"You know, you never really struck me as a horror movie fan." Josh said jokingly as he and Claire walked out of the movie theater and towards his car parked several blocks down. He had made sure to let her pick the movie, and was expecting for the newest Channing Tatum movie to be her first choice, not the demonic thriller. .

"What can I say, seeing the same guy take his shirt off for the 80th time can actually get annoying. If you're not there witnessing it." Claire giggled to herself. Josh had taken a liking to her laugh, one he heard several times in the last few hours of their date.

Date, he was on a date with Claire. He couldn't believe that he had mustered the courage to ask her out, especially since they hadn't had too much time alone to begin with. But Kristen had convinced him that the only way to get that time, was to ask for it. When he came to her house, he had no clue as to what to expect. She had opened the door, and after a few short introductions with her parents, the pair was off.

"So where do you want to go next." the boy asked looking at the time. They had an hour and a half until she had to be returned home.

She shrugged. "I don't know, I have very little knowledge about the nightlife here in Westchester. Besides what Joise has told me."

"What would my lovely, innocent, little sister know about nightlife?"

"Uh, uh, not this again Hotz!" Claire put her arm out to distance him, "I'm not going to be your source of information on your sister."

Josh rolled his eyes. "I barely want the two of you to hang out, so trust me wanting to here about her personal life from you is the last thing I want. What I want, is to make the best of the time we have together." Josh extended his hand for her. He tried not to take too much note in how long it took her, or notice the panic that seemed to pass over her eyes.

"That sounds lovely." Claire said, as if there hadn't been any hesitation.

But that was the Claire that Josh was starting to see and understand. From their talks he had surmised that she wasn't considered the prettiest girl in Florida, and didn't get nearly as much male attention he thought she deserved. The boy had just assumed that displays of affection were foreign to her.

"Just tell me where to go." he asked again.

"If you don't mind, I rather just walk with you. It's so pretty here at night." Claire looked at the stringed lights around the Square. Josh patted himself on the back, knowing that the movie theater at the Square made for a perfect after-date walk.

"What did you guys do in Florida for fun?" He asked as the couple began walking in step with each other.

"According to social networking sites, the beach and the mall are main attractions." the blonde said with a little less confidence.

"You're kidding? You never went out when you lived in Florida." Josh asked, surprised. He was hard enough for him to believe that she was thought of as an ugly duckling, but to hear her allude to being a complete loner seemed surreal.

"I mean, I went out but I was not like the other girls in my class. They were very superficial. For real party people, who enjoyed having crazy, all night fun. And I just tried to get by."

"Trust me I know superficial. Westchester is home to some of the snobbiest, egotistical girls you will ever meet." Josh told her honestly. He hadn't officially dated a single girl in Westchester in several years, as he had a low tolerance for girls that were only interested in his new looks or what having him as their boyfriend meant for social gain.

"Oh, way to make me feel special." Claire swooned.

Josh shrugged his shoulders. "It's true. It's what makes you special Claire. You are different from the other girls." he looked down at his companion, who was paying him no attention. He sighed, internally. He had wished that that she was looking at him. Josh had only known Claire for a few weeks but every time he was around her, he felt obligated to look at her. It just seemed unreal that he could actually find someone in Westchester.

Claire hummed. "That's sweet Josh. You are one of the few guys I have ever met who didn't make me feel inferior. Where I'm from, the whole blonde hair, blue eyes thing gets boring. You have to be different. And if you weren't you were boring. And boys don't like boring."

"Well, if you qualify as boring, then I guess that means I like boring."

Claire stopped walking, and looked up at him with inquisitive blue eyes.

Bingo.

"You like me?" she asked with a small smile on her face. Josh suddenly didn't feel so bold. He was going to tell her about his feelings. The tall boy took a moment to contemplate, and consider her turning him down.

"I mean, yeah."

"That's so sweet."

"I mean, if you don't feel the same way, I get it. We barely know each other, and I feel like a creep when I talk to you and.." Josh's rambled was cut short by Claire grabbing his hands.

"Josh, relax it's okay." She laughed quietly. "I like you too."

He took a second to think about what that meant. "Oh."

It was then, when they both noticed how close they were. Claire took a baby step back, and ran a hand through her hair. "But that doesn't mean I want to date you."

"Oh?" Josh asked confused.

"Not yet at least. You're going to take me on more dates." Claire said, laughing again.

"Oh, we can definitely do that." Josh took his chance to laugh on himself. He did it, and hopefully, soon, they'd be official.