A/N: All right folks, here it is. The moment we've all been waiting for... Mort Rainey's first date (awww). This chapter will be longer (I promise) and you'll get to know our friend Mickenzie better... as well as Mort...
thank you to all of you who reviewed! And thanks for any suggestions... still searching for that perfect title...
disclaimer (I only keep doing this, b/c it makes me feel powerful): I do not own Morton Rainey, nor do I own the rights to Secret Window. I have my DVD... that's all.... For now.

Mort couldn't help it. He was nervous, there's nothing wrong with that. But he couldn't act nervous... not in front of her. She was experienced... and tonight; so was he.

"So Mort, where are you taking me for dinner? I'm starved!" Mickenzie asked... she had this thing, she could invade his thoughts, go into his head.

"Um, well... I was thinking we could... well you could choose..." Mort stumbled out. He was embarrassed. "I mean, I'm new here, and I don't really know any of the good places to eat. Unless you count TV dinners at my house..."

"Mort, I understand. If you wanted to eat at your house... it would be fine with me." Mickenzie ran her hand through her sandy hair. She looked at Mort. His eyes... she thought to herself they're hiding secrets.

"We could go get pizza. I know it might not be fancy... but...."

"That sounds great Mort"

The two teenagers walked in silence for what seemed like a lifetime. Mort looked over at Mickenzie occasionally and gave a nervous smile.

Why don't you just grab her hand? You know you want to. And you want know if she wants you to... until you try.

Mort took his own advice. And very slowly reached for the girl's petite hand. He laced his fingers with hers. He noted her long fingernails, against his short stubby ones. And she was wearing a ring on her pointer finger, he hadn't noticed that before. Mort smiled. And for the first time in his life he knew what "Happiness" felt like.

They went to a nice little pizza place. Mickenzie ordered a Diet Pepsi... while Mort (though he regretted it later) drank several Mountain Dews. The bright yellow soda calmed his nerves and made his quirkiness more apparent.

"So, Mort, what kind of stories do you usually write?" Mickenzie said, between bites of her Pepperoni and onion pizza (was she trying to tell him something?)

"Well... usually." Mort said swallowing his own plain cheese pizza "I write suspense or thrillers or mystery... those sorts of stories."

"Well, I'd love to read one. If they're half as good as your letter, I bet you'll be famous someday!" Mickenzie exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious.

"I'll get you one. Or maybe I'll write you your own story... if you like them so much..."

"I'd like that very much."

To onlookers, the couple looked cute. They looked like the younger sister of a head cheerleader out on a date with a dorky kid... who probably watched old Bela Lugusi movies on a Saturday night...

To onlookers, they looked normal.

Mort didn't know what to do after dinner. Does he take her to a movie? Or take her home? Do they go for a walk in the park? He was so inexperienced... but he had to show initiative. Confidence! He wasn't Morton Rainey: shy new kid from Kentucky! He was Mort Rainey: big city mystery writer... out on a real date with the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen...

He gently grasped Mickenzie's hand as they walked out of the restaurant. She smiled shyly. Her hand is soft. The voice inside of Mort yelled.

"Your hands feel nice. Like a baby..." Mort said, hoping to silence the voice.

Mickenzie giggled and the voice yelled, you IDIOT! "Like a baby"? Are you saying that her gentle hands feel like a baby's? How many hands have you held?!?!?!!?!?!?!!?!?! You're hopeless!

"I AM NOT!" Mort yelled at the voice, startling Mickenzie. She stopped walking and stared at her date.

"Aren't what?" she asked, a worried look on her face. Was this guy a clown? Or a loon?

"I'm not ready to go home yet. There was a sign. It said 'if you were here... you'd be home.' I mean it said, ' if you LIVED here, you'd be home... nice night isn't it?"

Mickenzie laughed again. She didn't know what it was, but Mort made her laugh. He was funny and she still wasn't sure if he meant to be.

Soon the young couple found themselves at Mickenzie's door. The night had whizzed by. Mickenzie leaned in and gave Mort a gentle kiss on his smooth cheek.

"I had a really nice time tonight Mort, thank you."

"I did too, Mickenzie." Shy Mort leaned in. he gently put his mouth to hers and kissed her soft lips.

His first kiss was with an angel.

He pulled back and smiled.

"We will have to do this again, next week."

"We will. I will see you tomorrow. In the hallway.... Till then."

Mickenzie blew Mort a kiss as he walked towards the sidewalk. She was falling hard for Mort Rainey... she just hoped that her heart would not be broken.

Alright, this chapter, was a bit longer... and I think I'll be updating our rating.... That kiss was a little steamy... lol. Oh and her pizza choice?!?! And he still kissed her... poor Mort; I bet he'll need some Doritos after that one. Notice it didn't mention how sweet she tasted, b/c she tasted like Pepperoni and Onion... silly girl.

Alright, but that might be the update for a while... seeing as school is beginning... and I won't have much free time, but if I remember I'll write during class (what else can I do?!?!)

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