Memory Loss

Memory Loss Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I turn back towards Damen, and I know he can see both the confusion and joy on my face. "It's an ice arena. I thought you would think it was cool." He said giggling at his own ice is cold joke. I gave a fake laugh to it even though I did find it a little amusing.

"It's amazing and beautiful. Are we going on it?" I asked getting a bit scared now that I know that I'm going on a big sheet of ice, possibly to my death with a guy I just met yesterday.

"Yup, I'll go rent the skates-what size are you?" He asked looking over his shoulder but kept walking towards a sign that said RENTALS.

I think about that for a moment and remember when I put my sneakers on the other day the tag on the inside had a number on it. "8 should do just fine." Still trying to believe that I'm going to be going out there, on skates, on a big sheet of ice... where other people are and that I could crash into, and possibly fall cracking my head open.

"Okay, I'll come back with your skates." He said smiling and walking towards the rental area. There was a little bit of a line, so I went over to the boards and watched as people went skating by. A couple kids had these plastic things to help them learn, maybe I should try that out... just to be safe. I'm assuming that Damen knows how to skate, or he would never have thought to bring me here in the first place. Awesome, I'm going to look like a complete idiot on what I could possibly call a first date.

As I stand there watching the other skaters, a girl goes flying passed me and jumps in the air and spins! She even landed it, on one leg none the less! I couldn't believe it. When I saw that I had a memory flash back of watching TV and someone competing doing this, but them being the only one on the ice. I remember wanting to learn how to do that!

He came back with a beautiful pair of white figure skates for me. And bulky black skates for himself. Those were cool too; they had blue and gray on them. But still my skates were better than his in my opinion. "Damen! I remember wanting to learn to do this! I remember watching a competition on TV with someone skating and doing all these cool tricks!" I was so overjoyed I almost had tears in my eyes, that's when I remembered we were in a public setting and a couple people were looking at us now. I pull myself together and take my skates from Damen and go towards a bench where others are putting on their skates to follow suit.

"That's amazing! See we will get your memory back in no time! Do you know if you ever ended up doing it? Skating that is?" I sit down and take off my shoes and stare down at my feet and the skates for a solid 25 seconds. I turn to him, and he asks, "need me to help with lacing you up?" Damen is already in his skates and ready to go. Show-off! He totally has done this before, and I'm totally going to fall right on my ass.

"No, it's okay I think I know how to do them." I lied saying that, but I was determined to show that I could do it on my own. I watched as another girl a couple people down started doing up her skates and tried to follow along. I put my fingers around the laces and away I went. Crossing them left and right over the little teeth like looking things. Then finally a bow at the top. Once I started it was like second nature doing them up. There is small hope now that I've done it before, the question is-does my brain and body remember how to skate? Only one way we are going to find out I guess.

"Uh that was fast. I guess you skated before and just didn't remember." He said that with a giggle and his arms on his side with a slightly impressed look on his face. He just continues to look more handsome every minute I look at him. When he giggles I notice the faint lines at the sides of his eyes, must be from always smiling and laughing.

"Hahaha how nice of you to make fun of the girl with no memory." I said with a harsh look on my face but making sure to laugh after, so he knew I wasn't being serious. He held his hand up in defense "okay, okay I'm sorry," he said with a puppy dog face that made me smile. "Let's just get you on the ice, okay?" He offered out his hand to help me stand and up I went. I was taller now having the skates on with the blades which felt a little weird and off putting, it made me lose my balance for a second when I first stood up, but Damen held my hand tighter to support me. We carefully walk along the matted floor towards the opening to the rink.