I woke up to my lousy radio-alarm-clock blaring "Raunchy" by Bill Justis. I pulled the curtains back and let the sunshine warm my freezing skin. I sat down on my bed and thought for about 15 minutes on what I was gonna do today. I finally decided on going for a walk in the park. As I walked down to the garage to start my car I realized something leaking from the engine. I bent over to see what it was when I slipped and fell hitting my head on the pavement. I then blacked out, but could still feel around me. I felt someone pick me up and carry me back inside, and place me down on a warm couch. A blanket went over me, and I soon fell asleep, and forgot the whole thing.

"Dr. Smith, I have no idea why I've been having these headaches, they all started in May. I remember going out to my car, and leaning over, and then a sharp pain in my head. What is wrong with me?"

"Nothing, a lot of sleep won't cure!" Dr. Smith said, helping me down off the table.

"Alright, thanks." I began to walk home, and I became very dizzy. I began stumbling about and soon saw a shadow behind me. I nearly fell over, but didn't cause the shadow caught me. He sat down in the grass, and started to breath really hard.

"You almost took a tumble, there didn't you!" He said.

"Who are you? Why did you save me? Anyone else would've left me in the dirt! But you didn't, Why?" I blurted.

"Well, I'm Micky Dolenz, I have saved you before, do you remember?" He asked.

"Remember what?"

"You have been having headaches, right? Do you remember that one time you went to your car, and fell, and you nearly cracked your head open?"

"No, and I have no clue who you are, so please leave me alone?" I said, and went home, as soon as I got there I passed out again, not even on the couch, in the doorway, not even shutting the door. I felt myself being lifted, and placed on my own couch. The next morning I woke up with a jerk. I saw a note.

hi, Micky here, I wanted to let you know that's 3 times I've saved you. So you owe me a date! I live 1334 North Beachwood Drive. See you there at around 8!

"Oh, that boy!" I said slamming the note down on the table. I decided to walk over to his house. I knocked on the door, and soon got an answer, "Micky, I will not go on a date with you at 8!" I said, then he leaned down and kissed me.

"Please will you go on a date with me now?" He asked. I could do nothing but nod.

THE END!