"As if!" I replied, hopping down from the chair. He pulled at my hand, looking sternly at me.

"I don't have to have a reason to like you… do I?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why do you like me?" he asked and I decided to be truthful.

"Uhh because you're extremely hot, a really cool guy and are in a pretty awesome band… Adam always hated it whenever I looked at you, but pretended not to notice," I said as he smirked. I realised he was still holding my hand, so I asked him to let it go.

"No way," he breathed before placing both his hands on my cheeks and kissing me. I pulled away moments later, unable to factor that I was locking lips with the guy I'd only thought was off-limits for the past few years!

"What did you just do?" I asked, pushing my hair out of my face and looking up at him.

"Kissed you. You couldn't remember what happened at the party, and I could, and it was like the best kiss I've ever had-" I sat on the bed, pulling him back towards me as we made out again for a few minutes.

"Is this why you came over here?" I asked, running my hands over my legs. He watched as I did this before answering.

"Yes! I couldn't pretend that what happened at the party was just like any other hook-up. I've never liked a girl for as long as I have with you before asking them out, and the last time that happened was in year eight! After that I just couldn't seem to keep a girl…" I lay down, him hovering centimetres above me, looking into my eyes.

"I won't leave you for any other guy, even if they're hotter than you," I said and he narrowed his eyes.

"You saying I'm not hot enough?" I pushed his cheek with my hand out of stupidity.

"No, I don't think anyone could be hotter than you Trent," I said and he was happy with that, leaning down and kissing me fiercely.

The next morning Ellie had invited herself over at eleven am, helping herself to fruit out of the fruit bowl on the counter. I was outside getting the mail when Trent came downstairs. Ellie froze.

"Whoa… are you lost Trent?" she asked.

"No," he replied.

"Are you stealing from Chloe's house?"

"No!" I returned at the door when Ellie asked me why he was here.

"Because I want him here," I said, smiling as he brought his mouth to mine. I heard a soft thud on the counter top, and looked up a few seconds later to see Ellie's jaw dropped wide open, her apple lying helplessly on the counter top.

"You-aren't-are-you?" she said, and we nodded.

"I think I'm going to die… Do you know how hot he is?" Ellie said to me right in front of him. He laughed as I calmed her down.

"Dude you have Mitch!"

"Oh yeah…" she trailed off as both of us laughed.

"Well I'm going to leave you two lovebirds alone," she said, hopping off the stool and waving goodbye. I put my foot on the foot-rest of the stool and pushed myself up onto the counter, grinning as Trent slid his arms down my legs, resting them at my back as we exchanged intimate moves. My mum came in and disrupted us.

"Why is Trent here?" she asked, oblivious to the breakup of Adam and I.

"He's my boyfriend now," I said, smiling slightly.

"What happened to Adam?" she asked, looking a little upset.

"Adam dumped me, he's the world's biggest jerk so it wasn't too much of a loss… besides, Trent is a thousand times better than Adam ever was," I said, looking at his grin as he moved closer to my face. My mum left us alone when I suddenly remembered something, pulling apart from him completely, and making a noise that startled him.

"I have to show you something!" I exclaimed, grabbing his hand and dragging him up the stairs. I let him go at my door, going through all the pieces of astray papers on my desk when I finally found it.

"Don't… don't laugh," I said, handing it to him. He studied it, complimenting that it was a well-drawn picture.

"Wait, isn't this what you were drawing in class that day?" I nodded slightly and he smiled cutely.

"Can I… keep it?" he asked and I nodded again. He folded it carefully and put it in his pocket before telling me he had to work on his bike in the garage.

"You can come if you want; it's kind of boring though…"

"We can talk!" I said, pulling a summery dress on over my singlet and pulling my pyjama shorts off underneath it, while he was still there. We went down to his house and I took hold of his hand. He looked down at it, eventually swinging them back and forth.

"This isn't weird is it?" I asked him as we entered his driveway.

"Nope, especially not with you!" he said, leaning closer and pecking my lips as we entered his garage. We spent the remainder of the morning talking as he did maintenance on his bike. The following morning I woke up bright and early around four-thirty am, heading to the rink for an early practice session at five am. I skated until ten am, and that was when I was truly exhausted. When I went to my bag and checked my phone, I'd gotten some messages from Trent, asking me how I was. I texted him back as I left the rink, and upon arriving home he invited me over to his place for the day.

Bring your swimmers… just in case - he added, and so I pulled on my dark green bikini and shorts and my thin white shirt. I wrote mum a note before heading out to his place. I knocked on the front door and his mum answered it.

"Trent, another one of your 'friends' is here," she yelled out in a monotone way.

"Mum, she's not just a friend…" Trent said, coming down the stairs in board shorts and a shirt.

"I didn't need to know that Trent," she said before he corrected her at the fact I was his actual real

girlfriend.

"Oh there's my boy!" she said, scruffing up his hair before walking off.

"Sorry about that," he said, letting me inside. We went upstairs and I saw a white door with several signs on it.

"You have a really nice room!" I said as I looked around in awe. There was a window adjacent to the door and there was his bed next to it – a black box frame with white sheets and black pillows. There was a desk too, completely covered with school work adjacent to his bed.

"I know," he said before he turned me around and kissed me. I kissed back as my hands entangled in his hair and he pulled us both down onto the bed. My legs were either side of him and I slowly back up so that my lips were barely out of his reach. He tried to lean up to me but my hands in his hair limited him. He growled, fighting to get his lips back on mine again, so I gave in. Eventually we pulled away for breath, before I slid off him and backed slowly out of the room.

"Where are you going?" he asked, slowly sitting up. He then chased me down the stairs and I got halfway down the path when his arms hooked around my waist, my hands pulling at his arms to get them off as I laughed, hearing him gives short bursts of laughter. My shirt was slipping over my shoulder, revealing my bikini top. He suggested we go to the beach and I told him I couldn't be bothered to walk, when he reminded me he had a motorbike already. We got on it a few minutes later and rode down to the beach, him chasing me yet again. We took our clothes off on the sand and went in the water. He splashed me and it was cold, so I kicked water back at him. He tried to grab my foot but missed, yet when I did it again he got it and I fell under the water, having lost balance. I surfaced to hear his laughter, so I wiped the water from my eyes and jumped on him, but it had little effect. He picked me up in his arms, so I was horizontal to the ground.

"I was thinking of piercing my belly button," I said, tracing it and smirking as he stared at my stomach.

"I've heard they hurt a lot," he said but I pushed his dry hair out of his face.

"I'll live," I said as he almost dropped me again, purposely.

"Don't do that!"

"Or else?"

"Or else I'll dump you and move schools!"

"Yeah right, that's too much work…"

"I'll spread rumours about you!"

"God you're rude!" he stated as I grinned cheekily.

"Hey, don't make plans for tomorrow night," he said, putting me down.

"Why?" I asked but he left me in the water, going back up onto the shore. He pulled his shirt on and went to leave when I charged at him, tackling him to the sand.

"Where are you going?" I asked, dripping water all over him.

"Nowhere! Dude you're making me wet!" he realised what he'd said and told me he didn't mean it like that as I sat back on my feet, laughing as I threw sand at him.

"Just don't make plans, okay?" he asked me. We went back home, him dropping me off at my place. I went inside and thought about where he possibly could be taking me. I found out the following afternoon at five-thirty pm, that he was taking me out to the Mexican restaurant so we could eat tacos. He picked me up on his bike, so I somehow sat gracefully on the bike, whilst in a dress which was restricting in most areas. I was also wearing my wedges, which matched my purple dress perfectly.

"Tacos… an interesting food choice, although not the easiest thing to eat, especially on a date," I said as we entered.

"That's what makes it fun," he said, telling me that he and Mitch could down at least twenty tacos before feeling absolutely full. After we'd eaten, we got back on his bike, and I wondered where he was going when he drove straight past our street, pulling up in the beach car park. I slipped my shoes off as we headed to the sand, walking along the shoreline, our feet in the water. He stopped me about halfway, pushing his lips to mine, and I happily accepted him. We eventually went home, and he'd already sent me a message saying he loved tonight. I smiled as I got into bed, texting back and forth about his gig tomorrow.

"You look hot," he said as I shut the front door behind me. I was wearing my wedges, jeans and a black top, him wearing skinny jeans and a singlet.

"Well so do you, as always," I grinned as he kissed me before we got on his bike. We pulled up outside the wharf hotel, and this time I went backstage with him, holding hands. I saw Ellie there too, Mitch telling her about the different parts of the equipment. She looked up at me, distracting herself from Mitch's explanation completely as she hugged me. Ten minutes later they told us to take a seat on the two stools near the front of the stage to watch them. Both of them regularly looked at us, smiling as we sang along, and I was definitely looking forward to my summer a lot more now.