Note: I do NOT own Galactik Football or Demi Lovato's amazing song 'Catch Me'!!!

'Is that you Tia?' her Mum shouted from the kitchen, probably making dinner.

'Yeah, it's me,' Tia shouted back as she began walking into the kitchen trying to hide her happiness as not to give her Mum the pleasure of saying that she was right because she had said that this time would be different like she had every other time. She walked in, very tom-boyishly, and slumped herself into a chair around the table and placed her bag on the chair next to her.

'How was your first day at school?' she asked with a secretive tone as she was hustling and bustling around the kitchen. Tia knew she was hiding something. She could tell by her face. She got her reading skills from her Mum.

'Fine…' she replied suspiciously.

'You were home awfully early. I thought the school didn't finish until ten to four, there's no way you could have walked all that way so quickly,' she stated as she took a sip of her tea while standing next to Tia. After she said that last statement, Tia knew what was going on.

'Were you spying on me?' she asked suspiciously even though she knew it was true.

'Oh no, of course not,' her Mum said earnestly but Tia still gave her the 'yeah right' look. 'Not that I was spying, but he was extremely cute. Again, not that I was spying,' she explained which made Tia roll her eyes. 'So…what's his name? Where's he from? Where does he live? Who does he hang out with? How did you two meet?' she began to question rapidly not even giving Tia a chance to answer.

'His name is Rocket and we met when I walked into him when he was coming out of the bathroom…'Tia began and told her Mum the rest of the story, with her listening intently. '…and then he kissed me on the cheek,' Tia finished.

'Aww…he sounds quite amazing,' her Mum admired. 'You have no idea,' was all Tia could think and began to blush at the thought of him kissing her cheek. She never wanted to lose that memory.

'He is. He's charming and sweet and a total gentleman…' she began but drifted off into her own thoughts of him.

'He seems to be crazy about you, I can tell. He watched you in awe the whole way until you came into the house. Not that I was watching,' her Mum tried to say which made Tia laugh.

'I don't know. I just…feel happy when I'm around him,' Tia tried to explain but not sure if she made a good job of it. She knew that not even her Mum could understand how she felt around him.

'I'm glad to hear it,' her Mum stated and kissed her daughters forehead, glad to hear that she was happy. Then she continued to make dinner while her daughter ran up to her room to do what she always did when something in her life changed: write a song about it.

'If this is love, please don't break me. I'm giving up so, just catch me.' Tia smiled happily and wrote down the last line to her new song. The first song she ever wrote about him and hopefully, the first of many. Tia's thoughts were interrupted though by a call from her Mother.

'Tia, phone!' she shouted up the stairs. 'Who would be calling me?' was the first thing that went through Tia's mind as she put down her guitar and went downstairs. The phone was at the foot of the stairs so she didn't have far to go.

'Who is it?' she asked her Mother as she took the phone off her.

'Why don't you find out?' she said mysteriously and then went off to organise dinner. Now she was curious.

'Hello?' she asked into the phone, curious as to whom it was.

'Hey Tia, its Rocket,' he said which made Tia get all giddy at the sound of his voice. She tried to calm herself quickly before she said anything else.

'Hey. How did you get my number?' she asked curiously.

'Patsy,' he stated simply.

'Ah, the eyes and ears of the school. So what, does she stalk the new people until she finds out everything about them?' she asked charmingly.

'Normally yes but I warned her off you so don't worry. Anyways, have you got a dress for the dance on Saturday?' he asked. 'The dance!' she thought. She hadn't even told her Mother about it yet. Thankfully, she remembered that she had that dress that she wore to a party last summer in her wardrobe.

'Yeah, I have a dress,' she replied, still wondering about telling her Mother.

'Awesome. Sorry, but I have to go or Patsy is going to kick me…in the most unfortunate place,' he joked which made Tia laugh a little too hard.

'That's cool. I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and good luck with Patsy,' she said.

'Thanks, I'll need it. I'll see you tomorrow…promise,' he said and then hung up. Tia couldn't help but smile as she put the phone down and looked over to see that dinner was ready. She walked into the kitchen trying to hide both her excitement and nerves and sat down on one end of the table. Excited about the fact she had just spoken to Rocket and nervous about telling her Mum about the dance.

'How's Rocket?' her Mother asked as she placed Tia's dinner in front of her. It was Tia's favourite-Spaghetti Bolognese. Tia adored all Italian foods.

'Fine. Just checking up on me,' she said which wasn't completely a lie.

'That's good,' her mother replied as she sat down with her dinner at the other end of the table.

'What are you doing on Saturday?' Tia asked, wanting to get the talk over and done with.

'Nothing at the minute, why?' she asked, eyeing her daughter suspiciously.

'No reason. It's just there's a dance on at school and…I'm going…with Rocket,' she said just as her Mum had taking a mouthful of spaghetti and had started choking on it.

'He asked you?' her Mother exclaimed, finally getting the spaghetti down.

'More like told but I don't mind,' she replied earnestly. Her Mother looked at her with pride in her eyes. She was genuinely happy which made her Mum happy.

'Don't worry about me, you go and have fun…but I'm sure with him that won't be hard,' she joked. Tia took a deep breath and wondered what it would be like, dancing with him. Just thinking of him gave her goose bumps. 'Please catch me,' was all she could think, referring to her song that she wrote earlier. She was crazy about him and couldn't wait to see him in a suit, with her in his arms dancing with him at the dance on Saturday. But until then, Tia swore she was going to have a bit of fun with him before then. 'Time to play my favourite game of hard to catch,' she thought mischievously.