Ryan pulled out a picnic from the back seat. He looked in her eyes and saw very clearly that she didn't mind him being a showdog. That she wouldn't get mad at him for anything.
As they sat out on the grass in front of the car enjoying the stars and the food, Danny said, "I see how Sharpay treats you. I know i wouldn't be able to take it."
"She's my sister. I can take her sharp hits of the tongue. I've learned to deal with it, you know."
"I really wouldn't know since I'm an only child, but I always wanted a little sister or brother."
"I didn't meet your mom Danny. What happened?"
"She died when I was seven. I don't miss her much. I hardly knew her."
The conversation went on for hours before Ryan took her home. They sat in her driveway for a few minutes in silence.
"I geuss I better go in. My father's probably worried."
As she opened the car door to get out, Ryan grabbed her hand and pulled her back down in the seat.
"So how about a second date?" he asked, once again looking into her eyes.
"I'd be glad to," Danny said and she bent over across the seat.
She placed her hands on his cheeks and pressed her lips to his.
