AN: OH MY GOD remoob1513 I DID totally skip over Valentine's Day didn't I. crap crap crap. I totally didn't know that. My mnd works in weird ways, and sometimes I don't even know what's going on. Espically when I'm writing. My head's in controll and I can just keep up. But shit, I can't believe I skipped Valentine's day! I won't skip next Valentine's day, I won't.

Okay, this chapter is dedicated to saraandgreg4ever who's review, I swear, made the rest of my week, probably my month, and quite possiably the rest of my year. I LOVE you. And you as well have inspired me to write something cool and quite possiably weird. Keep that in mind. I have to finish this story first, and A Growing Family, whichI'm still haveing serious writer's block on. But I will write something for you and something for CSIrookiechick too. I promise.

Oh and last but not least, despite the fact that I didn't get 5 people to ask me, I'm gonna tell you anyway. Greg said (according to the Norwegian translator anyway) to his cousin "Sex before marriage is evil"

Alright, absoultly last, or a P.S or whatever. I have broken 100 reviews:D OH MY GOD, so cool. SO VERY VERY COOL! I have decided to bake you all fudge and cookies and cake...But I have no way to send it to all you wounderful people. So I'll eat it all myself. Mwahahahaha. You can all enjoy cyber cookies and fudge and cake whaile you read this story. Just use your imagination.

After the fireworks were done, Fredy walked back to his tent to check on Warrick and Catherine. He unzipped the flap slowly.

Catherine was still asleep. Warrick was too. He had obviously been reading when he fell asleep. The book he had was still open. He was slumped against the side of the tent. As Fredy watched, Warrick slid down the side of the tent. Fredy was afraid he was going to land on Catherine. He came close. His head landed about 3 inches from Catherine's head.

Fredy grinned and pulled his head out of the tent. He zipped it back up again and walked in the direction of the barn, where most the other kids would be sleeping anyway.

Catherine cracked her eyes open when she woke up. It was early morning and the sunlight was poking through the tent's little screen window. But Catherine didn't notice that. The first thing she saw when her eyes opened was Warrick's head. She immediately shut her eyes, her brain racing.

She tried desperately to remember everything that had happened yesterday. She remembered the concert, the song. And she remembered crying, and Warrick holding her. After that she didn't know. She cracked her eyes open again.

Warrick was sleeping, but his glasses were still on, well mostly on anyway. He was knees were bent, and he had a book in his hands. Catherine sat up and laughed softly. She laughed at her own crazy mind, and at Warrick's comical position, slumped over, still clutching his book, his glasses askew.

Catherine gathered that she was in a tent. She came to the conclusion that she probably fell asleep and Warrick carried her into the tent top sleep. He really was sweet.

Catherine bent over Warrick and eased the book gently out of his hands and took his glasses off. She left them a few feet away so he would find them when he woke up. Then Catherine unzipped the flap and went out of the tent, intending to search for Fredy and Cassy. Well maybe not Cassy. Cassy was still probably pissed at her.

But Catherine didn't have to go seeking her friends out. They were waiting outside the tent for her. Cassy and Fredy both. Catherine heart dropped and she smiled sheepishly.

"Hi," she said for lack of anything else. She was looking at her feet, so she didn't see Fredy elbow Cassy. She did hear Cassy sigh and say, "Want some breakfast. We're all going out to the diner."

Catherine didn't know who she meant by "all" because as far she knew it was just her and Fredy and Cassy in their tight knit friendship. But they were at Greg Sanders' house after all, so he was probably included in it. As well as the semi-famous Nerd Squad.

"Okay," Catherine said, still looking at her feet.

"Cassy, go take her and introduce her to Greg and all them," Fredy said. He stepped around Catherine and into the tent, Cassy started walking off and Catherine followed her.

Cassy stopped walking after a moment and then turned and hugged Catherine tightly. Catherine was shocked by this. Not only was it totally out of character for Cassy, but she assumed Cassy was still angry with her. "I'm sorry Cath," she said sincerely. This shocked Catherine too. As far as she knew, Cassy had nothing to apologize for.

Catherine didn't know how to reply, so she just hugged Cassy back. When Cassy released her she started walking again, as though nothing had happened. Catherine almost laughed at this weird affection of Cassy's.

They found a group of kids in a small clearing among the sea of tents. Catherine recognized Nick Stokes and smiled at him.

"Alright, Catherine this is Greg," Cassy pointed to Greg, who's hair was up in wild spikes. "Archie," she pointed to a skinny little Asian boy. "Nick," Cassy pointed and Nick waved slightly at Catherine. "Sara," Cassy pointed to a very skinny brown haired girl who was practically attached to Greg. "And Kiley," Cassy pointed to a young girl, as skinny as Sara, with big, round eyes.

"And we're the Nerd Squad," Greg and Archie shouted simultaneously.

Catherine smiled. "The Nerd Squad?"

All the teenagers nodded enthusiastically. "Do I get to join," Catherine asked. She was grinning like a maniac. It was weird, well, it would've been weird. Weird for the old Catherine, not this new Catherine who had broken but healed, a bit crooked maybe, but quickly. This new Catherine wouldn't mind being accepted by these weird, geeky kids that the old Catherine would never hang out with.

All the teens, including Cassy looked at Greg. Greg got a serious, considering look on his face, which seemed very out of place on Greg's face.

"Okay," he said. "But only 'cause Warrick likes you so much," Greg stated with a goofy grin.

Because she had a weird feeling, Catherine turned and sure enough Warrick was standing there, bottle cap glasses back on, clutching his book. Catherine flashed Warrick one of her smiles and Warrick smiled back.

"Hey, we going to get food now," Fredy, who had walked up with Warrick, asked.

"I can't drive," Greg pointed out.

"Me either," said Sara

"Me either," Kiley piped up.

"I can drive," Archie said proudly. "But I don't have my licence," he added sadly. "Or a car," he continued. "Or money for a car."

"We get it Archie," Greg said. "Cassy, you are started to rub off on him," Greg said staring at Cassy. Catherine had to agree that Archie sounded quite a bit like Cassy just then.

"You've poisoned his mind," Kiley said with a grin and then she started laughing.

"Okay, getting past the car situation," Fredy said.

"Let's go," Greg shouted.

"I'm riding with Cassy," Archie said, rushing off, presumably off in the direction of Cassy's car.

"Race you," Sara said to Kiley and Nick. Both girl's grinned, Nick nodded, and they ran off.

Fredy and Cassy, apparently the "adults" of the little group, started walking off after the others. Cassy shouted back which diner they were going to.

"Come on," Catherine said, waving to Warrick. They walked to her car. Warrick got into the passenger side and Catherine got into the driver's seat.

"Hey, how'd you get this car," Warrick asked.

"Why," Catherine asked. She didn't sound angry or anything, just curious, like Warrick.

"No reason, just wondering," Warrick stated.

"You know Sam Braun," Catherine asked with an odd grin on her face.

"The casino guy," Warrick asked. Catherine laughed.

"Yeah that guy. Anyway he "Knows" my mom," Catherine said.

"'Knows'," Warrick questioned.

"He's sleeping with her, or he was anyway," Catherine stated. "This was my birthday present," Catherine said.

"When is your birthday," Warrick asked.

"March," Catherine said, turning into the driveway and cutting the engin. She didn't open her door though because the other's hadn't arrived yet.

"So you're 17 already," Warrick asked. Catherine nodded.

"Yep," she said.

Warrick nodded, just accepting that. Catherine noticed that she and Warrick, in addiction to fixing things, seemed to have turned back the clock. It was like the last month hadn't happened, or didn't matter. It was weird, but nice. She loved that Warrick had forgiven her, just forgiven her with no question.

Catherine leaned over in her seat and kissed Warrick. Once on the cheek, then on the lips. Then there was a sharp tap on her window. Catherine and Warrick broke apart. Warrick blushed furiously and Catherine's cheeks turned a faint pink. This was new to her too, the slight embarrassment at being caught kissing. Not kissing Warrick, just kissing. It was funny, in a weird way that she was suddenly starting to grow feelings of embarrassment and all that.

It was Fredy of course, that was knocking on the window. Catherine kissed Warrick once more on the cheek, before getting out of the car to eat breakfast. She promised herself that she'd never give Warrick a reason to forgive her like this again.