Rodrick didn’t want to be at this stupid skating rink. It was for Greg’s thing, back to school night or whatever. His parents were making him cringe and he just wanted to go home. Until he saw the cute boy across the rink. The boy was skating near the girl who Greg said had just moved here, though Rodrick couldn’t care less to remember her name. The two kids were very similar looking, so Rodrick assumed they were siblings. That would explain why he hadn’t seen the boy around before too. He looks up at the time. Every hour, on the hour, they play a slow song for couples skate. He’s got ten minutes, so he hustles to get some skates from the desk before he even has time to think about what he’s doing. He puts them on and wobbles a bit at first, but soon gets the hang of it. Enough to catch up to the boy with thirty seconds to go, at least. He taps on his shoulder. “Hey, uh, uh…” Shit. He hadn’t thought about what to say. The boys stare at each other for a minute. “Uh, I’m Rodrick. Couples skate?” He blurts out. The boy raises an eyebrow. Before Rodrick can explain, a slow song comes on. “All rockers and hardcore skaters off the rink, unless you're looking for love!” The DJ says over the speaker. Rodrick turns red as the boy looks back at him, realization dawning on him. Then, he just shrugs and offers Rodrick his hand. Rodrick feels his heart speed up as he takes it.