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LILLY'S POV

Just from the sounds of the music blaring I knew this was a bad idea. I carefully tip toed my way to her window. I saw many people drinking out of Dixie cups. It was then I decided I need to get to another place. I started to wander the streets back to Aunt Lucy's house. Wait. I abruptly turned around; knowing that down the street and up a few blocks was where my newest friends lived.

Upon arriving at their doorstep I checked my makeup and hair in the tinted window. I rang the doorbell and Kevin appeared, Cayce trailing behind.

"Hey Lilly," Kevin said, smile on his face as Joe was in front of me in seconds.

"Lil, why are you here?" Cayce asked, concern in her voice. She knew that I was never one to miss Cherry's parties, but she seems to have changed. Possibly, I changed into a more conservative girl. Maybe, it wasn't me, partying was never my thing. The dancing and eye candy, however, was.

"Because she missed my awesomeness. Duh," Joe said, making me smile at the boy. He was ridiculous, but I really liked it. In fact, I was starting to really like him. As in, more than eye candy.

"Oh, well in that case, Kev can I talk to you?" Cayce said, dragging Kevin away. Joe and I just stood there. Watching the couple talk, and occasionally shooting each other glances from the side of our eyes. I was never caught looking at him, I think, but I caught him on several occasions.

"Joe, talk with me, now," Kevin said, dragging Joe up the stairs. I heard some protests, but then they abruptly stopped. Either Kevin killed Joe or told him something to make him shut up. Cayce dragged me into the downstairs bathroom.

"Your hair is still in perfect condition and your makeup is perfect," Cayce said, fixing my clipped bangs. What was she planning? Knowing Cayce is was something BIG and it was going to surprise me more than ever before.

"Uh huh," I said, really just needing a place to escape from Cherry's party. I'm sure that Trisha had something to do with the party scheme, and it was nothing that I wanted to be a part of. I turned into a good girl; well, good used loosely and compared to them.

"So, what about Charity's party?" Cayce asked me, making me remember those times with Spin the Bottle and Jesse McCartney playing in the background. Now, it was loud rap / techno and drinking games.

"It wasn't what I was expecting, so I came here to chill," I said, making Cayce shoot me one of her so infamous smirks. I knew that she had a surprise. I shuddered thinking about her last 'surprise'. She set me up with this guy, whom I didn't even like. She took us on a date and it was totally awkward and I hated it.

"Oh. So, come one. I'll take you for some food," Cayce said, putting me in her car. She rolled down the driveway, and into the main part of town. We pulled into a parking lot, with a casual looking The Villa sign hanging. It looked like a nice restaurant, like one step above Chili's.

"Nice. Do they have good food?" I asked, knowing that she had never taken me here before. She nodded and pulled me inside. We got inside and I saw Joe and Kevin sitting in a booth. I made a mental note to kill Cayce later.

"Oh my God, look, it's Kevin and Joe," Cayce said, grabbing my arm and pulling me over. Cayce made me get in first, so I was next to Joe and the two elders were trapping us in the booth.

"What a coincidence?" I said, my voice heavy on the sarcasm. I rolled my eyes and looked at the menu. Joe was radiating heat, giving me butterflies, making me instantly not hungry.

"Cayce, I'll just have a Caesar salad," I said, placing my menu down. I have no idea what happened next, but it involved Joe touching my leg, making me blush to the extreme. I looked up from my lap and saw Kevin and Cayce smiling. I wasn't sure if it was because of getting Joe and I out together, or if it was because they were happy to be in each other's company. I prayed that it was the latter.

"Want to ditch this place?" Joe scribbled on the back of his menu with the red crayon that came in the box. I picked up the red crayon, admired the way it matched his cheeks and scribbled on the paper.

"Yea, how?" I wrote back. He cupped his hand around my ear and I felt my face warm up as his hot breath tickled my neck.

"I have Kev's keys. I'll go to the bathroom, later you excuse yourself and we'll leave," Joe said. As he pulled away I saw Cayce giving me a wicked smile. I loved her, but for reasons like this, I hated her, at the same time.

"Secrets, secrets are no fun, unless you share with everyone," Cayce said, obviously curious as to what we could be saying.

"I have to use the bathroom. I'll be back," Joe said, getting up and leaving. I watched his retreating figure as he walked towards the 'bathrooms.' I wrote down a note, in elegant script, with my red crayon, explaining that we left and we'll be at his house around eleven.

"There was no secret, but I'm kind of chilly. I'm gonna get my jacket from the car," I said, rushing out of the building. I walked over to Kevin's car, which Joe had started up. I hopped in the passenger seat and Joe pulled onto the road.

"Do you want to get some food?" Joe asked me, not taking his eyes off the road. It was kind of awkward, knowing that this was the guy that I slow danced with, plus I liked him, and we left another couple.

"Yea, anything," I said, as the car rolled down the road. He soon pulled into a Dairy Queen. We got out of the car and walked into the building. It was colder than outside and I instantly shivered. He looked at me, at my goose bump covered arms, and pulled me towards him.

"One large banana split thing," Joe said. I glanced at him and he took two red spoons out of the cup. I smiled, blushed, and bit my lower lip. I was never one for sharing food with super hot boys. The thing was placed in front of us, and he took it and led us over to a table. I slid out from under his arm and into the chair he had pulled out.

"Sharing," I said, taking a spoon. I dug into the ice creamy goodness and went to stretch out my legs, only to hit Joe's. I felt my face get hot and I was on a roll with blushing.

"Playing footsie," Joe said, gently nudging my foot. I rolled my eyes and willed the embarrassment away. Joe was obviously getting confident, because earlier he was blushing as easily as me. I decided to take a lesson from him.

"Yea, people play it all the time," I said, as my spoon hit his, in an attempt to get the cherry. Joe got the cherry, but after playing with the ice cream, I found my own.

"Can you tie it in a knot?" Joe asked me, as he popped the cherry in his mouth. He was obviously trying to tie it into a knot, so I decided to try with him. Trust me; it wasn't as easy as it sounds. He pulled it out, in a tight not and placed it on a napkin. I finally pulled it tight and spit it into the napkin.

"I've heard that it's a sign of a good kisser," I said, knowing that someone along my life, someone had told me that. Joe smiled, as he placed a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"I've heard that too," Joe mysteriously said. What did he mean by that? Ugh, he was so hot and so mysterious and such a good dancer.

"Oh." I said, not being able to think of anything else. My mind was racing as to why he would have even brought the topic up. "Are you doing another album?" I asked, changing the subject. I picked up on Joe's slightly disappointed face, but he smiled.

"I think so. It should be released sometime next summer," Joe said, his happiness obvious to any human eye. I nodded my head and looked at the empty bowl. Had we already eaten the entire thing?

"That's good," I said, making Joe nod and throw out the empty contained and spoons. We got back into the car and just sat there for a minute.

"What do you want to do now?" Joe asked me, making me blush. I thanked the darkening skies and willed all thought about kissing Joe out of my mind.

"It's your choice," I said, putting the ball in his court. I looked at him, awaiting his answer. He looked at the tree tops and then turned to me. He tousled his hair and leaned towards me. Was he a mind reader? Our lips touched, just as firecrackers went off, from the group of teens standing across the parking lot. We parted and I couldn't resist the giggles, from the irony of the firecrackers and our kiss.

"So, let's get you home," Joe said, sounding flustered. I'm sure that he was thinking the same thing as I. Was this moving all too fast or was it just in our nature?

Okay, so there's chapter seven. I'm quite proud of myself with this one. Tell me if you think the entire Lilly and Joe moment was too soon. Tell me if you have ever tried, possibly succeeded, in tying a cherry stem.