No Escape

"Yeah. It's great."

“No problem” she smirked as she skated off, once she had the speed she ent into a triple turn and landed back on the ice perfectly. “That was a triple.”

Luke pretended to yawn when she did a triple turn. “Boring.”

"You think you could do better?"

“I can do better.”

“Prove it.”

"No problem" she smirked as she skated off, once she had the speed she ent into a triple turn and landed back on the ice perfectly. "That was a triple."

“Your the one who fell.”

“I’m still the best.”

"I can do better."

“No problem. Want to see how the champ does it?”

“If anyone’s the champ it’s me.”

"Your the one who fell."

She nodded. “You liked funny trying.”

“Wow thanks.”

"No problem. Want to see how the champ does it?"

“Let me clean it so it doesn’t get infected. I told you you couldn’t do a double turn.”

“Nah it’s good. That’s because I don’t figure skate.”

She nodded. "You liked funny trying."

"Let me clean it so it doesn't get infected. I told you you couldn't do a double turn."

“"Yes jax. They were. You were a bad boy.”

“"It's just funny!”

“I’m aggressive…I just…was angry.”

“Okay.”

“I really owe you, Riley.” Mykie whispered softly, attempting to make as little noise as possible. The bangles on her wrists were already clinking together, and with each twang they produced, she couldn’t help but wince. “I promise I’ll be as quiet as a mouse.”

“Just hurry so I don’t die tonight.”