Carter read the letter. He was devastated. He couldn't believe it. He considered Rafe a friend and then he goes after his girlfriend... twice. And then his mind caught on to something. "You chose me?" he asked.

Marilyn sighed heavily once again. She hoped she properly explain. "Don't be upset...but I care about Rafe very much...much more than a friend...but I want to be with you...Its not that he's not good enough for me...so much as he's just plain not good for me." That probably made no sense..."But I choose you...if you can ever forgive me."

Carter hoped that she would leave it at 'I chose you' and that would be the end of it. But the fact that she openly admitted to him that she liked Rafe made this much more difficult. He took a deep breath. Did he care more about Marilyn than being betrayed? She looked so torn. He gently moved her chin so that he could see her properly. He looked into her eyes hoping the answer would just spring up at him. What he saw was a girl desperate to make things better. "Of course I forgive you. How could I not after you telling me what happened and that you wanted to be with me." he said with a smile. He pulled her into a tight hug before pulling back and kissing her.

Relief flooded Marilyn's body as she held onto Carter. He'd forgiven her...and she was truly happy he had. She'd meant what she'd said. Rafe wasn't good for her...not right now. She felt compelled to apologize. "Im so sorry I hurt you. It will never happen again. You have my word." She kissed him back eagerly, before quickly breaking away. "Let's not get carried away." Her smile was bright...for the first time all day.

Carter smiled again excitedly. "Sorry I haven't been the best boyfriend either. But I'll make it up to you. Tomorrow, at sunset, we'll have a real date, just the two of us." he said with a million ideas flowing through his head. He didn't know what witches and wizards did on dates, but he did know what muggles did. "Do you have a favorite flower... or color... or food? I want tomorrow to be perfect for you."

Marilyn gasped mockingly. "You've been a great boyfriend. Don't you dare say otherwise." She smiled and hugged him closer, so happy that he knew the truth now. The mention of sunset brought something back to her mind..."Oh, Jack sent me a letter...wanting me to meet him by the lake tomorrow night." She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Im going to go down there to see what he wants...but I wanted to let you know...Just in case." Chewing at her lip..."As for favorites, I love magnolias, black and/or white, and sushi with root beer." Hls excitement was pleasing. "But you don't have to do anything special...I enjoy spending time with you...no matter what."

"When?" Carter asked. Maybe if it was later that night he could just watch to make sure nothing happened. And if it was before, then she'd see him setting up. He also made a mental note of all the things she liked.

"Right before curfew, I think. He said to dress casually." Marilyn discomfort was obvious. Just being around Jack made her blood boil. "If I don't come back, you know what happened." She laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

Carter smiled. "Like I'd leave you alone with him. We'll have our date, and I stick around. And if anything happens I'll be right there." he said taking her hand and squeezing it. "And then I can walk you back here afterwards."

Marilyn was unsure. "Carter..." She bit her bottom lip. "I don't want you to get hurt." She took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Im glad you'll be close, though. I don't want to be alone with him totally."

"I'll be fine." Carter said. "Really, don't worry about it." he said with a smile. "And I wouldn't dream of leaving you alone with him." He kissed her on the cheek. "I'm excited for tomorrow."

Marilyn laughed as he kissed her cheek. She was glad they'd worked everything out. "Im pretty excited, too. You're not too bad to hang out with..." She grinned, before releasing a huge yawn. Her cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment. "I guess im tired."

Carter smiled. "Well, goodnight. I'll see you tomorrow." he said.

ooc: I'll go ahead and post at the lake now

Evolette was on her way into the common room, when she paused- what was this? Pausing, she tugged on the strap of her bag as she watched Plymouth MOPE. Why was he moping. He looked SAD.

"What's wrong Plymmy Boo?" She asked with a little pout, letting him continue his moping and simply watching from a bit of a distance.