A/N: and another chapter in the exciting life of young Morton Rainey... awwwwww... thank you to all of you who have reviewed!
still searching for the perfect title... Mort says that the ending is the most important part, but I beg to differ... I think it's the title, and this one, this one sucks! Lol.

Oh, and I don't know what year this would be set in... the 70's? I'll probably keep it vague... but if anyone has any ideas...

And another thing... sometimes I don't write "the voice said" but the italics are his conscience...

Disclaimer: I don't actually own Mort... but good news is! I think I do own his mother and that girl... mwahahaha! He'll be MINE!

it starts......

The morning was a blur. Mort took time to match his clothes. And to comb his hair (you see, he's quite prone to "bed head"). He gulped down his orange juice and smiled nervously as his mother drove him to school.

His legs bounced during class. He couldn't control himself. he wrote her name in his notebook "Mickenzie" "Mickenzie"... the bell rang...

"Hey Mort!" the girl's voice rang out. She wants you... the voice in his head patronized.
"Hey Mickenzie..." Mort shyly replied. He wiped his hands off on his brown corduroy pants. The girl looked down and smiled.

Mort, with a shaky hand, took the note out of his book and handed it to her.

"I wrote this for you. I want you to read it." Mort said, with a nervous smile.

"How Sweet Mort, thank you!" the girl replied. The bell rang and with one last smile she bounced down the hall. Mort bit his lip.

That girl is... something. Why didn't you just ask her out yourself? The voice echoed... "I couldn't do that!" Mort answered back. Almost forgetting he was in a high school hallway.
"couldn't do what?!" a male voice asked. Mort looked behind him. To see the biggest human he had ever seen. A tall muscular guy. He must have been 7 feet tall! His shoulders were wider than the hallway and covered by a letter jacket. His yellow teeth sneered down at Mort.
"I'm waiting, FREAK! COULDN'T... DO... WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" the person growled.

"Um... I couldn't... I couldn't... I couldn't... do that last math problem! It was a real doozy! Don't you hate that Pythagorean theorem?!" Mort rambled.
The guy rolled his eyes and walked away. Muttering "Freak" to himself...

3:00 seemed to take forever to get there. When that last bell rang Mort thought he'd sing the "Hallelujah Chorus".

The boy ran to his locker and grabbed the books he needed. He ran to the patio, a blur of people all talking and laughing. He spun around.

Where is she?! Why isn't she here yet?

"She'll be here"
I don't see her.
"She's here. I know she's here."

"Mort?" Mickenzie lightly touched his slender shoulder. "Are you ok? Were you talking to someone?"
"no... no I'm sorry... you're here? I mean... I was hoping that you would be... but wow, you're here!" The boy was so overtaken with emotion he grabbed Mickenzie in a tight hug.

"why wouldn't I have come? Hmmmm?" When she smiled, she smiled with her whole face. Mickenzie playfully laughed.
"so you really want to go out for dinner?"
"Of course I do, Mort. You need better confidence. You're a great guy!"

confidence. He didn't need confidence. All he needed was the prettiest girl he had ever seen by his side. he wanted to hold her hand... and never let it go. Never.

Well that's all for tonite, folks! Hope you enjoyed it! Any comments, complaints... titles. Just leave a review... and I'll get back to you! Promise...
Mort's Date is next chapter... mwahahaha... I mean, awwwww....