It was Saturday afternoon and Angel was sitting in her dorm room with her friend, Kiki. Angel was writing a story while she was doodling. When the phone started to ring, she jumped up and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hi, is Angel there?" came Havoc's voice.

"Depends on who's calling."

"It's Jean Havoc."

"Oh really?" Kiki said excitedly. "Hold on." She placed the phone down on the counter and turned to her friend.

"So? Who is it?" Angel asked, chewing on the end of her pencil.

"Oh, no one really. Just Jean Havoc." she answered in an impassive voice.

"Jean?!" Angel rushed over to the counter to grab the phone, but Kiki grabbed it first. "You ass! Give me the phone." Angel reached for it, but Kiki kept it out of reach.

"Dammit! Give me the phone!"

Kiki laughed and finally gave her the phone.

"Hey...sorry about that." Angel said.

"She do that often?" Havoc asked.

"No."

"So, I was wondering...are you doing anything this evening?"

"I don't think I am," Angel could have sworn her heart skipped a few beats. "Let me check."

There was silence on both ends as she opened her planner. She scanned down to Saturday. In bright, red ink it read: "Breda Day".

Angel sighed.

"Something wrong?" Havoc had a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Well, I promised Breda I'd hang out with him today."

"Oh."

"But, I'm sure he won't mind if I do something with you instead."

"Really?" His voice seemed to have lightened up. "I'll pick you up around seven then."

"Okay. Until tonight then." Angel gave a satisfied sigh as she hung up the phone.

"Earth to Angel!" Kiki tapped her shoulder. "You there?"

"What?" Angel said in a dreamy voice. She picked up her planner and started dancing with it, oblivious to Kiki and her surroundings.

"ANGEL!" Kiki finally yelled.

She stopped dead in her place, dropping her planner. "Sorry." She mumbled while picking it up.

"I haven't seen you like this since you dated Roy."

Angel scowled at her.

"What?" Kiki shrugged. "It's true you know."

"Whatever." Angel went back to the table, put her headphones on, cranked up the volume, and finished writing her story.

"Angel! You look...wow." Havoc was standing in the doorway of Kiki and Angel's dorm room. His outfit was al black, save for a lavender scarf and cap.

Angel was swearing tight black pants with a black flower design on the thigh of her right leg. She wore a red halter top with a gray crop jacket and her hair was lose and wavy. To top it all of, she had on black and red converse.

"Thanks. You look pretty hot yourself." Angel complimented.

"No remember you two, practice safe sex!" Kiki yelled from her room.

Angel rolled her eyes as she took Havoc's hand and led him down the hall.

"She didin't actually mean that, did she?" he asked.

Angel blushed. "Uh...no. She says that every time I go out." She glanced at him noticing his look of uncertainty. "It's not like I sleep around or anything. Old joke, that's it."

"I wasn't implying you did." He gave her a sincere smile that made her melt.

"So...uh...where are we going?" The two were now outside. The night sky was dotted with thousands of stars with a full moon. A perfect date night. Also, since it was a bit chilly, Angel snuggled a bit closer to Havoc, who had his arm around her.

"Somewhere within walking distance." He replied.

Angel giggled. "Where within walking distance?"

"Somewhere special." He whispered, making her lean closer so she could hear.

"Really?" Angel smiled shyly.

"Really."

He led her back behind the University to a ladder leading to the roof. "After you."

Angel gave him a look of confusion before she climbed up. When Havoc joined her, she asked, "What does the roof of the University have to do with special?"

"Well, if you look out that way, you can see the beautiful country side." Havoc sat down, pulling Angel with him. "And, if you lay back," he laid down, Angel still in tow, "you can see the stars."

And see the stars you could. The Milky Way stretched across the sky with its millions of stars. Other heavenly bodies that were yellow, pink, or white, dotted the inky night. Mars was a lackluster red and the moon an incandescent white. The two stayed on the roof watching the stars until the obsidian night sky turned into the fiery yellows, reds, and oranges of the morning sun.