Part 13: Jenna's Point of View "Mason, why are we at the school?" He shook his head and took my hand. I couldn't help but blush. "We're not. We're at the theater." He stated simply and kept walking. Mason kept leading me through this maze. Soon we were on this grid, that was above where the seats and the stage were. "Holy - Mason! What if it breaks?!" His black eyes shifted and looked back at me. "I won't let you fall." He said softly, then shook his head. "Uhm Carter. He would uh. Kill me. Yeah. He'd kill me." I looked down at the seats, I have always been a little bit afraid of heights. "What is it?" He asked. "Carter won't be doing much of anything." I whispered. His eyes seemed to soften. A confused expression spread across his face. "Taylor broke up with him.." I could see Mason's eyes widen. "What? Why?" He asked. "Uh..? She cheated on him..? With you?" He looked so clueless. "Seriously Mason? Think about it." A horrified look spread across his face. He sat down on the grid, cross-legged and put his head in his hands. "Think Mason. Think." He whispered to himself. His head suddenly popped up. "I didn't-" I nodded my head. "I HAD SEX WITH HER?!" He stood up and started pacing back and forth. "Sh*t. I didn't take her - did I?" I nodded again. "F*ck." His eyes looked into mine. "Does he want to kill me?" Why does Mason suddenly care about what Carter thinks? I shook my head. "No. He's just heartbroken." Mason looked back down at his feet. "I mean .. You were drunk Mason." "Obviously I was f*cking drunk. I wouldn't have had sex with Taylor if I was sober! It's the bro-code. As much as I hate Carter, he IS my teammate. Which makes the bro-code apply to him as well." He snapped and put his head in his hands again. "I know!" A small smile came across his face. "Uh oh. You have an idea.." He nodded. A devious grin spread across his face. "We can't lose any games because he's heartbroken. When he stops crying himself to sleep, let me know." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Uh - why?" "Because, I know this girl." I tried hard not to laugh. "Yeah yeah whatever. I know a LOT of girls, okay?!" His large hands ran through his black hair. "Anyways, this girl I know. Her name is Sami, she's like perfect for Carter. I swear." "How do you know that?" I questioned. "She wouldn't sleep with me." He shrugged. It took everything I had not to punch him. Stupid little pig. A look of amusement spread across his face. "I'm kidding! Well, not really. She seriously did reject me. But we're friends, before you say anything, YES I can just be friends with a girl. But she's sporty, and beautiful, and, just trust me! She's perfect for him." I rolled my eyes. "Trust me Jenna. I know Carter better than you think I do. We've been on the same team since kindergarten." "I have to meet her then." I grumbled. His eyes had a small sparkled in them, something I had never seen before. "REALLY?!" He asked excitedly, "I mean - uh .. of course you do.." He awkwardly looks away with a smirk forming on his face. "So, when do I get to meet her?" I asked curiously. "Well, I'll text her and see what she's doing. After we're done studying of course."