(Another day at home from school with the flu. Oh, joy. At least all of your fabulous reviews made me feel better. They even made me feel good enough to pitch during our game Friday night. But, if I don't get better soon, I'm going to go crazy. I'm so damn bored with no one to talk to except my wiener dog. Yeesh. Ok, well this chapter doesn't have as much as a point either, but don't worry, there will be some drama coming up!)

"The two of us, we dream like one, the two of us, the two of us. The two of us take breath like one, the two of us, the two of us."-Yellowcard

"You're mean," Katie whined as they walked home from the café. "I can't believe you!"

"What?" Oliver said innocently. "She was bothering me!"

"But that doesn't mean you had to say that to her!" Katie exclaimed. "She was only an adoring fan girl."

"More like an annoying girl who has no life," Oliver said, taking her hand.

"You're such a jerk," Katie laughed. "Why did I ever agree to move in with you?"

"Because I'm good in bed, remember?"

Katie smiled. "Don't let it go to your head."

"Oliver!"

They turned around as an older couple waved at them. "Mum! Dad!" Oliver said. "What are you doing here?"

"Marian Thornview was having a party," Oliver's mom said. "Rather boring, if you ask me. Absolutely dreadful, in fact. Katie, how are you!"

Katie smiled. "Hello," she said shyly.

"Oh my, look at you!" Mrs. Wood said. "I haven't seen you in years! Oh, you look absolutely beautiful!"

Katie blushed. "Thank you," she said smiling.

"What are you two doing here?"

"Just out for dinner," Oliver replied.

"Well, we haven't heard from you in forever!" Mrs. Wood said. "You two really should come visit sometime!"

"We'll keep that in mind, Mum," Oliver said.

"Oliver, you really should be getting a haircut," Mrs. Wood said, inspecting her son. "It's getting a bit long."

"Mum, get off!"

"Yes, yes, well, we're planning on coming to the next match so we can see Katie play. The last time we saw you play was back at Hogwarts!"

"We really need to be going," Oliver lied, taking Katie's hand. "We have to meet.............. the Weasley twins."

"Oh, I see." Mrs. Wood hugged Katie and her son. "Have a nice time! We'll see you Tuesday!"

Oliver pulled Katie away and they quickly made their way down the street. "Hey, what's the rush?" Katie asked.

"Last time they met one of my girlfriends was back when I was in 7th year," Oliver said. "And they wouldn't leave her alone."

"But your mom is nice!" Katie said.

"Believe me," Oliver said. "She really gets annoying."

"OK," Katie laughed.

"But she was right," Oliver said. "You do look beautiful."

"Wake up!" Oliver groaned and rolled over. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

"What?" Oliver whined, pulling a sheet over his head.

"Wake up!" Katie yelled.

"Why? What's wrong?" Oliver mumbled.

"I'm bored."

Oliver sighed and opened his eyes to stare at her. "You mean, you woke me up at 7 on a Saturday to tell me you're bored?"

Katie shrugged innocently. "Yeah, I guess," she said.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" Oliver asked.

"I don't know, entertain me," Katie replied.

"How? And, are you wearing my boxers?"

Katie shrugged again. "I don't know, I guess so. Now, get up! I made breakfast."

"I'm not sure I trust to eat anything you made," Oliver said.

"It's not that bad!" Katie said. "Honestly."

"All right, all right," Oliver muttered, sitting up. "But if I die, I'm holding you responsible."

Katie emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, a toothbrush sticking out of her mouth. "Wub oob stob ubing my owuhl?" she demanded.

"What?" Oliver asked with a laugh. Katie sighed and pulled the toothbrush out of her mouth.

"Will you stop using my towel?" she exclaimed. "You have your own!"

"But yours is better," Oliver said.

"They're pretty much the same!"

"So? Yours is still better."

Katie sighed and stormed back into the bathroom and emerged again, holding Oliver's towel. "Ok," she said. "Look. This is your towel." She held up the blue towel. "And this," she pointed at herself. "Is mine. Ok? Pink towel is mine, blue towel is yours. Comprende?!"

"Si." Katie threw the blue towel at him and stuck her tongue out before storming back into the bathroom just as the doorbell rang.

Oliver got up and pulled the door open. "Hi," he said, greeting the familiar looking blonde woman.

"Hello, Oliver," Elizabeth Bell said. "Is Katie here?"

(Ok, I know it's really short and a waste of time. Sorry! Next chapter will be coming up! Thanks and review!)