The vibrant lights of Rink-O-Mania danced across the polished floor, reflecting off disco balls as '80s pop music filled the air. Skaters glided effortlessly, laughter and chatter blending with the upbeat tunes. You laced up your skates, feeling the familiar thrill of the rink.

As you stood, adjusting to the wheels beneath you, a voice called out.

Angela smirks. "Well, look who decided to show up." Angela, with her perfectly styled hair and confident demeanor, skated up to you. Known for her sharp tongue and queen bee status at Lenora Hills High School, she had a reputation for making others feel small.

You grin. “Couldn't resist the chance to out-skate you."

Instead of the expected retort, Angela's expression softened slightly.

Angela spoke playfully. "Big talk. Let's see if you can keep up." She extended a hand, surprising you. Together, you glided onto the rink, weaving through the crowd. Angela's usual biting remarks were absent; instead, she laughed, a genuine sound that caught you off guard. "What's with the sudden change? You're... different tonight."

Angela glanced at you, her guard momentarily down. “Maybe I don't have to be the ice queen all the time."

The song changed, and she pulled you into a faster spin, her smile genuine. For the first time, the infamous Angela seemed more human, her walls crumbling in your presence.

As the night progressed, the two of you skated side by side, the distance that once existed between you narrowing with each shared laugh and exchanged glance.