AN- Three surprises. ONE: Link (and especially Tracy) will BE IN CHARACTER THIS TIME! I just saw the movie again and took notes (and laughed my butt off at the Link in Tracy's room scene… snicker.. snicker… TWO: This will be ::gasp!:: a multi-chapter story and THREE: Well, stick around and you'll find out!

Now, for time-line. Around the middle of August since the pageant was in June… that would put them at dating for threeish months.

Oh, and no hope of in-dept kissing scenes from this author, seeing as though I'd have no idea what I was talking about and that makes me uncomfortable to breach a subject until I know…

Shutting up now. R&R my lovelies!

RING! RING! RING! RING!
Tracy, still halfway asleep, assumed the ringing noise was her alarm clock and slammed her hand on it.

Something was still ringing. She pulled herself halfway up and finally realized it was the phone, which she had forgotten to turn off.

"Hello?"

"Good morning lil darling!"

At the sound of his cheery voice she bolted awake.

"Good morning! How are you?"

"Better now that I'm talking to my girl. Are you ready to go?"

To go? Where were they… And then Tracy remembered. They had planned to go school shopping together, as a new school year was starting next week.

"I'll be ready in ten minutes." She answered, glad she had laid out her clothes for tomorrow.

"All right, be there soon. Love you."

"Love you too. Bye." Click.

Amazingly, Tracy was ready in nine and a half minutes. She grabbed her purse, scribbled a note to her mother, and was on the front steps when Link pulled up.

She hopped in, he gave her a very pleasant good morning kiss, and they were off.

They arrived at the mall at a quarter till ten. Link parked the car, then hopped out and opened Tracy's door for her (being the sweet, charismatic hormonal teenage boy that he was) and waited for her to get out. Then he linked arms with her and they entered the mall.

Right after their very public first kiss on The Corny Collins show, Tracy had gotten literal glares from most of the pubescent girls of Baltimore whenever she went somewhere with Link. After three months of dating him she got mixed reactions. Some girls still glared, some completely ignored her and drooled at Link, and some would run up to the both of them and beg for autographs.

Tracy didn't care. She had the boy of her dreams and the only thing that would part them now was death.

After three hours of shopping they stopped by a vendor and ate fish'n'chips (and yes, there was some smearing ketchup on the other persons nose or lips and then licking it off, but they're young and in love so why not?) Then they took the shopping bags to the car, and were off again.

They ran by the high-school and picked up their locker numbers and schedules for the coming school year, and then went to Link's house.

They walked into the house, greeted by the family cat Tippy who couldn't decide which human to go to first for some loving.

They set their things on the kitchen table and began pouring over the schedules.

It was going to be a hard year. To pass the school they had to take higher math and science classes, and quite frankly neither of them were any good at said classes. Link was pretty decent in history (when he wasn't tuning into the latest gossip) and Tracy excelled in English, but when it came to trigonometry or chemistry they'd have to find a tutor somewhere.

"Do we know anyone who knows their stuff?" Tracy asked.

"I know I don't, the only reason I passed algebra was by sitting next to the brains of the class and charming my way into getting them to do my homework for me." "Link! That's horrible."

"I know, I know." Link used the back of his chair to make a pencil fly upwards by stretching a rubber band across the back of it. Tracy had learned from day one of their courtship that Link didn't have a long attention span; if he got bored or didn't want to discuss the topic he'd find ways to entertain himself (and he was easily entertained)

Tracy thought for a moment longer.

"I know who! Penny's told me before that Seaweed gets excellent grades in those subjects. I'll have to ask him what he would want in exchange for keeping us from flunking."

Link set up another pencil, pulled the rubber band, and watched as it went flying upwards before hitting the ceiling and landing back on the table.

"Now what do you want to do?" Tracy asked.

"I don't know, we could practice for the show." Link answered.

"Or we could watch TV." Tracy said.

"Or we could read a book." Link replied.

They looked at each other. "Nah!"

And then began kissing.

(Trust me readers, all they did was kiss)

But had ended up on the couch anyway, in a messy heap of rumbled clothes and hair.

It was time for Tracy to go home. She grabbed her things and got into the Cadillac. He drove her home and helped her carry her bags into the house. Edna had kept dinner warm for them so they ate and answered the fifty questions (not really but all of you should know what I mean) that she had to ask.

Afterwards, Tracy escorted him to his car, where he picked her up in a bear hug and kissed her until they both ran out of breath.

Then watched as he drove away, and went back into her own house, knowing he'd probably infiltrate her dreams again tonight.