1(Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of school of rock, etc.)

Ironically the next day at school, everyone was talking about the Spring Fling dance. Lawrence had did his bow tie extra tight, he made sure his mother had ironed his shirt a good three times, and he had shined his shoes all so he could look extra neat and handsome when Eleni would give him her answer about the dance. He thought this would help with his confidence, but he found himself fumbling with his bow tie every five seconds.

Class went by with the usual. Freddy would say something smart ass about Alicia out loud in the class, and Alicia would retort something even more smart ass. Mrs. Crosley would try to get them to focus their attention back on the material by threatening to give out detentions. Zack would get called on to answer a question, but he never knew the answer because he was too busy scribbling down a new song. It always got confiscated but returned to him by the end of the day. Billy, Michelle, and Eleni would always get in trouble for talking, and Tomika was always sneaking bites of a sandwich whenever the teacher turned her back.

Lawrence noticed one little thing different today though. He noticed that Eleni was glancing over at him more than usual. He managed once, just once, to not be a spaz, and shot a dopey smile her way.

When class was over, he expected her to come tell him her answer, but she left with Michelle and Billy. In music class, she didn't approach him, nor did she in math, science, or Latin. When lunch rolled around, he sat with the boys again, to hear any new news on who was going with who. He wanted to know if anyone had heard that he had asked Eleni.

"My mom's chaperoning the dance," said Marco. "Talk about embarrassment."

"Embarrassment? My dad has already called Tomika's dad and set up a dinner meet and greet. It's tonight," said Zack, wincing at the thought of sitting through a dinner with their parents bragging about them and their talents.

"Dude, do you even like Tomika?" asked Freddy.

Zack shrugged coolly, "I dunno, man, let's just say I'd eat a turkey sub with her any day."

Lawrence sat there quietly, sipping some of his apple juice. Why did he always feel so out of place with them. These were his classmates, his band mates, his friends. Should he pipe up and announce that he and Eleni just might become a item?

"Freddy, you're such a pimp," said Leonard. "I see you talking to a new girl everyday."

Freddy leaned back in his chair smugly. "You know how it is."

Lawrence envied Freddy. He could talk to any girl he wanted, and many girls liked him. He didn't need assigned groupies. He had them all on his own, and whenever School of Rock had shows, they would show up and cheer him on. But Lawrence knew that Freddy had a problem controlling himself. He was an asshole most of the time. Freddy often talked to him, but it was usually about music or trying to get him to be less shy.

"Isn't there one girl you wanna go to the dance with?" asked Marco, but Freddy didn't hear him. He was too busy awaiting his chance to torment Alicia as she walked by.

"Hey Alicia--"

"Shut up, Freddy," she didn't even bother to look at him.

"How're the cramps?"

"Shut up, Freddy."

Freddy laughed wildly, "Midol, anyone?"

Alicia sat down her tray on the end of the table, walked over to the boy's table, and smacked him in the back of the head as hard as she could. Everyone burst into laughter.

Freddy rubbed the back of his head. "Ow! What was that for?"

"That's what happens to assholes when they don't shut up when I tell them to," she snapped, sauntering back over to her table.

Tomika and Katie couldn't stop cracking up. Alicia sat down and starting eating her sushi as if nothing had even happened.

In the middle of lunch, she got up and went to the bathroom down the hall. She was just finishing up in the stall when she heard Michelle and Eleni come in, talking loudly and laughing.

"He's such a dork. It's pathetic the way he gawks at you," Alicia heard Michelle say.

"I know. I wouldn't even care about him if he wasn't in the band. Freddy and Zack, maybe, but definitely not Lawrence," Eleni laughed. "What was he thinking?"

"Maybe you should go with him just to be nice."

"Yeah right! I'd never live it down. I'm just going to say 'I'm sorry, but you're a dork'."

Alicia felt her blood boil. She hated them. Ever since they had reached seventh grade and had started developing boobs, they had become popular witches. She stayed silent, picturing the two annoying girls standing at the mirror, fixing their hair and applying more lip gloss. Part of her wanted to burst out of the stall and tell them off, but part of her wanted to go and tell Lawrence.

The girls left the bathroom and Alicia waited until she heard the door close before she came out. She washed her hands quickly and left out, hoping to get to Lawrence before Eleni did.

Part of why she wanted to warn him was because she felt like she had been too harsh on him the day before. She had told him that Eleni would decline on his date offer because she'd never go with someone like him. She felt guilty that it was actually going to happen.

Alicia stormed into the lunch room, watching Eleni and Michelle walk up to the guys' table, tapping Lawrence on the shoulder. She watched Lawrence turn around and get that goofy smile on his face. Alicia wanted to yank all of that blond hair out of her head.

She went over and sat down at her table, trying to listen to every word that was spoken to Lawrence.

"Lawrence, hey," Eleni said sweetly, hands in her uniform pocket.

"Hi," he said nervously.

A couple of the boys snickered.

"Listen, um, I can't go to the dance with you."

"Oh, ok. Why?" Lawrence asked timidly.

She didn't know what brought this on, but Alicia had gotten out of her seat. She heard Tomika ask her where she was going, but she ignored her.

Eleni giggled with Michelle. "I'm sorry, but you're a do--"

"Pick me up at seven, Lawrence?" Alicia broke in, pushing Eleni out of the way.

What made her do it? Was she actually standing here protecting Lawrence's heart? It's just not what she did.

"Excuse me?" said a puzzled Lawrence.

Both the girls and boys tables went silent. Everyone looked confused, and Alicia found herself a little confused as well.

"I said, pick me up at seven the night of the dance," she repeated.

"He didn't ask you," Eleni crossed her arms. "He asked me."

"And you just turned him down so why do you care?"

"Because no one, and I mean, no one wants to go to the dance with the Brace Face witch," Eleni snapped, staring down at Alicia.

Now Alicia could've done one of three things. One, she could've just hit her. Two, she could've embarrassed her in front of the entire lunch room. Or three, she could just say a little something to make her go away. As she always reminded herself, Eleni and Michelle weren't worth it.

"Don't flatter yourself, Honey. You were only a rebound choice. You see, my man, Larry here, asked me, but I told him I didn't know if I was going. So he went and asked you thinking I couldn't. But I guess it's all settled now. So scoot along and go apply more lip gloss."

She was amazed at how good of a liar she was. That whole thing had come off the top of her head.

"Whatever. Hope you two have an extremely bad time," Eleni rolled her eyes and walked away.

Lawrence looked as if he didn't understand what had just happened. Alicia looked at him suggestively. "So, seven o'clock next Saturday, Lawrence?"

It took him awhile to say anything. "Yes, sure."

"Are you crazy?" Freddy shouted like an idiot. "You can't go with... her!"

"I'm not wasting my time on smacking you again," Alicia snapped, retreating back to her table.

Both Tomika and Katie's jaws were dropped.

"And what the hell was that about?" Tomika asked incredulously.

"What are you talking about?"

Katie had taken off her earphones completely. "You barely look at Lawrence, and all of a sudden he's taking you to the Spring Fling Dance?"

Alicia looked down the long table, shooting a cold glare at Eleni, who was shooting one back. "She was gonna dog him. I felt bad."

"But--"

"Look!" Alicia exploded on them, "I don't want to talk about it! Just leave me alone right now."

She stormed off, leaving her tray and smacking Freddy in the head one more time for fun.

For the last part of the day, Lawrence had spent it figuring out exactly how Alicia had ended up as his date to the Spring Fling. All he understood about the whole thing was Eleni telling him that she couldn't go to the dance with him, and right when she was about to say why, Alicia had cut in, claiming that he had asked her first. He figured that she must've been protecting him from whatever she was about to say.

But Eleni would never say something hurtful to him, right? Lawrence wondered if Alicia knew something he didn't.

The rest of the lunch period, all of the boys had questioned him on Alicia's actions. They kept asking him questions but never bothered to let him answer. He couldn't answer them anyway.

Alicia was pretty. That he could admit. But it was the way she was so... so... angry and aggressive. Yeah, those were the correct words. She was everything he wasn't, and she scared him. He tried to imagine a night with her, dancing with her and getting her punch. That's when it hit him. He couldn't dance.

Alicia was a backup singer, which meant that she knew how. They only really did small, little moves that satisfied Dewey, but he was sure Alicia could do more than that. How was he going to keep up with her?

After school, his mother had picked him up along with his little sister. Lawrence told her how he was taking Alicia to the dance and was happy to see that she smiled.

"She is a good singer," she said. "Why isn't School Of Rock performing at the dance?"

"Dewey says that playing at school dances and sweet sixteens are for pop artists posing as rock stars," Lawrence replied in a rehearsed tone, gazing out the window.

The rest of the ride home, they chatted about going to buy him a new suit for the dance after he finished his homework.

"Dewey, I need to talk to you," Alicia banged on her band leader's apartment. "Open up!"

When her mom had picked her up from school, she had told her to drop her off there. She needed to vent, and since she had snapped at Tomika, she knew Dewey would be the only one to listen.

Momentarily, Dewey opened up the door, hair falling into his eyes and stomach overlapping his boxer shorts. He had probably just woke up.

He scratched his scruffy chin lazily and cleared his throat. "Dude, Alicia, what're you doing here? We don't have practice today."

Alicia pushed past him, entering into the apartment. "You! I hope you know this is all your fault."

Dewey shot her a confused look and settled of the couch. "Huh?"

"You and that whole damn speech on being nice to my fellow bandmates. Just to let you know, I committed social suicide today. Not that I even had a social life," she crossed her arms and stared angrily at him.

"What happened?"

Just then, Ned walked into the living room looking pleasant. He was the complete opposite of Dewey.

"Oh, hey, Alicia. What brings you here?" he asked politely.

"This stupid ass right here," Alicia pointed to Dewey, who was now picking the dirt from his finger nails.

"Ok, ok, no need for names. Just tell me what happened."

"I'm going to the Spring Fling with Lawrence. He wanted to go with Eleni, but I heard her dissing him in the bathroom, and he doesn't know that. I saved him from complete embarrassment by embarrassing myself," she briefly explained.

Ned and Dewey exchanged confused looks. "What's wrong with Mr. Cool? He deserves to have a date more than anyone."

"That's the point. Mr. Cool isn't at school. He's a geek. Nobody was exactly lining up to go with me either, but now he might think I like him or something."

Dewey scratched his head and shrugged. "Still not understanding."

"Gosh, Dewey, you should really stick to music," Ned chuckled. "Alicia, just kindly explain to him that you're going with him as a friend and nothing more."

"But what if he wants to know about Eleni?"

"Do what you think is right."

Alicia collapsed in a chair, in a defeated manner. "I didn't even want to go to this stupid dance. Why me?"

"Of course you wanted to go," said Ned. "Certainly there's a special someone you wanted to ask you."

She shot him a serious look. "Don't even go there, Mr. Schneebly. You're trying to bond with the wrong girl today."

Dewey jumped up suddenly, grabbing Ned's arm. "Dude, did I tell you that Alicia totally passed into womanhood yesterday? She started her period!"

"Dewey!"

Ned turned red, getting up from the couch after shaking himself from his grip. "Um... no, you did not."

"I didn't forget about that margarita I promised you, babe. Ned, while you're in the kitchen, makes us a couple of margaritas," Dewey ordered him.

"I could certainly use one," said Alicia smoothly, leaning back in the comfortable arm chair.

Ned shot Dewey a stern look. "Dewey, no. Alicia, don't start drinking or you'll end up like him."

Alicia laughed as Dewey threw a pillow and hit him in the head.

When Alicia left Dewey's apartment, she felt a lot better. Ned had made her some lemonade as the alternative of the womanhood margarita, and she decided to practice with Dewey on her high notes. She had forgotten all about her predicament. Her mother came to get her, and when she got home, she called to apologize to Tomika about blowing up on her.

She told Tomika about what had actually happened with Eleni and Lawrence. Tomika was shocked and felt that it was right to talk to Lawrence about it or else he would think she had just interfered to spite him. Alicia agreed and said that she would talk to him first thing the next morning.

The following day Alicia leaned up against her locker, waiting for signs of Lawrence. She was going to talk to him and confess everything, including not really wanting to go to the dance with him. She couldn't get soft now, could she?

She glanced around the hallway not really paying attention anymore. Summer had some guy named Justin, or maybe it was Jake, carrying her books while she talked on her cellphone. It was amazing that she got past the teachers on that thing. She figured the guy carrying her books was her new boyfriend or perhaps just taking her to the dance. She saw Tomika and Zack coming down the hall... holding hands. Looked like Tomika had left out that part in their phone conversation the night before, but then again, she had said something about their parents having dinner together.

Tomika walked past her and shot a wide, excited smile at her. Zack nodded at her, and then nodded at Freddy across the hall. Freddy was leaning up against his locker with Marco and Marta, who were... kissing? When had that happened?

Alicia wanted to gag. She especially wanted to gag when some short, blond girl walked past and said 'hey Freddie'. Freddie nodded at the girl and smirked.

Freddy annoyed her. He was so full of himself, and he always teased her about something. She had given that boy more slaps than she had wanted to. It didn't help that she saw him first thing in the morning because his locker was right across from hers.

He spotted her and nodded to Marta and Marco to see them later. Alicia turned back to her locker, pretending to look in it. She did not want to deal with him today making fun of her and Lawrence.

She heard those annoying drum sticks of his banging on the locker next to hers loudly. She didn't look up, and he banged on her open locker door. Then he drummed on her head.

"Freddy!" she said smacking him in the ear.

"Ow! You have got to stop with the violence," he rubbed his ear, swearing under his breath.

"What could you possibly want? I'm sure you've run out of the period jokes," she closed her locker and cross her arms.

"Alicia, babe, you and Lawrence?" he snickered.

Alicia scowled at him wanting to grab one of those drumsticks out of his hand and whack him with it. "As if it's any of your business."

"So he's your new boyfriend? Hey, everyone, Alicia's got a boyfriend!" he roared to the kids in the hallway. A handful of them laughed.

She felt her anger rise within her. She looked away from him and through clenched teeth said, "he's not my boyfriend so shut up."

"You expect me to believe that? No really, what--"

"Lawrence!" shouted Alicia, spotting him.

She was so happy that at that moment Lawrence had been walking down to his locker. She ran over to him, leaving Freddy to do whatever he would do. Lawrence seemed alarmed that she was approaching him, and he tensed up.

Alicia had been running towards him. Lawrence didn't know what to make of this. She wasn't smiling, but she didn't look upset. Maybe she was going to tell him that she couldn't go to the dance after all. If she did, he'd be in trouble. He had already bought his new suit, and his parents had expected him to be going with her. He knew that if he didn't have a date, his parents probably wouldn't let him go at all.

"Lawrence," Alicia panted in front of him. "I need to talk to you right now."

"But class will be starting in seven minutes," he told her.

"That's how long it'll take if not quicker. Come on."

The kids seemed to be going into their respectable classrooms as she led him to the area under the stairs that was around the corner from their lockers. Lawrence got nervous fast. Would she try to kiss him or something? The palms of his hands were all sweaty, and he was aware of every hair on top of his head.

Before he could stop himself, he cried, "Please don't kiss me!"

Alicia backed up and blinked twice. "Boy, you done lost your mind. I do not want to kiss you. That's just... wrong... on so many levels."

Lawrence relaxed and let out a big breath he wasn't aware that he was holding. "Oh, God, thank you. Then what do you want to talk about?"

Alicia glanced around to see if anyone was listening. "I want to tell you why I did what I did yesterday and promise you won't cry on me or anything."

"I promise," said Lawrence. He was really hoping he wouldn't be late to class.

Alicia took a deep breath. "Yesterday, I heard Eleni and her clone in the bathroom. They were making fun of you, laughing at how you asked her to the dance. She said that you were a dork and that she would never go with you. She's only nice to you 'cause you're in the band."

Lawrence felt his heart drop. Everything he thought about her came to his mind, and it felt like it was about to explode and seep out through his ears. He wanted to cry, to scream, to run away from Alicia and hide forever.

He believed her because she looked more sincere than he had ever saw her, and he knew that she wouldn't have stood up for him for the hell of it. Plus, it made sense. The giggling, the sudden glances his way, the way they all seemed to be laughing at him as if something was funny. Now he was angry, angrier than he had ever been.

"You're not going to cry on me, are you?" Alicia asked him, making a face.

"No."

"Are you mad at me? 'Cause I was just trying to save you from embarrassment. That's all."

"I'm not mad at you," he said quietly, looking down at the ground.

"And you know I don't like you like that, right?"

"Yes! God, I understand," Lawrence was now fuming. As if anyone would bother to like him.

"Hey, don't get smart with me. I just wanted you to know alright," Alicia snapped.

The bell rang, and Lawrence didn't even care if he was late to class. He wish he could delay seeing the girl he liked but now wanted to disappear off the face of the earth.

"Thank you for telling me this," he said to her. "We better get to class."

The two walked down the empty hall to their first class in silence. Lawrence felt his ears pounding and heat rising from his neck. He had never been so angry in his life. As soon as he and Alicia entered the class together, all eyes were on them. Mrs. Crosley sat down her chalk.

"Alicia, I just might have to give you detention for-- Lawrence?" Mrs. Crosley noticed him. "You're late as well?"

"He must've started his period today," smirked Freddy, causing all the boys to laugh quietly.

"I had to use the bathroom," Lawrence mumbled, ignoring the boys snickering.

"And Alicia?"

"Me too, but I'm sure you'll still give me a detention, huh?" Alicia sassed the teacher.

Mrs. Crosley looked away from Alicia and turned back to the chalkboard. "Please take your seats and start copying these notes."

For the rest of the class time, Lawrence glared over at Eleni. When she would look over at him and see this, she would frown and turn her attention back to the board. It was the same for the rest of the day.

During lunch he didn't sit with the boys. He sat by himself partly because he didn't feel like listening to Freddy, Zack, and the guys torture him about coming in late with Alicia and partly because he didn't want to be anywhere near Eleni.

He was just about to take up his tray when Alicia sat down in front of him with Tomika.

"The way we see it, Larry, is you've got three choices," Tomika said.

"One, we don't go to the dance knowing that we both want to go to the dance," said Alicia, counting off her fingers, "two, we go to the dance and have a horrible time, or three, we go to the dance and show all these assholes who Mr. Cool is."

"Don't call me that name," Lawrence shook his head angrily. "I'm not cool. I'll never be cool. Two years in the band and everyone still thinks I'm a loser."

Alicia crossed her arms with attitude. "Let me ask you something, Larry. Do you think I'm a witch?"

Lawrence wanted to be careful how he answered this. He had seen her smack Freddy a few times and didn't want her starting on him.

"Well, you can be a bit..."

"Bitchy," Tomika finished for him.

"See, everybody has opinions about everybody. Nobody in the band likes me, let alone would want to go to the dance with me," said Alicia.

"Weelll... " Tomika started off, smiling, but Alicia shot her a look to tell her not to go there.

"So what are we going to do about this?" she asked Lawrence.

Lawrence sighed and looked over at Eleni, Michelle, and Billy, who were all looking at him. The entire boys table was too, including Freddy, who was scowling at him. He knew what he wanted to do, and he was going to prove to all of these people that he wasn't some loser.

"We are going to that dance, and we're going to have fun, lots of fun, tons of fun, hours of fu--"

"Ok, I get it. Calm down," Alicia laughed, catching the light with her braces.

That night at practice, the atmosphere was very strange. Zack was playing his guitar extra intense as if trying to show off. Tomika was doing the same, singing louder and more passionate than usual. Marco had shown up to practice to ''run over the equipment count'' for the recording session next week, but he was really there for Marta. Marta's dancing seemed to approve over night. It looked like she was trying to seduce him with her glances.

Freddy was drumming the crap out of his drum set. He almost busted a drum head, and he ignored Dewey every time he told him to relax. The groupies were still being themselves, but Eleni was chanting Lawrence's name more usual. Lawrence kept screwing up the music. He seemed angry and unfocused, which Alicia understood.

She and Katie were the only ones acting normal, except she made more of an attempt to glare at Eleni and Michelle than ever.

Dewey seemed to notice that something was different too. He kept stopping the band, telling people what they were doing wrong. Then he'd stop them again when they didn't follow his orders. Alicia was getting tired of hearing 'Freddy, relax, dude. The drum did nothing to you', 'Marta, please, you and Marco can make out after practice', 'Marco, stop blowing kisses at Marta. You're messing with her concentration', 'Zack, Tomika, you guys are overdoing it', but for once, he was laying off of her.

After awhile, Dewey finally got everyone calmed down, and they began to play normal. They were in the middle of a song when Alicia heard Eleni yell 'Lawrence, you rock!'. Lawrence then purposely jammed down on his keyboard angrily, screwing up everything. The band stopped playing and spun around to look at Lawrence.

"Will you shut up!" Lawrence shouted at her. "You're driving me crazy!"

"Woah, woah, Larry, dude," said Dewey, "What's wrong?"

"Tell them to leave, Dewey," Lawrence pointed at her and Michelle. "They're nothing but a distraction."

"Fine, I just won't shout your name!" Eleni shouted back. "You're nothing but some dumb keyboardist."

Lawrence scoffed, "Well at least I have a talent. What can you do? Shout people's name's, flirt with every guy in the band, make pathetic attempts to get in our band pictures. You're nothing but a... a... stupid ass!"

Everyone's mouth's dropped open and looked at Alicia, who smirked with pride. They had never heard Lawrence swear before, and everyone knew that 'stupid ass' was what Alicia usually said.

"Oook," Dewey said cautiously. "I think practice is over."

Lawrence grabbed his coat and was the first one out the door. Alicia ran after him.

"Lawrence! Lawrence, don't ignore me!" she yelled after him.

He stopped and spun around wildly. "You have to teach me how to dance! I'm going to show them, all of them!"

"Well, you sure just showed Eleni," Alicia laughed. "Stupid ass, eh?"

"I didn't mean to say that," Lawrence chuckled, calming down a little.

A few people passed them on the way out. Tomika and Zack left together, and Tomika said that she would call her later. Marco and Marta were next, then Michelle and Eleni. Eleni stuck her nose up in the air when she walked past them. Katie stopped to see if Lawrence was ok and gave him a hug before she left out. Freddy was last to leave.

"Nice way to ruin practice, Larry," said Freddy acidly.

"He didn't do anything, Freddy," Alicia stood up for him.

"He made Eleni cry. Just because she wouldn't go to a stupid dance with him."

"Then go chase after her. She's right up your alley. Stupid and most likely easy," she sneered.

"You don't know anything about what's up my alley, babe," Freddy got in her face, scowling.

"If you don't get out of my face..."

"That's right, Alicia, be a witch about everything 'cause that's all you can do," he said lastly, walking away.

When he disappeared down the stairwell, Alicia let out a frustrated growl. "I can't stand him."

She and Lawrence sat down on the steps to talk and wait for their parents to come and pick them up. They didn't bother to interrupt Dewey, who was probably already passed out on his mattress or downing a box of Ned's glazed donuts in front of the television.

"I didn't want to make her cry," mumbled Lawrence, staring at his shoe strings. "It just... hurts."

"Yeah," Alicia nodded. "I'm sure it does."

"I mean, I like her. I really like her. All I ever wanted was for her to notice me as more than a member of the band. Have you ever felt like that?"

"More than I'll ever admit."

"Really?" said Lawrence hopefully. "How did you deal with it?"

Alicia was quiet for a moment. If she wasn't kidding herself, she felt tears welding up in her eyes. "I didn't deal with it. I ignored it, I buried it under all of this stuff, and now, I wish I hadn't done it. It only leaves you lonely, bitter, and even more hurt."

Lawrence must've noticed the one tear that had slid down her face. When she put her hand up to wipe it away, he stopped her.

"You are not alone. You have friends, people who talk to you, and you have an amazing voice. The band would be nothing without you. You're very pretty, braces or not, and you're strong. I was afraid of you," he comforted her. "You're the only girl who can stand up to Freddy."

Alicia felt warm tears sliding down her face now. She knew Lawrence was trying to cheer her up, but she didn't want to sit there, crying in the arms of some random person. She didn't cry in front of people, not even her parents. She knew he had his own problems, and it wasn't fair to put hers on top of that. She wiped at her tears fiercely and stood up.

"My mom's probably here so I'd better get going," she said.

"Yeah, me too," Lawrence had stood up as well.

"I'll show you how to dance sometime. We'll give 'em a show."

She started to descend the stairs slowly, a million thoughts rushing through her head.

"Alicia," Lawrence called out to her.

She turned around, and he smiled at her timidly. "Thanks."

(AN: 3 more chapters to go. Sorry if this was kind of... off. In this story, Alicia wears contacts, and her hair is still braided, although in a different style. Lawrence still looks the same, still tall. You might also notice that more of Alicia's POV is written than Lawrence's in this story. That's because a lot's going on with her that you as the reader probably don't recognize yet. Lawrence gives away more how he feels and is starting to feel, whereas Alicia is just angry and distant 'for no reason' but trust me, there's a reason for everything. Pay attention closely. Review please! Positive, and if not positive, then helpful. Again, thanks for reading and thanks to all those who left reviews and made me smile for an entire week :-D)