Typos: In the last chapter I accidentally wrote 'live long, fangs' instead of live long fans. What kind of a mistake is that? Well I guess my head was in the clouds or something… anyways, here's chapter two and I hope you guys like it!

Chapter Two- The Lunch Date

Dustin sat in class, his eyes fixed on the clock instead of on the teacher who was talking about the history of the Romans. Five minutes until lunch! He recalled the conversation he had had with Chase during break. He pulled out the piece of paper where had taken notes on how to talk to girls and briefly skimmed it so he was prepared for his lunch date with Katie.

1. Girls usually like boys who are sweet. Insist of buying her lunch or pull her chair out for her before taking a seat yourself

2. If you do the two things above and she is not responding in any way that most likely means that she is the type of girl who goes for bad boys. Try to act tough and kind of mean, but not really

3. Compliment her by saying-

"I hope you're all writing this down," the teacher was saying, his eyes directly on Dustin as he tapped his ruler against his test. "This will surely be on the test next Wednesday."

Dustin gulped and leafed through his notebook to find a blank page. He quickly scribbled out something about the Romans before turning his eyes back to what was really important.

3. Compliment her by saying her clothes look nice or her hair smells good. Girls like that sort of thing. When you notice little things about them, they like it (unless of course, that little thing is a bad thing)

He lifted his eyes to the clock and let out a little gasp. It was 11:59. In one minute he would meet… Katie Anderson! He was nervous and excited- so nervous and excited, in fact, that he knocked all of his things off his desk by accident. He quickly bent down to pick them all up. The teacher sighed exasperatedly.

"Dustin," he said, rubbing his forehead. "I don't know what's wrong with you today, but you're going to have to stop this nonsense. It's almost lunch and I-"

The bell rang and Dustin was the first to cram his things into his bag and run out the door without a backwards glance. He quickly stopped in the bathroom to check his hair before rushing off to the cafeteria to find Katie.

"Dustin!"

He turned to see her waving at him in line for some food. She beckoned him over and some kids grumbled as he budged in front of them. He grinned at her and she grinned back.

"Good to see you're here," she said, beaming. "What do you want to eat?"

"Huh?" It took Dustin a minute to realize what she was talking about. "I think I'll have… a hot dog. What do you want? I'll pay." He remembered Chase's tips.

Katie frowned but then forced a grin. "Uh… that's ok. Besides, I'm paying, remember? It's my treat because you were so nice to me today in English." She moved forward in line and Dustin followed. "You're the first friend I've made so far. Isn't that odd?"

"Sure, odd," Dustin mumbled. After Katie paid for his hot dog and her slice of pepperoni pizza they looked around to see where they should sit. She spotted a table with two seats left and grabbed Dustin's arm. He quickly pulled away, his face beet red.

"Uh… pull chair out for… you…" Dustin said so quietly that nobody heard him. Katie frowned and pulled her own chair out and sat down. Dustin sat across from her, dropping his tray on the table and grumbling to himself.

There goes tip number one. Now what am I supposed to do? He remembered tip number two and frowned a little bit as he took a bite of his hot dog. But what if she doesn't like bad boys? But then again… Chase said if she doesn't like a gentleman… but I didn't get a chance to be one! What am I supposed to do?

"Dustin, what are you thinking about?" Katie asked curiously.

"Oh nothing," Dustin was about to say. Instead he, remembering the bad boy trick, said, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Huh?" Katie looked confused. "Well… um… okay then." She continued to eat her pizza, staring at the table instead of looking at Dustin who was silently beating himself up on the inside.

I should have known. Katie's not the type to like bad boys! Why did I say that? Now she probably hates me. What do I do? Okay, Dustin, breathe and just finish your hot dog… that's normal.

Dustin grabbed a bottle of ketchup and tried to squirt some on his hot dog. None came out so he started to hit the back of it. He lifted it up so it was pointed directly at Katie and squeezed it so hard that-

"Oh… no," Dustin said, his eyes large.

Katie smiled a little, but she kept her eyes on her ketchup smeared shirt. "Um… thanks, Dustin, but I think I'd rather have the ketchup on my food…" She slowly reached for a napkin.

"I'll get it," Dustin said quickly, standing up and grabbing some napkins. He thrust his hand out so fast that he hit the bottle of maple syrup over and- curse the person who left it open- it spilled all over Katie's reaching hand.

Dustin dropped the napkins into the puddle of syrup and quickly started to apologize. "I'm sorry…. I didn't mean for this to… um… did I tell you your hair smells good?"

Katie just stared at him, grinning a little, her cheeks a faint shade of pink. "No… you didn't, but thanks." She reached for some napkins. "I'll get them this time."

Dustin shuffled his feet on the ground. "Um… I just realized I have to go. Uh… okay then, I'll see you later and I'm sorry and…" He started to back away once he started talking and now he just toppled right over his chair and landed on his back on the floor.

"Dustin!" Katie cried, abandoning her sticky hand and ketchup covered shirt. "Are you alright?"

"FINE!" Dustin yelled, scrambling to his feet. Everyone in the cafeteria was staring at him now. "Just fine. ABSOLUTELY, PERFECTLY-" He slipped on a spot of maple syrup that had leaked on to the ground and he fell with a heavy thud on the ground.

Katie's eyes grew large. Chase and Zoey came hurrying over and, grabbing his arms and legs, they hauled him off to get cleaned up. Katie watched them take him away and she sat down and sighed heavily.

Boys are so weird. But… she smiled. He's so cute too.