Author's Note: This is my very first fic and I am really excited to post it here! Without further ado let's get this party started right!

Anthony Dallon who was actually called Antonius by his father when he was young but had had that name changed when he was abducted by the Dallons when they sent his pappy to prison was sitting on the stoop outside of Arcadia High. It was the kind of day when Anthony who was called Tony by his friends felt kind of lonesome. He was the best healer in the city and went by All Curer. This meant that Tony didn't have so many friends. Many people tried to befriend him in order to make him cure their sick families and many others just wanted to show off the influence they had among the capes of New Wave. Others had even more Ludacris reasons. One person had actually approached him on the street and accused him of being in league with Allfather because he was styling himself All Curer. And others still, well, they were just curious about his cure and tried exploiting Tony for moneys.

Tony was brought from his thoughts when a luscious youngster showed up in front of the stairs.

"Hi! My name is Taylor. And who might you be?" she asked nicely.

Tony didn't know what to say. Here was a girl who didn't recognize him even though he was the healer in charge and a New Wave member as well. It filled his heart with such joy when he realized that there were people who didn't see him as All Curer, famous healer, but simply as a handsome teenage boy they'd like to get to know.

"Oh! I'm T-T-T-Tony!" he stuttered out feeling kind of weird. The girl just grinned and told him her name was Taylor but that he could call her Lor for short because everybody else did. He saw a sudden flash of sadness in her brown eyes then. He didn't really want to ask her but he was afraid she might be hurting deep inside so he asked her about it. She told him that she had been bullied for quite some time so most people didn't actually call her that anymore but she also made clear that she wanted Tony to do it.

"Those daredevils will get what is coming to them. Just wait and see, Lor." This is what Tony told her. Lor now realized that she had someone to confide in and that she had made a new friend. Barely holding back a choked sob she sprang in to his arms. Surrendering to his urges he leaned forward and kissed her forehead tenderly. Her skin tasted so good and salty on his tongue as he gently licked the skin there, getting tingles. It was not often somebody talked to him and didn't care about his cape identity. He supposed he should have gone to Cape Town for that. (Author's note: Cookie for anybody who understands my little pun!)

Tony realized that he could fall in love with this girl so he asked her out for pizza.

Taylor agreed and they walked together to Barabas Pizza. Sometimes their hands would touch accidentally and Tony and Lor would both feel the tingle in their hands. Tony wanted to intertwine fingers with her because her hand felt so soft and tender against his but he felt it would be a little forward so instead he started humming "A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You" by The Monkees. Maybe he should have hummed Sam and Dave's "You Got me Humming" instead, but now that would just be weird, he thought in a self deprecating way. Besides, not many teenagers probably knew the Memphis Soul classic. Maybe they would have heard "Soul Man," but "You Got me Hummin'" was a more obscure number and he doubted most people his age would have heard it unless they were really into Sam and Dave which most people his age weren't. Maybe Lor was but he didn't want to run the risk of being ridiculed already. After all he had just gotten to know her, and he had no idea what kind of music she was into. She probably wasn't into The Monkees either, but they were more conventional for white suburban America where Lor, and Tony, for that matter, grew up. It was just that Tony had been all around the world, so he knew music from other walks of life, whereas he couldn't be sure if Lor did. So he kept humming The Monkees, but in his head his thougts were a hot sticky mess.

When they came to the pizza place they sat down.

"Oh no! I forgot! I haven't got a single penny on me!" Lor said despairingly. "Being pennyless is such a drag, but I need to go, though it was ever so nice to meet you Tony," she continued sadly. Tony felt such disappointment, but it was quickly squashed. "Hey! Why don't I make it a treat? It's ever so nice to meet someone who don't just want to walk around with me because of my cape activity" Misquoting a Ramones lyric aside, Tony felt pretty swav as he saw the look in Lor's eyes turn from sadness to interested and slightly passionate.

"Reaally?" Taylor asked. "You'd do that for me?"

"Sure I would," grinned Tony. And he ordered. Taylor felt so happy at this.

"One pizza with Peperoni," the waitress said.

"That's not what I ordered," Lor said disappointedly. Tony glared daggers at the waitress, but she refused to budge. That was what had been ordered she claimed. So Tony and Lor laid their heads together and came up with a plan. When the plan was finished they both grinned. Getting Taylor the poper food would be exciting indeed. Even more exiting than The Exiters and their smash hit "Tell Me" from 1964, Tony thought, and that was one exiting tune indeed.

Author's Note: Will they get Taylor the proper food? Find out in the next chappie. Oh and review my story. This is my first time doing this so please "Act Nice And Gentle" as The Kinks would say. Bye bye for now, and I love you all so much!