Fin paused before slowly standing, but he still wouldn't look at Bren.

--

Yue sighed again. "How am I not supposed to worry?" she asked him.

"I'm not a monster, you know," Bren rolled her eyes, "And I'm not very pretty either. You won't fall for me," she promised teasingly.

--

"...I don't know," James muttered, sinking further back into himself.

Fin made a bit of a face before realizing he still didn't have a shirt on. So he headed toward his room.

--

Yue grabbed his face so he had to look at her. "... We'll figure this out," she promised. "... It's just going to take time.

"I'll see you at the skatepark then!" she called after him before heading out.

--

James nodded slowly, eyes looking like he wanted to believe her but he was frightened. "... What if it's just not Laurel, Yue?" he whispered, "What if it happens with other girls too?"

It took Fin a little longer than it should have, but he finally arrived at the skate park.

--

"... We'll figure it out," Yue repeated quietly.

Bran was skating around a little bit. She looked decent was still wobbly.

--

"I've already made you cry again," James whispered, sinking deeper into the hatred he felt for himself, "It's not fair to you, Yue."

Fin didn't say anything as he practiced what Snow had taught him.

--

"I know what you need," Yue replied quietly.

Bren didn't talk either, practicing herself.

--

James didn't seem to believe her.

So Yue leaned closer. "I know exactly what will cheer you up," she whispered in his ear.

Even that didn't seem to cheer him up much.

Yue smirked. "Your heart beat starts to quicken," she started quietly. "You start feeling the adrenaline shoot through your veins... You feel the heat from the bright white light as you step out and it blinds you. Then the screams of a thousand fans ring through your ears, cheering you on..."

James closed his eyes for a moment, a trace of a smile making it to his lips before it slowly faded, "... I just want you, Yue," he whispered.

"... There's nothing wrong with loving to be a rock star too," she whispered, running a hand through his hair.

James paused as he suddenly shuttered, "But what if it happens again when I see a girl in the audience?"

"You've been around other girls," Yue replied quietly. "You've given a hundred concerts, but so far Laurel appears to be the only one. You shouldn't worry."

James still looked worried, but after a moment he leaned forward to kiss Yue's cheek.