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A/N: This takes place about a month after 'Love is a Many Trousered Thing.' I know it doesn't sound extremely Georgiafied but I didntdidn't, dint, didst, dent, tint, dissent" / have the books in front of me. Be kind please. Heavy Dave/Georgia.

august 23

in my room

6:03

M and V have just told me they are going out and taking my loon sister with them. Thank you our lord Sandra. That means a whole hour of quiet silence to me before I have to meet the Ace Gang.

6:05

It's boring being all alone with nothing to do. I think I will put on some music and do some mad dancing until it's time to leave.

6:45

Now I have to rush to reapply my makeup that has melted off my face. Only 15 minutes to get to the clock tower. Rush, rush, pant, pant!!

Ran to the door and tripped over Angus. Oww!!

7:01

Got to the meeting place just in time to see Sven throw RoRo over his shoulder and run away screaming like a loon on a loon table. (Which he is). Rosie was giggling like mad as her knickers flapped away in the wind. I question her sanity.

Jas and Hunky walked off after them followed by Jools and Rollo, leaving me, Ellen, and Dave alone. Ellen started dithering like a dithering thing in dither land. Dave the L just looked at me and went crossed eyed. Ellen went, "Er . . . we should, you know . . . maybe we, like, they may be . . . you know, like . . . waiting, like . . . yeah?" And with that we were off.

midnight

Oh my giddygods trousers!! Tonight was the best and worst night of my entire life. I am so full of confusosity it should be illegal.

We walked into the club and my knees instantly went jelliod. I had forgotten how gorgey Robbie was when he sang. We went over to Rosie and Sven and the whole gang did mad dancing for ages. We taught the boys the Viking Disco which was a huge mistake, as Sven took it literally and decided he was a Viking. (Which he is).

The Stiff Dylans started playing a slower song and suddenly I felt Dave's arms around my waist. What?? Wasn't our snogging fandango enough? Everything was finally going smooth, I had put the "I love you" incident behind me with a firm hand, and now he suddenly touches my waist?? Oh bloody hell, I can't help but give in.

Dave and I were dancing really nicely for quite a bit. He was the perfect size, not to short like he used to be when we were official snogging partners. Although our snogging is pretty official now, with all those accidental incidents. Shut up brain!!

Anyway, I looked up to the stage to get a look at the Sex God singing. Mistake! He looked as if he wanted to kill me. What had I done to him? Why did he suddenly think I killed his kitten? Oh well, who cares I was having a nice dance with my mate. But then the song ended and Dave didn't let go. I was extremely awkward because the next song was quite fast and everyone around us was dancing right along with it. I went, "Er. . ." and then Dave leaned into me and said, "You look really beautiful tonight Georgia." And that's when my brain fell out.

Everything suddenly came rushing to me like a . . . rushing thing. I pushed away from Dave and ran over to Jas. I had to pry her away from Hunky and pull her over to the bar.

"What?"

"Jas, I've just had an epiphinational whatzit."

She looked at me like I had four heads. Which I might have. At this point, anything was possible.

"My petite pal, please try to follow. I was dancing with Dave and he leaned in and said 'you look really beautiful tonight Georgia.' and then it hit me."

Jas was still looking at me funny and then she said, "Dave hit you?"

God, she was so dim sometimes. "No, Jazzy Spazzy, it hit me. Not he hit me."

"What hit you? Your making very little sense, I'm going back to dance with Tom."

I had to practically yank her arm off to stop her from going. She's getting quite strong. Maybe all that romping in the woods has done her good. "It has hit me that I in fact fancy the pants off Dave the Laugh. A lot. Quite possibly more than I fancy Massimo, which is quite a lot."

She stared at me again. She was starting to annoy me. I may have to kick her. I took a deep breath to refrain from injuring her. But before I could say anything she hugged me. Not in a lezzie way but in a matey sort of way.

Then she said, "Oh, Gee, it's about time you realized it." What in the name of her huge knickers was she talking about? I said, "What in the name of your huge knickers are you talking about?"

"Come on Gee, it's a bit obvious that you two fancy each other. I mean you're always "accidentally" snogging. Tom's even noticed it."

"Thank you for telling ME, you know the one person who might actually want to know something like that."

She just laughed. "Now go tell Dave how you feel, he went outside." She hugged me again. She really was a good mate. Then she shoved me toward the door. Or not.

I stumbled outside and spotted Dave leaning against a tree. He really was quite fit looking.

"Dave, er . . . can I talk to you?

"Sure thing KittyKat, come share my trunk." (Oo-er). Cor, he was really gorgey when he did that crinkly smile thingy. Breathe . . .

I was prepared to say, "Dave, because I am full of maturosity and pridosity I have decided to put my foot down with a firm hand on my hornosity and tell you that I do indeed fancy you" but when I got close to him I just went "Nuggggh" like my brain had fallen out, which it might have.

Instead of running screaming from me he just stood there and waited for me to say something. Inside I was screaming YOU STUPID PRAT JUST UNDERSTAND THAT I FANCY YOU!! but my mouth refused to move. Stupid mouth.

I guess Dave noticed the battle between my brain and my mouth cause he said, "Sex Kitty, are you having trouble saying something?" I nodded. It was the best I could do. He got this really naughty smirk and said, "Then shall we play a guessing game?" I nodded again. I was becoming one of those dogs that you see in the back of peoples cars. Merde.

"Do you want to have a quick snog?"

"Er . . ."

"Do you want to dump your homosexalist boyfriend and become my official snog partner?"

I nodded. AGAIN! His face suddenly became extremely unDave-like and he leaned toward me. "About time, KittyKat." Then his lips were on mine.

It was bloody fantastic! Not like we never snogged before but this time was like the first time. And not to mention on purpose for once.

I was thoroughly enjoying the moment and clearly so was Dave. He had me pushed up to the tree like a pushing thing and was moaning against my mouth!! I had made a boy go jelliod knickers!! SUCCESS!!! I was really enjoying the party in my head, the lip nibbling (yummy), and the moaning until. . .

A/N: Muahahahaha!! Major cliff hanger!!! Don't worry though. Next chapter is being typed as we speak. . . or should that be as you read?