So, this is for JeromeNinaLover's Challenge, as the title says(: This first chapter is beards. And I've only read one or two other entries, so super sorry if I copy someone and don't know it! (I seem to do that a lot) :] So anyways, here we go! :D

~*~*Amber's POV*~*~

Guys with beards are sooo in right now! Too bad none of the guys in school have one. Sigh. How did I get to thinking about that again? Oh well, might as well go down for breakfast.

I trudged down the steps and waltzed into the dining room.

"Good morning, everyone!" I greeted in a sing-songy voice as I sat down.

Is that a word? Sing-songy? Doesn't matter anyways.

"Hey Ambs!" Alfie replied, his eyes lighting up at the sight of me.

"So, I was wondering," he started.

"No Alfie," Jerome interrupted, "We don't believe in aliens."

"I wasn't asking you!" he retorted, "And that wasn't my question. Amber, would you like to go somewhere with me today?"

Jerome stared to laugh, but shut up when Mara jabbed him in the side with her elbow.

"Aww, Alfie! That's so sweet of you, but…"

"We can go shopping at that store you like, Pretty Pinkness or something like that!" he blurted out, afraid of losing this opportunity.

"It's Pretty in Pink, and I'd love to Alfie!"

At that, Jerome literally chocked on his orange juice. Mara had to whack him on the back while Alfie did a dance around the table. The rest of them just sat there dumbfounded.

"What?" I asked.

"Amber, I love you, but you really are a blonde." Nina laughed.

"I know! Everyone thinks I dyed it, but no! I am not a brunette! Gosh!"

Everyone laughed, including Jerome, who had just recovered.

"I don't think that's what she meant Amber." Mara laughed.

I cocked my head to the side in confusion, causing more laughter to erupt.

"Meet me in the hall at six, yeah?" Alfie said as he walked out the door. I nodded, even though he couldn't see it, and skipped back upstairs.

~*~*6:00*~*~

I walked down the steps wearing my black tank top with a silver tiger on it, white mini skirt, diamond necklace, and silver flats.

"Wow Ambs," said Alfie as I met him at the bottom, "You look great!"

"Aww, thanks Alfie!" I exclaimed as I took his arm and walked out the door.

"So, where to first?" Alfie asked me.

"Well," I replied, "I was thinking we could just walk around town for a bit, maybe go in a few shops?"

"Sounds great!" he replied, as we climbed into the taxi he called for.

The drive into town was nice. He told me about his family, and how they always push him to be better. I told him about my family, and how they're always pushing me to look better.

I'm pretty sure I heard him mutter something like "Not possible" when I said that, but I can't really be sure.

As we pulled in infront of that new store I wanted to check out, Alfie paid the driver and we hopped out.

"So, which store first?" he asked me.

"Pretty in Pink, of course!" I squealed, pulling him into the store.

"Eeeeppp!" I squealed, as I pulled Alfie out of the fifth store yet.

"Um, Ambs?" He asked, sounded exhausted.

"Yeah Alfie?" I asked.

"Could we please take a break? We've been at this for two hours now!"

"Oh, alright," I sighed, "What do you suggest we do then?"

"Well, you know, that new Winnie the Pooh movie just came out and…."

"Oh Alfie!" I cried, "You remembered!"

"How could I forget your love for Winnie the Pooh?" He grinned, "It's all you talk about. Well, that and shopping…" he trailed off.

"Eeeppp!" I squealed again as I pulled him into a giant hug. "Thank you thank you thank you!" I exclaimed as I hopped up and down.

"Haha, no problem. Anything for you, Ambs." He said as I let him go. I stared at him for a second. Anything? For me? Aww, now I see why he calls himself a charmer. He really is sweet…

But he's Alfie for goodness sake!

"Ambs?" he says, waving his hand in front of my face. Guess I was thinking for a while there.

"Oops!" I giggle as I take his hand and pull him towards the movie theater.

"Hi," he said as we got to the ticket counter, "Two tickets for Winnie the Pooh, please."

"I'll go get the snacks!" I said as I walked away.

I ended up with two sodas, a large popcorn, and some gummy worms. I met Alfie outside of theater 2 and handed him his drink and the popcorn. We handed the man our tickets and walked inside. We found some pretty good seats, which surprised me, seeing as it was opening day. I guess most people are at Harry Potter. I mean, who wants to see a nerd shooting sparks at a guy without a nose? No thank you. [A/N: This is Amber's opinion, not mine. I actually love Harry Potter!]

I walked out of the movie theater in tears, and Alfie trying to comfort me.

"Ambs, why are you crying?" he asked, putting his arm around me.

"It's just, I miss when I was little and it was all so simple like that! Now I always have to be perfect, act perfect, look perfect, sound perfect! Back then it was all Barbies and Pooh Bears."

He pulled me into a hug.

"Amber, you are perfect." He said, "You're gorgeous, caring, and actually deep down, you're really smart."

"R-really?" I asked him, looking up from his shoulder with a tear-stained face.

"Really." He replied.

I kissed him on the cheek, causing a look of shock and happiness wash over his face.

"Heh. Heh." He managed a laugh. Smooth, Alfs, smooth. I smiled at him as we walked down the street, hand in hand.

Suddenly, Alfie stopped and looked at his watch. His eyes got big and I heard him whisper an "Uh-oh."

"What's wrong, Alfs?" I asked him.

"We're gunna be late!" he exclaimed, a look of panic on his face.

He pulled out his cell phone and called a cab, which arrived a couple minutes later.

The ride back was about the same as before, but this time he kept telling me stupid jokes, obviously trying to impress me. Oh Alfie.

As we pulled up to the house, I realized how disappointed I was that the date was ending.

"Alfie?" I said as we were on the porch of Anubis.

"Yeah Ambs?" he asked.

That's when I did it. I kissed him full on the lips. After the initial shock had passed, he kissed me back. And as much as I tried to deny it, I felt sparks.

When we walked inside he kissed me goodnight at the bottom of the stairs.

As I lay in bed, a thought came to mind: maybe guys with beards aren't that great, after all.

Although Alfie could always grow one.

Agh. Glad I finally got it done! Although I feel like the ending was a little rushed, don't you? Ah well. C'est la vie. Next is bathrooms, which, spoiler alert, is about Jerome. Get your mind outta the gutter! It's not dirty. At all. So, review, and spam JeromeNinaLover's stories and Challenge Page with "MOONBEAM87 FTW!" Lol jk, she'll hate me for that(: So don't. Just review telling me what you thought, and look out for when I update! P.S. Tomorrow's my birthday, (YAY!) so I may or may not update. Tootles! XD