A/N Sorry if you believe that Wisty is a bit OOC. I would be freaking out so I decided for Wisty to freak out too. Any suggestions? Reviews are appreciated! I know that not a lot people read this series, but you should, it's GOOD.

Wisty's POV

I'm on the phone with Janine, which is where I usually am if I'm not with her and Whit. I hang out with Ross too, though not as much. I don't hang out with Byron. Janine says he's, what, building up courage? I'm still chickening out. Ugh. My life is suppose to be easy, we're building a city from ruins and ruined people, sure, but we're still doing it. How does this feel HARDER? Love sucks when you actually have time to think things through, and actually doubt yourself. It's better than rushing through things, right? I sure hope so. Come on Byron. Or do I want him to wait? I honestly don't no any more.

"So Wisty?" Janine asks.

"Hhmm? Yes?" I answer.

"Byron told me to tell you to be at the dinner down the street tomorrow at 6:00, okay?" Janine tells me. It's happening, It's HAPPENING! Don't freak out. Don't freak out.

"I'm freaking out!" I say to Janine. I'm starting to pace in my kitchen, self doubt over whelming me. "What if I mess up? If I have zero confidence now, how am I suppose to have confidence AT OUR DATE?! We're going to have a date! I'm a mess! What if I go to slow, or go too fast?! I can't do this. If I'm freaking out so much, does it mean I'm not ready?" I'm frantic, hyperventilating. I'm glowing don't set your own apartment on fire, Wisteria Allgood.

"If your freaking out so much it means you've been waiting too long. If it's right then they'll be no problem. If there is problems, then that makes the love all the more rewarding." Janine answers me, always the sage, always having wisdom beyond her years.

"Thank you Janine. Thank you so much. Can you come over to my apartment at 4:00ish?" I ask.

"Of course Wisty." she answers.

"Thank you so much Janine, I don't know what I would do without you!" I gush, overwhelmingly thankful.

"No biggie." Janine answers like she just let me borrow her sugar instead of giving me her advice while I'm screaming at her like a nut.

"Oh, and Janine?" I ask.

"Yes Wisty?" Janine answers, sounding not even remotely bothered with my constant barrage of little favors I'm asking her to do.

"Can you not bring Whit? I can't imagine what he'll do if he sees me panicking about what to wear." I ask her. Janine chuckles to herself.

"Good idea Wisty. Speaking of Whit, he just got up from a little nappy with his hair trying to imitate a squirrel." she laughs again. I can hear Whit in the back round whining.

"Hey! My hair's not THAT ugly! Janine!" Whit whines.

"Got to go Wisty, see you then." Janine says and hangs up. I put the phone on the receiver as I go back to reading, trying not to think about tomorrows date.

JAMES PATTERSON OWNS THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. THAT LUCKY DUCK.