♥ J. Middleton.

k.c. rolls up his sleeves with a confident grin as he steps up to the hoop shot booth. "watch this, i'm going to win you the biggest bear here."

Jenna crossed her arms and took a step back waiting for the once renounced basketball star to show off his skills. "Wow, you actually did it. Color me impressed once again."

Carter's gaze softened as Jenna's words hung in the air, but there was a flicker of unease behind his eyes. He bit down gently on his bottom lip, the hesitation clear as he shifted uncomfortably. His brows furrowed, a mix of confusion and sincerity showing on his face. "I am starting to like you like that, Jen, but I don't go that quick," he confessed, his voice laced with vulnerability. His fingers fidgeted slightly as he glanced away momentarily, then back to her, as though trying to find the right words. "I told you it takes longer for me to commit myself to someone," he added.

One tear rolled from Jenna's eye as she took in every word he just said. Maybe it was too soon. They weren't official but it had been 6 months of them talking and she had grown too attached. "I'm sorry. I can't help the way I feel. I know you're not a heartless monster but with my overload of feelings and your lack thereof. I'm at a crossroads." The blonde then put her hands in her pockets with one leg up against the wall. It was awkward now and it was all on her. "I just don't think I'm asking for much." She admitted. This was an open and honest conversation she'd been wanting to have for a while now.

"I was starting to think you weren't going to show." Eli had his schoolwork sprawled out over the table at the Dot. " I ordered us some cappuccinos."

"I didn't really have a choice." Jenna sat down across from him. "Thanks. Hopefully you choose vanilla, their mocha is just plain awful." She rolled her eyes. "Look we both need this play for grades so let's just get on with it."

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"And i usually don't get asked to dance." She nonchalantly flirted back with an oblivious lie. Though, Jenna didn't frequent the club she was usually asked to do something more than once. "I guess I'll take the chance."

Carter raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on the blonde-haired girl as her words hung in the air, sharp and raw. His frown deepened, but his voice remained steady, almost detached. "What do you want me to do about it?" he asked, a hint of frustration creeping in.

Jenna couldn't decide if she wanted to remain serious or not. She hated that he had that control over her. Carter could say or do anything to turn a situation around and make her lose her train of that. "Um," she bit her lip, "I want you to say it back." She said nervously.