Authors Notes: Hey all. Just wanted to say thanks so much for all the great feedback I have gotten so far for this story. I makes me feel great to read what you think and I get a kick in the pants to write some more. This is this third instalment of 'When Lightning Strikes.' All disclaimers and such in first chapter. As always, let me know what you think, or if you have any questions about the story.

Rating: PG-13 for language.

First Date


While it was true that if my mom knew I got let off early I would have to be home right away; what she doesn't know can't hurt her, right? Besides, it was only seven, so I had a few hours easy; considering the shop usually closes at ten. Without replying, he turned quickly on Drive-In road, increasing his speed so we were flying at about ninety.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what he had in mind. Drive-in road was called such because there wasn't anything on it except, yep, the drive- in. I had only been here a few times with my family when I was younger, before it was dubbed too "Buzzy" by the townies, though it was my first time with a guy. Not that I hadn't been asked before, and that's not even counting Dean.

But Matt was the first guy I had ever wanted to go with, and who cares if he didn't ask? I'm sure if I didn't want to go he would have taken me somewhere else. But the thought of sitting on a cycle with Matt Hardy at the drive-in sent shivers up my back, no lie. I had read about that happening to girls in books, but I always thought it was an exaggeration.

After we got in and found a spot to park, Matt turned to me and asked, "Want anything?" and gestured toward the snack shop.

I considered replying 'You' but thought it might be a little early in our relationship, romantic or otherwise, to make that certain statement, so just settled with "Not really."

"Okay, be right back" he said and made his way over to said shop.

While I was waiting for him to return, I glanced around at the other cars to get an idea of what I was supposed to do. The truck on my right was turned around so the bed was pointed towards the screen and had a man and two kids in it so, no help there. Turning to my left, I noticed the window where fogged up and that it was rocking slightly. Well, three guesses to what they were doing.

Sighing when I had gained no more information, I looked to the screen and realized that I didn't even know what movie we were going to see. Something a father took his children to and someone else came to have sex? Well, that certainly narrowed it down.

"Scoot up" Matt's voice startled me out of my thoughts and I obeyed. He had bought a big soda and I noticed two candy boxes sticking out of the pockets of his leather jacket. Setting the drink on the ground next to the bike, Matt slide in behind me and wrapped his arms loosely around my waist as if testing the waters, sort to speak. I smiled to myself and leaned back against his chest, my arms resting on his legs.

Halfway through the movie, which I was trying to stay awake though, I felt Matt move my hair aside and kiss my neck. Wide-awake now, I stiffened from the shock of it for a second before relaxing again in his arms. I guess he felt this, because not a moment passed before he started kissing me again. I have to admit, I was in heaven. This totally sweet, funny, not to mention hot guy with an amazing bike takes me to a drive in movie and wants to make out. Who cares that the movie sucked or that he was a buzzer and I a Townie? Not me and apparently from the way he was sucking on my neck, he didn't either.

He reached up and turned my head gently to the left as his trial of kisses moved up to my cheek toward my mouth. Right before he reached it, he paused and pulled back enough to look me in the eyes. I wondered why he stopped and if I had done something wrong.

"Matt" I breathed, wanting him to keep going.

"We have company." He said with that half smile, his eyes never leaving mine.

"What?" I replied stupidly, not getting what he was saying. I didn't see Dean walking up from behind us.

"Dean's making his way over." He explained, half smile widening.

"Oh." I said as I turned around to see that indeed Dean was heading our way and looking pretty pissed besides. "Let's get out of here, I don't feel like another fight." I added and Matt nodded, switching spots with me before he took off.

Damn Dean anyway. As if following me around and starting fights with my little brother wasn't enough, now he had wrecked my date with Matt. Not to mention ruined the perfect moment for our first kiss. On the mouth that is. I would get him for this, I promised myself. Soon he was going to learn to leave me the hell alone.

I guess Matt was thinking along the same lines as I was because, as he was dropping me off at my house he said "We need to think of something to do about Dean." I took off the helmet and handed it to him, getting off the bike.

"I've tried everything. He just doesn't take a hint. It's like the meaner I am to him, the more encouraged he gets." I replied, shoving my hands into my jean pockets.

"Well, I have some ideas. We'll talk about it tomorrow before school starts. Cool?" he asked and I nodded.

Then, when I thought he was just going to drive off, he reached out and slipped a finger into my belt loop, slowly puling me closer to him. I knew I had a huge grin on my face, but I didn't care. His right hand came up to cup my cheek and pull my face closer to his. Eyes closed, his, not mine, he gently kissed me.

'Wow' was my first thought as a wave of warmth hit me, my heart beat doubling. So this is what it's like to be kissed. Figuring I should probably do something, I reached up and put my hand behind his head, effectively pulling him closer; and when I finally remembered I was supposed to close my eyes, I did that too.

After I had reached up and pulled him closer, his lips started to move against mine, so I copied him as best I could, hoping I wasn't making a complete fool out of myself. My other hand came to rest on his shoulder while his had moved from my belt loop to fully rest on my hip. His other slipped from my cheek down to my neck where he had been kissing me earlier. This felt way too good.

After another minute of this, he pulled back and smiled up at me. "I guess" he paused to clear his throat. "I guess I'll see you later, then?"

I grinned back at him, probably looking like an idiot and said "Yeah, later." Was that my voice? It sounded way too soft.

He nodded one last time before releasing me; the hand that was on my neck sliding down my arm before letting go of me. "Well, goodnight."

He made no signs of moving away yet, so, besides releasing my hold of his head and shoulder, neither did I. "Night."

Suddenly I realized he was waiting for me to do something. Thinking maybe he wanted me to move away first, I started to until I saw his eyes flicker. 'Oh' I thought, just before leaning back toward him and capturing his lips with mine again. Score one for me, this definitely got a result. His hand reclaimed the spot on my neck and he pulled me slightly closer.

We kissed longer this time and so when we finally parted we were both breathing hard. This time he was the one grinning like a fool. Without thinking, I opened my mouth. "Not bad for my first time, huh?" I said with a smile.

His eyes widened slightly and I closed my eyes against it, feeling like I should smack myself. Smack myself? More like pounding my head against a wall somewhere. I was humiliated. "I did not just say that. Please tell me I did not just said that. God, am I a loser or what?" I asked knowing I was blushing red, eyes still closed. I knew from where we were standing that the front door was only twenty or thirty feet away. I could so make a run for it, except Matt would have to let me go first.

"No, no. Not at all. I was just surprised, that's all. You seemed. . . like you knew what you were doing." He replied with what sounded like a grin. I took the chance and opened my eyes.

"I read a lot." I said meekly.

"Are you sure its wasn't just your great teacher?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me, making me laugh out loud and forget my new nervousness.

"Hmm, could be. I can't be a hundred percent sure, of course, without more practice." I replied seriously and he nodded gravely.

"I agree completely." Without another word he pulled me to him again and we were kissing with more gusto then before. But before either of us could get into it, a voice called out, making us jump apart.

"Mom just called and said she was on her way home; so unless you want her to join the party, you might want to wrap it up."

I turned around to see Alex grinning at us from the pouch with the phone in his hand. "Point taken, get lost." I called back and he shrugged then returned inside, probably to watch from the window.

"Sorry." I said, turning slightly pick again.

"Don't worry about it, I need to get going anyway. Come early tomorrow?" he asked. Then, guessing that sounded wrong he quickly added. "So we can figure out what to do about Dean."

"Oh." I said, not masking my disappointment at hearing his hastily explanation. "Right. Dean."

"And maybe a few more lessons. It is school, after all." His grin matched mine as he kissed me one last time, pulled his helmet on and sped off.