A/N: Thank you, thank you for the reviews, I really appreciate them. This chapter has some more family stuff.

Just a quick reminder, all spelling, grammar and tense mistakes are my own.

The next week went by pretty fast. Things had started to settle down when it came to name calling and pushing; most people had other things on their mind like exams.

While most people still wouldn't talk to Lindsay, that was fine by her, she at least had Danny however things still weren't back to normal for Lindsay. Even though things had settled down with the name calling, the reminder was still there everyday walking past her locker, eyeing her in the dining hall, always present. Jason still haunted her.

Lindsay would still never let herself be alone with Mr. Mason. She made sure to keep close to Danny in that class because she knew he wouldn't say anything with Danny around.

On Saturday of that weekend, while Lindsay was studying, her cell phone rang.

"Hello," she answered not looking at the caller ID.

"Lindsay," a male's voice asked.

"Danny," she asked back in recognition.

"Hey, how are you," he made small talk.

"I'm good, just studying. How about you," she chatted back.

"I'm good. I was wondering…" he paused, "If you'd like to come over for dinner tomorrow night, my dad is cooking his famous chicken parmesan. I can come pick you up if that helps?"

She smiled to herself and responded, "I'd love to, I have to ask my parents first, can you stay on the line," she asked.

When Danny responded that he would, she walked down to the living room where her parents were sitting.

"Mom, dad," she said to get their attention. When they looked back up at her she continued. "I was wondering if I could go to a friend's house tomorrow for dinner," she asked.

They looked at each other for a moment and then her mother spoke. "What friend, she questioned.

"His name is Danny, he…" she was cut off by her father, "Danny? We don't know any Danny's."

"He just transferred to this school…" her dad cut her off again, "I don't know how I feel about this."

"Dad, I've known him for a while, his dad invited me over," she pleaded.

"Where does he live," her father asked.

"Brooklyn," Lindsay replied nervously.

"Brooklyn!? And he goes to school with you," Lindsay's mother asked disbelievingly.

"Yes," Lindsay replied firmly. "His father works there," she added but she didn't say what Joey did.

"I don't know if I want you going all the way to Brooklyn," her father said.

"Danny's going to come pick me up," Lindsay was practically begging now.

It was her mom's turn to talk again, "It's a school night honey, I don't know if I want you out late."

Lindsay tried to take a calming breath; she was digging her nails into the palms of her hands to stop the panic from rising. "I won't be out late, and I'll come back by ten. I've already finished my homework and studying…Please," she pleaded.

There was a long silence while both her mother and father looked at one another and than at Lindsay who was holding her breath. Finally her father spoke up. "Fine, but I want you back by 9:30pm," he conceded.

Lindsay let out her breath and smiled. She thanked them and went back to her room where she put the phone back to her ear. Danny had heard the whole conversation so when she came back on and told him she could go he told her he promised to have her back by 9:30. He told her he'd be by to get her by 5:00 the next day and after a little more small talk, they ended the conversation.

The next day after Lindsay got back from her fathers office she showered and contemplated what to wear. She decided on jeans and pink tee with a black fall jacket. When she heard the door bell at five she tried to get to it first but her father beat her too it. He opened the door and there was Danny.

Danny was the first one to talk, "Hi Mr. Monroe, I'm Danny Messer." He put out his hand.

Lindsay's dad took it and shook it while saying, "Nice to meet you Danny." He motioned for Danny to come in which he did.

Lindsay was watching hidden from the stairs, she knew her parents were going to start judging as soon as Danny walked in.

Danny stood looking around at his surroundings. Lindsay place was big, two levels and plenty of room. Mrs. Monroe soon walked over. "Hello," she said.

"Hello Mrs. Monroe," Danny replied as they shook hands. "You have a beautiful house," he commented.

"Thank you," Lindsay mom said. Lindsay saw that they seemed to be sizing Danny up, probably coming up with probing questions to ask him so she decided to come down. She walked over to them and said, "Hey Danny," with a smile.

"Hey," he replied.

"I'm ready," Lindsay said.

Danny nodded and then said to Lindsay's parents, "It was nice meeting you both." He shook both of their hands again; Lindsay said 'good-bye' and then followed Danny out.

They walked to his bike, got on and he drove them back to his place. Lindsay had told him to park a little down the block because she knew her parents wouldn't like that he had a motorcycle.

He led her in and took her jacket to hang up. Lindsay instantly smelled Joey's cooking and took the smell in with a deep breath. She looked around, his place was a two bedroom, small apartment but it was cozy and she liked it. Danny led Lindsay to the kitchen where Joey was cooking.

When he heard them enter he turned and smiled at Lindsay saying, "Hello Lindsay, I'm so glad you could make it."

She returned the smile and said, "Me too, everything smells great."

"Come on," Danny said, "We can make the sauce." They washed their hands and he showed her what to do.

Lindsay was having a lot of fun helping out; she never got to help out at home. At home she felt like she was suffocating, always walking on eggshells but here…she could breathe again, it was calming.

Just when she was thinking about this she heard the front door open then close. Soon Dominick walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Uncle Joey, smells good," Dominick said.

"Hello Dom," Joey replied.

"What are you doing here," Danny asked jokingly.

"Hey, Uncle Joe makes his famous chicken parm, I ain't gonna miss it for the world," Dominick replied as he dipped his finger into the sauce and then put it in his mouth.

Danny playfully hit him over the head and said, "Hey man, get outta here."

Dominick looked over at Lindsay and put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Hey, Montana girl."

"Montana girl," Joey asked.

"Yea Uncle Joey, didn't you know she's from Montana," Dominick said as he took his arm back.

Joey looked a Lindsay and said, "Ah, a country girl huh." He smiled and went back to the chicken.

Dominick walked over to Joey and patted him on the back and then said, "Watch it Joey, she knows how to rope and hog tie pigs." Joey let out a laugh.

The rest of the night went well, Lindsay couldn't believe how light and fun their conversations and dinners were, nothing like her house.

As promised, Danny got Lindsay home by 9:30 and made sure to walk her to the door and say goodnight to her parents. Lindsay smiled and waved happily as Danny walked away.

As Lindsay walked up to her room she heard her mom say, "He seems like a very nice young man." Lindsay couldn't help but smile at the comment.


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