Back at it Again (One-on-One)

She pulled out of the parking lot, checking over her shoulder.

"We don't have a song."

* * *

He took off his glasses to clean them.

"Seals?"

 

"Do you really want our song to be 'Halo' by Beyonce?"

* * *

"Will you cry when you see them eat fish?"

 

She sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Ugh... This goes against every part of my body."

* * *

"Then this is already going to end better than my field trip."

 

"Seriously. Every part of me is protesting this."

* * *

"Well, I figured it would, but now I'm sure."

 

"I do not. Did you not just hear everything I said?"

* * *

He kissed her, brushing her hair back.

"You're better. Seriously."

 

"I do not. I physically protest against it."

* * *

"You are better than 30 8-year-olds."

 

She squinted at him.

"We're done."

 

"You heard me."

* * *

He laughed, resting an arm on her shoulders.

"You need better compliments."

 

She raised an eyebrow as they pulled up to her old apartment.

***

"It's a fact."

 

She took the key out of the ignition, turning to look at him and folding her hands in her lap.

* * *

"Who's the teacher, you or me?"