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Good day

Boyfriend?

Yeah. I guess so.

"Good morning." Ben smiled, kissing my forehead.

It felt nice. Maybe I can finally be happy.

I smiled.

" mornin'." I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

"We should do something today. Something fun." Ben said.

I nodded, thinking of something we could do.

"We should invite milo. I need to explain all of this to him anyway. We should all go skateboarding or something." I said.

Ben nodded, getting up and slipping his clothes on from yesterday.

"You can just wear mine, you know." I said.

He blushed, allowing his pants to slip back down his legs. He found my sweat pants and put them on.

They were oversized, so he had to tie them tightly.

I liked the way they fit jorge perfectly. I could wear his clothes too.

I shook my head, looking at Ben and smiled.

"Bit big yeah?" I asked, laughing, pulling at the hem of the sweats.

He laughed too.

"Come on, get dressed." He said .

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Ben slipped on a thin yellow- knitted sweater, with blue ripped jeans and white tennis shoes.

It was nice, I had to admit. The pale yellow complimented his soft toned skin.

I couldn't help but think what jorge would've worn. Probably a short skirt, and a thin short sleeved shirt tucked into it.

None of that mattered now anyway, though. Jorge was gone, and he wasn't coming back. Plus he got expelled, and probably moved even further away.

I took a breath in, and started the car as ben picked the music.

I always let him pick. I don't really care what we listen to.

I had texted milo about skating before we got in the car, he told me he'd love to, and he'd be ready in twenty minutes.

I sent the "on my way" text, and drove off.

"And you smell so sweet, like fresh picked daises." Ben hummed, swaying his head slightly to the music.

I parked in front of milos house, texting him that I was here.

He instantly came running out of his front door, and opened the back passenger seat.

"Hey Ben, hey benji." Milo said. Ben smiled at him, waving, and complimenting his shirt.

Milo laughed, explaining the fuzzy worms on strings that were on his shirt.

As I was driving to the skate park, I felt bens hand slip into the one I had rested on the center console.

I hadn't really wrapped my mind fully around the fact that we are now dating. It doesn't feel any different from before. Maybe its because we were friends first. I wasn't really friends with Jorge before I started dating him.

I pulled into the parking lot of the skate park, and got out to open the back trunk.

I got two of my skate boards out, and some roller blades for Milo, because I know this man has no center of gravity. He'll probably still fall on these.

I handed him the bright blue blades, and he whined, slipping them on.

"Benji? Do you have any knee pads?" Ben asked, adjusting his red hair so that it was pinned back into cute pink Barrettes.