Lorraine glanced at her clock, which read 7:45. "Shit!" she gasped. She wasn't ready yet. She put on the blue dress, and did her make-up. She just let her hair down, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. "I'm satisfied," she grinned. She ran downstairs.

"Rainey, where are you going?" her mother asked.

"Out Mama, remember?"

"Be home before eleven!" her mother reminded her.

"I know, I know!" Lorraine ran out the door and down to the Blue Pointe Diner.

Vern was standing outside, leaning against the wall when she ran up. He looked at his watch as she walked up to him. "Wow...exactly eight," he grinned. "Do you have an internal clock or something?"

"Or something," Lorraine laughed.

"You look really great," Vern told her.

"So do you," Lorraine smiled. She bit her lip nervously, she had no idea what they would actually do on this date, but as long as she was with Vern, she wasn't sure she cared.

"Um, you wanna like...walk around?" Vern asked. Lorraine nodded.

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Vern was absolutely dying. She had shown up looking like a fucking angel from heaven, and all he managed to do was crack that joke about the clock and mumble that she looked really great. He really hoped she didn't hear his voice waver when he asked if she wanted to walk around. He really hoped she wouldn't be able to hear his heart beating out of his chest, and he really hoped that she wouldn't notice the panic in his eyes.

"So," Lorraine said, "Tell me about yourself." She inwardly cringed. That sounded like such a stupid pick-up line.

"Oh, uh, well," Vern fumbled, "I live with my mom and my brother, Billy. Maybe you know him, you were both in the same school last year."

Lorraine paled slightly. "I think I've seen him around."

"Yeah. I guess uh, I guess I'm not doing much until school starts. I always liked the freedom of summer. Like...sometimes, when you're out a night in the summer, and you like, feel the wind, and you know what it's like to be really free."

"Wow," Lorraine commented, "That sounded really nice Vern."

"Sincerely? I'm not very good with words and stuff," Vern admitted. "Okay, now it's your turn."

"My turn?"

"Yeah," Vern grinned, "Tell me about you."

"Well I moved here from Ireland when I was three. Until I was 13, we used to go over there and stay every summer. I've got 3 brothers. My oldest brother is 20 and he lives in Ireland still. My middle brother Colin, is thirteen, and my youngest brother, Rudy, is six."

"What's Ireland like?" Vern asked.

"It's so beautiful," Lorraine said. "The grass is greener than you could imagine, and the hills roll, and the sky churns up beautiful dark blue clouds-"

"Kinda like your eyes?" Vern asked innocently.

Lorraine blushed. "I guess. My eyes aren't nearly as beautiful as Ireland."

"Well, I've never seen Ireland, but I don't think I'd have to. I don't think it could be more beautiful than you."

"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," Lorraine breathed.

"Well, I-"

"Shhh," Lorraine interrupted him. She was happy that Vern was about the same height as her, and she leaned in and gave him his first kiss. They broke apart and Lorraine smiled sweetly. "I really like you Vern."

"Jesus Christ," was all that Vern could say. Lorraine took his hand, and they continued to walk.

They stopped when a voice sent chills up Lorraine's spine.

"Well, well, well...what do we have here?"

A/N : MWAHAHAHAHAHA cliffhanger!!!! well sorta. i don't think it's gonna come as a suprise as to who the 'mysterious voice' is. you just don't know what's gonna happen! ahahahahaha being evil is so much fun! i'll try and update soon...i swear!