"Why was I asked all those questions?"

"I told you Carter. Because your brain might've been damaged and the equipment was rendered useless in the explosion."

Another lab exploded. This time in section three. After trying to stop it, the explosion caused me to fly and hit my head. I had to be asked questions concerning my ability to think. That was almost a month ago. The results just came in.

"Who picked those questions again?" I had been annoying Allison for the results for the past hour.

"Stark" Stark. Tall, dark, handsome and straight. Like I'd ever have a chance with him.

"So where's the results?"

"With Stark" of course they are.

"Who picked the questions?"

"Stark"

"Guess I'm seeing Stark" Allison had this smug look on her face. Like she knew something I didn't.

"Yes you are"

"Hello, Stark"

"Hello Jack" Stark responded smiling.

"Didn't know we were on first name basis"

"Why can't w-?"

"Nathan" Allison called his name. Why does she get to call him by his first name? "the results?" Ah, the results. Why we are here.

"Yes. Of course." Nath-Stark sighed "Here you are Jack" Na-Stark handed me a vanilla envelope. I opened it quickly. In hopes I wouldn't have to stay long. The moment my eyes hit the paper, they widened and I stopped breathing.

"T-this is-?"

Nathan- that felt good to say-smirked sexily. The one where he knew he just one upped you.

"An I.Q. test, Jack. All the questions you answered that day were from I.Q. tests. You officially have an 186 I.Q."

He knew I was feeling depressed about getting 111. I had just found out that Zoey really got a 157. Yet I've beat her score by 29 points. Guess I'm not a total idiot.

"You aren't an idiot, Jack. And to prove it, I'll see you at the Christmas party on Saturday." Nathan said before walking over to the door.

"Nathan!" he stopped and looked at me, that ever present grin on his face "How does that prove I'm not an idiot?" Nathan's grin only widened.

"Cause only an idiot would refuse a date with me" I felt myself go red "Pick you up at eight Jack. Where something pretty" He said before walking out of the room backwards.

Should I do a sequel? Not like anyone's gonna answer me but I think this is not the end.

Why does nobody check out my stories on this couple?

~ikki~