Disclaimer: I only own Megan.

AN: My computer mouse is effed up, so that's why this chapter will probably look different. Whatevs. I'll fix it when I can.

Enjoy..

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Chapter 7

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As she sat and watched Jessie try to velcro her own shoes, Megan thought about the previous day. She was def-inately relieved that Jude finally asked her out. She had been worried she'd end up doing that...and Megan was no good when it came to those things. That's why she usually left it up to the guy. On top of having a new boyfriend and new friends, she didn't have to worry about Alex harassing her anymore. Which was a big bonus. When he found out yesterday after work, he looked pissed, but he agreed to stop asking her out. "All done!" Jessie clapped her pudgy hands.

"Ready for the park, Jess?" Megan smiled. Jessie nodded and sat down in her stroller. You'd think at two years old she'd be able to walk, but Jessie took after Megan-who was being pushed around in a stroller until she was 3(an - i was the same haha)-to much. Jessie nodded and Megan grabbed her bag, her phone, and a coat sweater, shoving them into the basket attached to the bottom of the stroller before rolling out the door.

The got to the neighbourhood park a few blocks away, and immediately headed for the massive 5X7 meter sandbox, which was Jessie's favorite. After she unpacked the little plastic pail and shovel from the basket, Megan let Jessie free and sat down on the edge of the sandbox by the stroller to watch her. "Stay where I can see you, Jessie!" she called. Jessie toddled a few feet away and plunked herself down beside a red-haired boy from her daycare, and proceeded to (attempt to) build a sand castle.

About an hour later Megan was about to go over and join in when her cellphone began beeping and vibrating noisily. She reached into the basket and pulled it out. "Hello?" she asked.

"Hey there, dudette! Whatcha doin'? Jude's voice crackled over the bad connection.

"Jude? Where are you? I can hardly-hold on-JESSIE, NO! DO NOT SHOVE SAND IN HIS EYES!-sorry. I can hardly hear you. I'm at the park with Jessie. What are you doing?"

"I'm in Jonesy's and Jen's basement. Jonesy and I are playing vid-ee-ooh games. The reception down here blows," he told her.

Megan strapped Jessie, who was officially tired out, laughed. "Ah, I see. Having fun?"

"Oh-DAMN IT, BRO!-yeah. Blowing up stuff-virtually-rocks!" Jude shouted at the television. Megan could hear Jonesy laughing hysterically in the background 'I showed you! Who owes Jonesy 5 bucks? I think Jude owes Jonesy 5 bucks...'

"WHO DAT MWEGSIE!" Jessie shrieked as the stroller rattled along the walkway.

"It's Jude, Jess, shhhh."

Jude sighed and slammed the controller down frustratedly before turning his attention back to their conversation. "Anyway, bra, the reason I'm calling is- dude! no!-sorry. Would you do me the honour of hanging out with me ce soir?"

Megan laughed. "Sure! I'm babysitting until five...but anytime after that should be cool."

"Wickedddd. I'll come pick you up at 6:30?"

"You can drive?" Megan asked, honestly surprised.

Jude pretended to be offended at her surprised tone. "Of course not!" He exclaimed. "I have a chaufferr!"

Megan shook her head. "All right, I'll see you at 6:30," she said as she unlocked the door and pushed the stroller inside.

"Suh-weet. Later!"

"Bye, Jude."

After she hung up the phone she closed the door and released her sister from the straps. Jessie stared up at her, her big blue eyes blinking. She held her arms out and Megan scooped her up. "Now, what am I going to do with you the rest of the day?"

Jessie clapped her hands and wiggled until Megan set her down. She ran off. "DOLLIES!" she screeched, and came back to pull her older sister down to the toy room.

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5 hours later

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"Megan, honey? Jessie? I'm home!" Mrs. Maxwell shouted as she blew through the front door. Megan quickly shoved all the barbies that she and Jessie had been playing with back into the box and led her sister upstairs.

"Hey, mum," Megan greeted her in the kitchen. Mrs. Maxwell looked her daughter over.

"You look exhausted, Megs. You okay?" she asked. Megan nodded and took a seat at the table, watching her mum get the water boiling.

Megan glanced at the clock; 5:15, it read. "Um, mum, you remember Jude, right?" Mrs. Maxwell nodded absentmindedly and threw some noddles into the pot.

"Yes, dear, I do. Nice boy," she turned the water up. "The one that came by here with...Jen...and Wyatt, right?" A week ago they had come over after work to hang out, but Nikki, Caitlin, and Jonesy had all taken on extra shifts.

"Yeah. So um, did I tell you I'm going out with him?" Megan asked quickly. Mrs. Maxwell turned the upper-half of her body and raised a professionally-plucked eyebrow at her daughter.

"Really? I thought you were dating that Alex boy? No? Oh...well then, no, you did not tell me that," she replied as she dumped some sauce into a seperate pot and began to stir it. "Why?"

"Oh, um, I'm going out with Jude. And I'm going out with him tonight at 6:30. Is that okay?" Megan glanced outside and saw her father was just arriving home.

Mrs. Maxwell shrugged. "Sure, darling. Just make sure you're back by eleven...''

"But my curfew's twel-"

"You're going to be alone with a boy for four and a half hours. You're lucky I am even letting you go."

Megan roller her eyes. "You're never this strict!"

"I always am when you first start dating a new boy..." Mrs. Maxwell pointed at her with a sauce-covered spoon.

Megan agreed, remembering her last boyfriend(who was also her first boyfriend), John. Her mother didn't allow her to be alone with him for the first 2 months they dated. "Yeah, fine, whatever. I gotta go get ready," she said before running upstairs.

An hour later she was dressed in slightly nicer clothes than she had been that day; An emerald green tanktop layered over a long navy-blue one, khaki-coloured capris, and her old black slip on Vans. She tied her hair up in a ponytail, per usual, and applied a little brown mascara and eyeliner. There. This was pretty much as dressy as she got for dates-ever. Only time you'd catch Megan in a dress is at a dance or some fancy-shmancy event she had no choice in going to. "Don't you look nice," her father said as she clomped down the stairs.

"Thanks," Megan said distractedly as she rifled around in the closet for her white zip-up hoodie. It was only the first week of August, but the nights were already getting a bit chillier. She pulled it on, slipped her phone in her back pocket along with her $20.00 bill, and waited. About 10 minutes later the doorbell rang, and she moved to get it, but her father stopped her.

"I want to meet this boy," he told her. Megan flopped down onto the wing-backed chair and hid her face.

"Hello,sir, is Megan home?" she heard Jude ask, and bit back a giggle. She side-glanced at her father. He was smiling, that was a good thing.

"Yes, she is," he leaned over the chair. "Megan, your boyfriend is here," he pretended to talk like a bunch of over-excited sugared-up 12 year old girls. Megan stood up and walked to the door.

"Hey, Jude, ready to go?" she asked, silently begging her father to leave. He did.

Jude nodded. "Sure am, bra! What do you want to do?" he asked.

"I thought you had a plan?" she asked as he took her hand and they began walking through the suburbs towards main street that'd take them to the boardwalk.

"I do, m'ilady! The a-muuuuse-ment park!" he announced.

Megan smiled. "We were just there yesterday, Jude," she giggled. Jude shook his head.

"No, no. This is the outdoor one. Way cooler. You know, 'cause it's outdoors and stuff!"

Megan raised her eyebrows and smiled wider. "Alright then, let's go then."

Together they stumbled along the main street, and as they got closer could see the twinkling lights coming off the rides. It was nearly dusk now, and it was getting darker earlier and earlier. "This is the third last week of summer," Megan pouted upon realising it. Jude pretended to be frustrated.

"Listen, dudette, you gotta live in the moment...seize the-"

"Day?"

"That works, too. Come on, stop worrying. We have three weeks of total freedom left!"

"Except for our jobs," Megan pointed out.

Jude blew his bangs out of his eyes. "Stop being so cynical, bra! Come on, we're at an amusement park!"

Megan looked up at the skeletal ferris wheel as it slowly turned, the colourful lights and music a welcome distraction. "You know what? You're totally right. I'm so sorry, come on!" Jude smiled.

"Finally!" Jude paid for their bracelets and they went in. The first this Jude wanted to do, of course, was ride the humoungous roller coaster. "Come on, it'll be fine." he coaxed her until she got in. When the ride was finished, they got off, slightly woozy and stumbly.

"That was awesome!" Megan cried, throwing her hands up and twirling around, making her nauseousness even worse, but she was having so much fun she didn't even care.

Jude ambled slowly up and took her hand again. "Where to now, bra?" he asked. Megan thought for a moment before dragging him off towards the scrambler. His eyes widened. "Suh-weet!" They got on the ride, Megan on the outside, Jude on the inside, to prevent Megan from getting squished. 'But you will,' she told Jude. 'Dudette, I'm pretty sure I can take it more,' Jude said. Megan had to agree.

As they were whipped around in different directions, hair flying everywhere, Megan realised she didn't even know if they'd see each other after the three weeks are up. Once the ride stopped she suggested they rest for a few minutes. "Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Uh oh, bra, last time a chick said that to me I got dumped!" Jude groaned. Megan laughed.

"No, no, no, not that at all! I was just wondering...um, where do you go to school?" Jude rose his eyebrows and told her. "SERIOUSLY? Oh, awesome! I got transfered there at the end of last year!" Megan practically jumped in his lap, she was hugging him. Jude put his arms around her but leaned back a bit.

"You alright, Megan?" he smirked. She kissed him and leaned back a few moments later.

"Now I am!" she sighed in relief. "My God, I was worrying all day about when I was going to be able to see you once school started, that's why I got bummed out about this being pretty much the end of summer."

Jude led her over to the ferris wheel, and they waited before getting on. "You go to our school? We've never seen you before, though."

"Well I have never actually been there. I was at Brenning Prep all grade 11 before I decided to try public school, so my parents had my files transfered there so I could just start in September!"

"That's wicked, dudette!"

"It is, but now that I think about it, I don't want to think about it. Let's go get some cotton candy!" Megan beamed as they walked down the steps from the ferris wheel. Jude smiled back and they walked off.

After two more hours of riding ridiculously rickety, unreliable amusement park rides and eating cotton candy, Jude and Megan decided to ride the bus over to the mall and go see a movie. When they got there they purposely avoided the Big Squeeze, knowing that their friends would all be there and probably would harass them, and headed straight to the Gigantoplex.

"Hmm, what movie do you wanna see Megan?" Jude asked. Megan put her hands on her hips and squinted up at the big showtime screen.

"I don't really know...they all sound good," she mused. After 10 minutes of debating they settled on Hairspray. "I can't believe you actually greed!" Megan said to Jude as they stood in the concession line. Jude shrugged.

"I don't care, bra. Personally that John Travolta dude dancing around dressed as a chick sounds pretty hilarious. And it was your choice," he grabbed their popcorns and Megan grabbed their drinks.

"Aww, thanks," Megan teased as they sat down in their seats. "And don't worry. I saw the broadway play, it is pretty sweet."

"Wicked."

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1 hour 20 mins later(an - okay, i dont remember how long i was in hairspray for, but since Megan has to be home by 11:30, and it was 9:30 when they got to the mall, I'm just imagining, okay? Okay.) they exited the theatre, still laughing at the fact that John Travolta played a woman.

"I totally forget dude was a dude!" Jude laughed as they hopped onto the bus that'd take them to their neighbourhood. Megan pulled him down beside her on the bench and yawned, resting her head on his shoulder.

"See? I told you it was good," she smiled, eyes closed.

20 minutes later Megan's eyes fluttered open when she heard a loud 'ping'. "Come on, dudette, this is our stop," Jude whispered. She slowly got up and grasped his hand as he led her off the bus.

"I thought you lived like, 5 streets away," Megan said as they began walking through the deserted suburban street.

"I do, but I wanted to make sure you got home alright, I'm a gentleman," Jude deepened his voice jokingly. Megan chuckled.

"Yes, you are. I had alot of fun tonight, by the way. Thanks," she told him. Jude smiled at her.

"No problem-o, bra. It was pretty wicked," Jude agreed. They walked in silence for a few more minutes before coming to her house. They turned down the walkway and Jude walked Megan up to the door. "G'night, Megan. See you tomorrow," he said.

"See you tomorrow, Jude," Megan said before he kissed her. When they pulled apart they smiled shyly and waved goodbye before Megan went inside.

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Next Morning

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"Jessie, noooo!" Megan groaned as she lazily tried to grab her favorite white tank top from Jessie's hands. The toddler had come in to wake her sister up...loudly. "Muuuuuum!" Moments later Mrs. Maxwell reappeared and handed the tanktop to her daughter.

"You better get up, baby, the bus comes in 40 minutes," she said before quietly closing the door. Grudgingly Megan rose and pulled the tanktop over her white bra. She got out of bed, exchanged her plaid boyshorts for her worn-in but still fitted jeans with starting-to-form holes in the knees, and pulled a fitted navy blue zip-up hoodie out of her closet. She did her usual make-up and hygeine routine before brushing her hair up into a ponytail and straightening her newly-cut side-swept bangs and slipping on her beige-maroon-green-and navy plaid converse slip-ons. By the time she was done getting ready it was nearly 8:30.

"Oh, crap!" she exclaimed. After promising her mother that she'd buy breakfast at the mall and giving Jessie a quick hug, she bolted out the door, old messenger bag banging against her hip as she booted it to the bus stop. Not thirty seconds after she got there the bus pulled up. Wyatt was saving her a seat, and smirked when she slammed into it.

"Rough morning?" he asked. Megan nodded wearily.

"Jess was in my room at like, quarter to eight, hitting me with her barbies and stealing my clothes. I love her, but she's a freaking handful and annoying when I'm trying to get ready for work," she yawned for the millionth time.

"Ah, if I understood, I would say 'I understand'. But I don't, so I can't. Or I could, but then I'd be lying because I am an only child," Wyatt rambled(an - i donno if there have been mentions of any siblings of his, so if there have been please let me know because I've missed them). Megan shot him an its-to-early-to-be-joking look and he shut up. "How was your date last night?" he asked.

"Oh, did Jude tell you how fabulous it was?" she joked. "No really, it was actually really fun."

Wyatt shook his head. "Nah, we totally saw you at the mall."

"Cool, well, come on. I really need breakfast. If I don't get some soon I'm going to loose my you-know-what," Megan said as she dragged Wyatt off the bus.

"You're so pleasant in the mornings," Wyatt laughed.

"Thanks," Megan smirked.