A/N: I'm so sad...want to know why?

I don't have readers anymore! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY READERS? You know I'm sad.

Maybe I'm a bad author?

Maybe I should quite writing stories...not finish them...and delete them.

It's obvious no one wants to read them. I should just quite thinking of the other stories I had in mind. So this maybe the last update I might do. Because well...no one likes my stories. Ok well hope you might enjoy?

Kindness: What?

Hopeless: Will you go on a date with me? If you want...

Kindness: No...uh...sure.

Hopeless: Really?

Kindness: Yea sure. It would be nice to finally meet you.

Hopeless: Yea it would

Kindness: So...

Hopeless: 2morrow?

Kindness: Yes.

Hopeless: At noon. At Vines

Kindness: Ok.

Hopeless: Looks like I'll have to change my name again.

Kindness: Looks like. See you tomorrow!

Hopeless: Bye

Mia's POV

I was on my way at vines. Until Trent came along and sang:

Baby you know it's not to late,

to get your dream date

Mia I'm right here in front of you

so stupidwoman think

would you rather be with

or would you rather be with a creep

I-

"Trent, you are a creep!" I said fast walking. He caught up with me. About to play another song. I broke one of his chords. "Hey! I HAD TO PAY 25.50 TO GET THAT FIXED!" I ran.

There I spotted Vines. An outdoor resturant. I went in. I made my way through the tables looking for table 24. He told me online it was table 24 he reserved.

21-22-23-

I bumped into a guy I felt my body fall backward to the floor. The guy helped me stand up, "I'm so sorry. I was looking for my date, I didn't see you."

"That's fine. I'm looking for my date too."

"Wait a mintute...your kindness girl?"

"AND YOUR HOPELESS GUY!" I said that out loud and laughing."

"Oh hi!" We said at the same time and hugging. The people starred at us. But we didn't seem to care.

"Sit here." He pulled up a chair at our table. I sat down.

"You look really really beautiful."

"Thanks." She blushed.

"I never herd that before. Well except for this one time but that was really sweet."

"Aw no problem just being honest."

"So we meet."

"Yes I finally meet Mr. Hopeless."

He laughed.

"What is your real name by the way?" I took a sip of my water.

"My real name is Michael Moscovitz."

Mia spitted out her water, "You...HAVE-GOT-TO-BE KIDDING ME?"

"What are you talking about?"

"YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME?"

"W-"

"I'M MIA THERMOPOLIS"

"No-way?" He looked at me from head to toe.

"What the hell? This is the worst website date matching service ever! This isn't garentee. Do you see me garenteed? Perfect match garenteed? It's bull-shit garenteed that's what!"
"Ma'am we're going to have to ask you to leave."

"I'll tell you what. I go though hell finding dates AND THEN WHY DON'T YOU TOSS IN YOUR OLD EX-BOYFRIEND WHY DON'T CHA?"

"Security!" The waiter called out.

I know short. But I have to go. I promised you this. What do you think? Second half up next.