It was amazing; we only had to push one extra table up to the booth the team was sharing for all of us to fit. Although most of the time a third of us were either getting a drink for a good-looking girl, dancing with a good-looking girl, or kissing a good-looking girl. Not always in that order unfortunately. Jack wasn't much of a dancer, so we mostly sat and talked with the guys who weren't sleaze-balls at the moment. Dave Christian had sat with us the whole night, instead of flirting and then sitting down once he got rejected, like the other guys, so I decided to ask him why he was being such a wallflower.

"Christian couldn't get a girl if his life depended on it!" Bah, who was half drunk already, slurred.

"Nah man, he's into those 'committed relationships'" Said Buzz, slapping Dave on the shoulder.

I noticed the same blonde girl pass our booth for the third time, her eyes lingering on Dave, who glanced up at her and blushed. I grinned. "Christian, why don't you go talk to that girl by the bar?"

Dave paled, "HER? No way!"

After a bit of coaxing however, he nervously sauntered over to the bar and struck up a conversation with the blonde girl. After a minute or two, he reached out his hand and pulled her onto the dance floor.

"Well boys, looks like the blind squirrel's found her nut!" Jack called loudly, downing the last of his drink.

I punched him in the arm. "Hey! Christian's really sweet, not to mention he has gorgeous eyes."

"So then how come the ladies are all over me, and not him?" Rizzo asked cockily.

"First of all," I said, "If the ladies were all over you then how come you're still sitting with us? And second, you've got a thousand watt smile."

"What about me?" Silky asked grinning. I promptly fed his ego and moved on to the next male with self-esteem issues.

"Bah, you've got a very attractive voice. Pav, you're just an all-around cutie. And Buzzy, you've got, um," I broke off blushing.

"C'mon, what?" Buzzy had a pleading look in his eyes, one I could never refuse.

"A cute butt." I said red as a tomato. The guys exploded with laughter, excluding Buzzy, who was looking pretty darn proud of himself and Jack, whose eyebrows made contact with his hairline.

"So what about me?" he asked, pulling me onto his lap.

"What about you?" I replied, struggling to break free but froze when I felt something hard push into my butt. "I'm your girlfriend, what more could you want?"

"A complement perhaps?"

I leaned close to his ear, a hand on each shoulder. The rest of the team had bent forward, dying to hear Jack's complement.

"You're a damn good kisser."

As I pulled away, I saw Jack's triumphant smirk, the one that I loved.

"Well you're not so bad yourself," he said, kissing me softly on the lips.

"Wanna go home?" I asked softly, feeling my face get hot

Jack nodded and after bidding the guys goodnight, we hopped in my car and drove the five minutes to my appartment.


There will be a fight in the next chapter, If I can get it worded right, and the first US/Soviet game. reveiws will totally give me an incentive, and next month I've got like nothing going on so I will be a better autor I promise!