Rey's POV
We begin eating the large pepperoni pizza Mrs. Dameron ordered us and she heads to bed, asking us to be quiet, so she can be well rested for the drive.

We turn on Disney Channel, which plays 'Mickey Mouse Clubhouse' and make fun of everything that is happening.

"How is Goofy even doing that?" Poe whispers to me.

"Magic?" I suggest.

A soft snore comes from Finn and I contain a giggle.

"He's knocked out." Poe tells me.

"Yeah."

He gets up and I make room on the couch for him, so he can see the television better.

"Have you ever seen the comic where there's a mouse in Minnie's kitchen and she like 'Ahh! A mouse!'?" He asks.

I lightly giggle, so I don't wake anyone.  "She is a mouse."

"Exactly." He smiles.

A phone vibrates near his bed, lighting up and he gets up.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"My dad." He stares at it, then puts a hand to his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

"BB-8 got out."

"Oh no."

"My dad can't find him." He continues. "He's been searching for a couple hours and hasn't spotted him."

"We'll find him when we go home tomorrow." I tell him. "I'll help you."

"I can't believe he hasn't turned up." He sets his phone back down. "Whenever he gets out, he always comes back home."

"Maybe he-"

"Got ran over." He flops down on the couch next to me.

"No, BB-8 is smarter than that." I reinsure him.

"Yeah." He frowns.

"You want to know who isn't smart?" I ask.

"Me?" He replies.

"No, whoever decided to have Goofy walk Pluto." I tell him and he looks at the television.

"Why is a dog walking a dog?" He cracks a smile.

"Exactly." I smile.

"Kid shows make no since."

"Agreed." I lean my head on his shoulder.

- - -

We return home and BB-8 was waiting patiently at the door for Poe to let him in.

After petting him for a few minutes and letting Poe set his things inside, he takes me home.

I don't mention seeing Ben at Disneyland, because Mrs. Organa asks him how Hux's was.

The friends with benefits situation dials down a lot between Ben and I, which is weird after a magical day at Disneyland.

Finn and I turn our project in and we receive an A. Mrs. Organa comments how she liked our twist ending of just being friends and how friends can love each other with out being nothing more.

Everything seems to go back to how it was before I moved in with Ben and Poe began being a dickhead. It's fine, up until later when Ben avoids my smile and nod to him at lunch and I get a twist in my stomach.

Rey to Ben: Hey
Ben: Can't talk.

I sigh a slide my phone away.

When we both get home, Ben takes off to his room and Mrs. Organa's words reply in my head. "How friends can love each other, but be nothing more."

A door slamming startles me and Mrs. Organa drops her purse on the floor. "Benjamin Solo!" She shouts and then looks at me.

"Rey, I'm not mad at you, but please go to your room." She tells me in a firm voice.

I give a quick nod and scurry out of the kitchen.

I pass Ben, who turns sideways, and doesn't even make eye contact with me.

Ben's POV
"You went to Disneyland?" My mom shouts at me.

"Yeah, I went with Gwen and Hux for the project."

"Why didn't you ask for permission?"

"Dad gave me permission."

"Leave me out of it!" He shouts from the living room.

"You're grounded." She stares at me, full of anger.

"What?"

"2 weeks! Home, school, nothing else."

"Did we at least get an A?" I ask.

"Yes. I'll actually be showing it to the class, along with Rey and Finn's."

"Okay." I sigh.

"Next time tell me."

"I will."

"I would have let you go by the way." She says way less angry.

"Then you shouldn't punish me." I counter.

"Nice try, but no."

"Can I tell you something honestly, as a mom son conversation and not a student teacher?"

She sighs. "Yes."

"Gwen did all the work and I got A." I smile.

"Benjamin." She scolds.

"That's my boy!" My father shouts and I laugh.

"Well that's going to backfire on you when I show the class." She smirks.

"What's it on?" I ask.

"You'll see." She walks away.

Rey's POV
It's a Thursday night and with all homework done, I'm allowed to go to Poe's.

"Hey." I greet him, as he picks me up in his Dodge Charger.

"Hey. You look nice." He opens the door for me.

"Thanks." I sit.

He gets in the car and starts it.

"What's the plan for the night?" I ask.

"Well, I was thinking food and the park?"

"Sure."

We drive thru McDonald's and get 20 chicken mcnuggets, a large fry, and two large Coca-Colas, then find ourselves at our old elementary school where we first met.

I carry the food over to a picnic table and he carries the drinks and his guitar.

"So." I open the nuggets. "What's up with the guitar?"

"Okay, so the talent show is coming up and I'm trying to get this melody right, but I can't figure out what it needs."

"Okay, let's hear it."

He begins to play and it's a nice little tune, but it sounds too smooth and needs an attention grabber.

"Again." I tell him.

He repeats and I reach over and stroke a single guitar string, almost causing him to mess up.

He continues and I wait for him to play the same part again and this times he stops for a split second, when I pull the string.

"That's it." He smiles.

"You're welcome." I smile back.

"Thank you, Ms. Musical Genius."

I grab a nugget and toss one into my mouth, leaning back to catch it.

"My turn."

I grab another and aim for his mouth, flawlessly making it in.

"Ohhhhh." I say with the chewed up nugget in my mouth.

He chews his with a smile, then plays through it again and does my part this time.

"It needs something else." I tell him.

"Open for suggestions." He says and continues playing.

"Okay, as much as you like being the star." He rolls his eyes. "It needs a tambourine."

"Why not add bells while we're at it."

"Awwww. That was Finn's favorite instrument in elementary school." I tell him.

"I know and yours was the tambourine." He says.

"Yeah, now you just need lyrics."

"And what should those lyrics be?" He stops playing.

"I don't know. Something."

"Very specific. Thank you, I'll write that down." He takes a fake imaginary  pencil from behind his ear and pretends to jot it down on his hand.

I play push him and we laugh.

"You'll figure something out." I tell him.

"Yeah, thanks."

A/N: That was not a date! But what is up with Ben???

I'm even frustrated with him for ignoring Rey.