pushing it.

"Aight," he hungs up.

Now, it's time to face the music.

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