The Notorious Story Of Jupiter Rory

Chapter Twenty-Six

"Oh I'm a mess right now, I'm freaking out."

I walk through the arena doors, feeling my face burn slightly in embarrassment. I didn't want to be here, but Noah got me to come.

Saying that he had to teach me to skate, and give me my Saturday night dinner. All because it's part of the deal.

I was starting to think this whole situation was stupid.

I drop down to the stands, watching as Noah plopped down in front of me; taking my shoes off and replacing them with skates. He ties them on good, before helping me up to my feet.

I was dressed warm today, sweatpants and a thick sweatshirt I stole from Bellamy. Along with a hat and some mittens.

He helps me onto the ice, my legs instantly wobbling, I was never going to learn. It was impossible, I was too stuck in my head all the time, off in my own little world.

I could barely walk as it is, and he wanted to turn me into a skater.

My fingers intertwined with his, my hands holding onto Noah for dear life, as he skated us around the rink.

Music playing through the arena.

He lets go of my hands suddenly, letting me skate on my own and it wasn't completely terrible. I kept my balance, my legs still shaking as I slowly skated around him.

He skated towards me, grabbing my hand in his once again, pulling me around on the ice.

Dakota and Shiloh ended up showing up, wanting somewheres to chill and snack for a bit. So they sat on the stands, munching out while Noah pulled me around.

He spins me around me letting go of my hand again, I skate outwards before sliding around, skating towards him with ease.

"That's my girl!" Noah shouts out, clapping his hands while I skated towards him.

"Yes bitch! Skate it up!" Dakota shouted out from the stands, clapping her hands together.

She shot me a thumbs up, when my eyes landed back on Noah who was suddenly skating towards me, his arms outstretched.

We were going to crash into each other.

"Your actually skating!" Noah says, stopping a few inches away from me, looking over me.

I glanced up at him, shooting him a cheeky grin, "Maybe I was born to skate," I shot back sarcastically, playing with my hands.

"Catch me if you can!" I shout, skating away from Noah.

He grumbled out behind me, and I could hear him approaching me, his skates gliding on the ice behind me.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he spins us around before coming to a fast stop, his arms wrapped tightly around me.

I glanced up and his face was right there, a few inches away from mine, his eyes roaming across my face with uncertainty.

I couldn't help but stare at him, because he was actually a handsome guy. Of course I'd never tell him that because his ego would only grow.

"You actually did it Ju-"

"It's Jupiter." I snapped, cutting him off before he could say whatever stupid make it was he chose.

He rose an eyebrow at me, his eyes roaming across my face, curiosity burning in his eyes, along with another emotion I couldn't quite name.