DATE NIGHT :))

Sorry bout any misspellings! And the next chapter will probably be the last.

The next few days passed in a blur. Kate figured out her schedule and even spent an afternnon touring the town with Jenni and some other friends. It was beautiful, rich, and full of history. Kate managed to keep most thoughts of Friday night, and Pogue Parry, at bay, even though he was in a lot of her classes. Goissp does cirulate though and she discoered that all of the son's of Ipswich were swimmers for the school, the best there actually, and had went to the state finals the past year. She also found out that Pogue and Caleb lived in their families manor's while Reid and Tyler roomed together on the floor under hers. Not that she paid attention to the gossips of course, which seemed to be the only thing talked about at this school. Kate was cool with a little info here and there, but it was a bit too excessive when she had only gone to Spencer a week and already knew that Amy Lendon had a staff infection on her left foot, Justin Hill recently got dumped by a blond model, and Aron Adams was a jerk to everyone, even his girlfriend, Kira. Most of the gossip came from Jenni, who seemed to like being the go-to girl for juicy stories. Not that Kate didn't like her, in fact, she was pretty cool, just a little preppy and nosy. Even now she was explaining to Kate why she dumbed Rob Henry, as they waited for their history class to end. Kate nodded in fake interest, while actually trying to catch a glimpse of Pogue's blond mane. Finally the teacher dismissed the class and Jenni stopped mid-story to grab her books. Kate was waiting patiendtly for her when she felt a breathy voice in her ear.

"Eight sharp, Be ready." And she felt a piece of paper being slipped into her hand.

She turned, but Pogue was already walking out the door with the rest of the gang. Crap, it was Friday,already. And she still hadn't made up her mind about Pogue. She could just ditch him and go to the Dell's party with Jenni, but then he might never ask her out again. Wait, that was what she wanted right? She had just started a new school, she needed to be focused on her classes, not some guy. It wasn't a problem in the past. Most of the guys she dated at Jenkins had been pushovers and let her have her way, they were lucky to have her attention and they knew it. Pogue was not this type of guy. This was unfamiliar territory and better left unexplored. But that only made her so much more curious.

"Okay," she thought to herself, "Just one time."

A few hours later Kate was fighting to stick by her decision. "What do I wear?" She asked Jenni, who was painting her toes on the bed.

"He's bringing you out to the Dell's right?" She asked as Kate reviewed a few more tops.

"Yeah, that's what the note he gave me in class said," She pulled it out of her pocket and handed it to Jenni.

The other girl sat down the finger nail polish and took the paper, reading the words aloud,

"Dell's, dress warm..."

"Wow," Jenni giggled, "He's a man of many words."

Kate just rolled her eyes. "Okay so what about these?" she asked, reffering to several tops she now held.

Jenni eyed the clothes skeptically.

"Okay," she finally said, "I have an idea. Put on those dark jeans and get the matching denim jacket...and put on this." Jenni had reached into her own drawer and pulled out a very form fitting spagetti strapped tank that vnecked to show more than a hint of cleavelege.

Kate did as she was told.

"God are those Vanessa Bruno Starbabyz" Jennie exclaimed, eyeing Kate's jeans while she checked her reflection.

"Oh, yeah, Daddy picked them up in New York this summer."

"I'm so jealous!" Jenni exclaimed, motioning for Kate to turn, "You got front, back, and clothes to flash it all!"

Kate laughed. "If you say so. This looks okay?"

Jenni noodded. "Definately! Pogue wont be able to keep his eyes off you."

Kate turned to look in the mirror again,, silently hoping she was right.

Jenni left early to meet some friends and not even fifteen minutles after she was gone there was a knock on the door. Kate took a deep breath, quickly took one last glance in the mirror and opened the door. Pogue stood there casually, dark faded jeans and a leather jacket replacing the school uniform he had donned the whole week. He looked good.

"Hey beautiful, you ready?" He asked, leaning against the door frame. Kate rolled her eyes at him before grabbing her denim jacket.

"Yeah, lets go," she sut the door and walked past him. He just laughed quietly and followed close behind.

"So, I assume you've heard of the party's at the Dells?" He asked as they made their way outside. "Oh, yeah," she assured him, "Jenni is quite the talker, and parties are one of her favorite topics." Pogue raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What are some others?"

Kate pretended to think, "Boys, food, boys, homwork, boys, movies, shopping, and and boys, did I metion that?"

Pogue laughed. "Maybe once or you two ever talk about me?"

"No," Kate answered, "We didn't think your head needed anymore inflation."

"Ouch," Pogue grabbed his chest in mock hurt.

"Hey, it's your reputation," she reminded him, "If you don't like it, change it."

He seamed to consider that for a moment.

"So where's your car?" She asked after a moment of silence. He indicated the direction ahead with his finger.

"No car, just that." That's when Kate spotted the yellow Dunci.

"Are you serious?" She asked, as he climbed on.

"You scared?" he challenged back.

Kate considered that. Yes, she was, but she wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction of knowing that. "You can hold on to me," he said with a hinting smile. Kate gave him a reproachful look.

"I'm not scared, I just worry about your driving skills," she answered, mounting the bike on the seat behind him.

"This'll be fun." he smirked as he peeled out, leaving a squeal of the tires and the smell of burnt rubber behind.

Kate, as hard as she fought it, instantly wrapped her arms around Pogue's middle, as the speed kept increasing. She closed her eyes and put her head into his back. She could feel his body shake with laughter.

"Slow down!" She yelled as loud as she could.

Pogue shook his head. "Not a chance!"

Kate wanted to freak out. This was her first time on a bike, ever and she'd heard plenty of stories about motorcycle accidents. But eventually the thrill of the ride settled in and Pogue seemed to be in plenty control of the machine. These thoughts comforted her enough that she even opened her eyes and relaxed a bit. She was almost perfectly at ease when they reached their destination. A lot of cars were parked there and music, laughs, and chatter could be heard in the distance. Pogue helped her off the bike.

"See, that wasn't so bad was it?"

"It was okay, but I still prefer my car," she informed him.

Pogue just shrugged. "Come on, let's go check out the party."

She nodded her agreement and together they walked up a small hill that opened into a clearing. It seemed like all of Spencer's upper classmen were here. Everyone was dancing or swaying, talking or drinking.

"Follow me," Pogue instructed, taking Kate's hand to lead ehr through the crowd. She ignored the feeling it gave her. Eventually Pogue spotted who he was looking for and dragged her in that direction. Caleb, Reid, and Tyler were all standing together, talking to another group of people, one Kate realized, was thebrunette Reid ha dflirted with in the mess hall. Tyler took notice to her first. "Hey Kate!" he smiled and Kate smiled back.

"I didn't know you were the partying type." He told her.

Kate shrugged, "If there's people and music, why not? Besides,"she motioned at Pogue, "I didn't really get an option."

Tyler laughed a little before turing to introduce Kate to the others. They all seemed nice, even Reid, though he kept throwing insinuative puns at Tyler. But he didn't seemed bothered by it, so Kate ignored it too. After a while she excused herself to go get a drink.

"I'll get you one," Pogue offered.

Kate turned on him, "I have two feet, you know."

"If you insist," he answered raising his hands in defense.

Kate smirked before walking off toward the coolers. They were on the other side of the giant bonfire, closer to teh DJ, and she lost sight of Pogue.

"Oh well," She found the coolers, grabbed a coke from the only one that wasn't full of beer and began to make her waay back to the group when someone grabbed her arm from behind. She turned around, coming face to face with Aaron Adams.

"Hey, Kate, right?" She pulled her arm from his grip.

"Yeah, and you're Aaron, did you need something?"

"Just gonna see if you wanted to dance..." He hinted.

Kate shook her head. "No, thanks, I'll pass, I'm kinda here on a-,"

"Oh come on," He interupted her, "Just one dance?"

He grabbed her arm again. She was about to protest when a voice behind her stated firmly,

"She said no, Aaron."

Aaron dropped his hold on Kate's arm again and she turned to see Pogue walking up to stand by her.

"This isn't your business Parry," Aaron insisted.

"She came with me, Adams, which makes it my business."

Aaron rolled his eyes. "Oh we both know you'll screw her and leave her in a week Parry," He turned his attention to Kate, "Hey, let me know when you get tired of being his booty call, I'll take you out somewhere."

Kate couldn't believe her ears, "Exuse me?!"

"Fuck off, Aaron!" Pogue demanded, stepping between him and Kate.

"Yeah, you'd like that wouldn't you, what's the matter? Afraid I might be right?" Aaron asked as Pogue turned around, motioning that they should leave to Kate.

"Think she'll stick around forever?" Aaron called. "Far as I hear it, you had to force her into one date. Isn't that a bit unusual for you?"

Pogue froze rolling his eyes and turned back to face Aaron.

"Come, on," Kate, grabbed his arm. "He's an ass, let it go."

But Pogue ignored her, watching the other boy, daring him. Unaffected Aaron walked right up to him.

"What's the problem Pogue? Not use to having to talk legs into opening?" Pogue shoved Aaron back, out of his face.

Aaron stumbled, then stepped forward with a swing. Pogue dodged it, coming back and hit Aaron right in the jaw. He fell to the ground, almost easily; he must have been a little tipsy. But Pogue wasn't stopping. Aaron had managed to stand up, just as Pogue was on top of him again. Kate moved to pull him off, but before she even took two steps Caleb was there, along with the other two, and had restrained Pogue.

Aaron was on his knees now, holding his bloodied nose. They led Pogue away from the group of people who had formed to watch.

Reid giving Aaron another kick as he passed. Kate followed them.

"What the hell were you thinking?" She heard Caleb asking when she walked up.

"Look, it was nothing man, he got mouthy, I-I lost it okay? He annoys the hell out of me."

Caleb sighed, looking as if he was debating on saying more or just letting it go.

"Well I think it was brilliant," Reid injected, "Someone needed to put that asshole in his place."

"Reid," Caleb repremended," Not helping."

Pogue smirked, "Look, he's gone, it's over, okay, lets just forget it."

He caught sight of Kate, as did the others.

"Fine," Caleb gave in, "But be careful."

The two shared a knowing look that Kate didn't quite understand before Pogue nodded and Caleb led the other two off.

Pogue sauntered over slowly, meeting Kate's eyes, expecting what was coming.

"Your'e an idiot."she told him.

He smiled a little. "Yeah, I've heard that."

She sighed. "Are you okay?"

Now Pogue really laughed. "Guy can't hit worth crap! Yes, I'm fine, what about you?"

She eyed him skeptically. "What about me?"

"Well I didn't even leave you alone for two seconds without something happened. Where would you have been without me?" He joked, causing Kate to punch his arm.

"You jerk, I was fine, even before you showed up!"

This caused him to do that laugh again, the deep one, that sounded a lot sexier each time she heard it.

"If you say so babe, but maybe you're just used to random guys groping you."

Kate hit him again. "I can handle myself! And guys don't feel me up all the time like I'm some slut, so don't you suggest such a thing, and for the record, he wasn't 'groping' me! That requires him to touch more than just an arm."

"I know he wasn't" Pogue informed her, "But if he had been touching more than your arm, he might not be walking right now. And I never said you were a slut, or even insinuated it."

Kate rolled her eyes. "Your still an idiot...besides, should it matter, you'll just 'screw me and be done with me in a week' remember?"

Pogue cursed under his breath. "Look, he was just trash talking to get a rise out of me. Sorry about that, just don't listen to him."

Kate laughed, "Well I have more faith in you than that."

Pogue fell silent again, staring at her.

"You probably shouldn't." He said, finally, looking down.

"Hey," she grabbed his hand, "You know, your reputation doesn't define who you are. Believe me, I've heard all about you this week, yet I still came. Why do you think that is?"

He didn't answer.

"It's because I think there's more to you than that. More than this big tough guy that thinks he can screw anything that walks."

He looked at her questioningly. "Big? Are you trying to say something? Are you calling me fat, because I'd have you know, that I am on a strict exercise program that-"

Kate cut him off, laughing "Your impossible!"

"I know, come on, lets dance."

"What?" she was going to protest, but Pogue had already pulled her over by the fire, where everyone was moving to the beat. Kate did like dancing, and the music was fast with a nice rythm, so she let her frustration flow into motion. Pogue wasn't bad himself, moving his body as fluently as hers to the beat. A few minutes of that passed and Kate got brave. She turned her back to Pogue and put his hands on her hips, rolling them to the music. He stepped closer, catching on, and before thong they er going down, grinding against each other. kate kept perfect poise as she moved and danced around him; their bodies rubbing, bumping, and merging at different times. That songended though and Kate decided they should take a break so she could drink some of her coke.

"Where did you learn to dance like that?" Pogue asked once she had gulped down half her drink. She shrugged. "I don't really know, I just like to dance, I took a few classes when I was little, but it was a lot more choragraphed."

Pogue shook his head, "That was no ballroom dance,"he insisted.

Kate just shrugged again.

"So now what?" She asked after a moment.

"Nothing," He assured her, "You're just not what I was expecting,"

To be honest even he didn't know what he been expecting. He had brought Kate here, specifically to see if she was as much as a socializer as she had seemed over the week. And for a new girl, her popularity was unusually high. Kate didn't push the point.

She just smiled and said, "Most things never are."

This made Pogue raise an eyebrow. "Does that mean you are having a good time?"

Kate narrowed her eyes. "Are you going to twist everything I say?"

"Is that your way of avoiding the question?" He laughed when she disregaurded that question too. "Come on," she said, rolling her eyes. "Lets go find the others."

This didn't prove to be too hard since they were all gathered near the same spot they had been earlier. The group spent the next few hours talking and dancinig with the bonfire light luminating their skin. Eventually, Pogue asked Kate if she was ready to leave. She nodded and they said goodbye to the remainder of their friends before he pulled her back to the pathway that led hto his bike.