Author's Note: So… it gets a little romantic! Well about as romantic as 8th graders can be. xD Thanks for all of the reviews!

Catherine and Gil walked into the gym. A woman at a small table stopped them.

"Names, please?" The woman asked impatiently.

"Gil Grissom, Catherine Flynn." Gil said as the woman checked off their names on a list.

"Thank you." The woman said and nodded towards the main gym entrance. Catherine and Gil walked to the door. Gil opened the door and Catherine smiled at him. She walked through the door and Gil followed behind.

"Wow!" Catherine murmured as they stared at the gym. Snowflakes made of cardboard hung from the ceiling and streamers and balloons were everywhere.

"Looks way better than usual." Gil said over the loud music that blared out of speakers throughout the gym. Catherine looked longingly at the blue-lit center of the gym where many of the others were dancing. She then looked at Gil and smiled.

"What…?" He asked warily.

"Dance with me." She said. He groaned.

"Caaaaath."

"What?" She glared at him. "You asked me to a dance… but don't want to dance." He sighed.

"But I don't know how to dance!"

"Come on." She grabbed his hand. "I'll teach you."

"Fine." Catherine led him out to the dance floor.

"Ok. Dancing 101. Put your hands on my waist." Catherine said calmly.

"What!" Gil exclaimed, eyes wide. Damn, this is not helping. Catherine took his hands and placed them on her waist. He gulped.

"There." She put her arms around his neck loosely.

"Ok... Uh… now what?" Gil asked nervously.

"Now… you just sway back and forth." She started swaying to the music. "Like this." She guided him.

"Ok…" He said. "So, I'm not too bad of a dancer, right?"

"No." She laughed and looked up at him. He smiled down at her. Heehee. She laughed in her head at her next idea. She smiled slyly and decided to take it a step further. She pulled him closer and laid her head on his shoulder. He shivered, and she smiled to herself. This was better than she thought. When the song was over Catherine pulled back and looked up at him again. He leaned a little closer.

"Gil…" She stammered. "What are we doing?"

"Well…" He trailed off as he closed the distance between them and kissed her softly on the lips.

"Oh!" She exclaimed softly and smiled at him. He smiled back. "So… still nervous?"

"No." He said and laughed as he pulled her closer to dance again. He could smell her shampoo as they swayed back and forth. She smelled like strawberries and vanilla. What's going on here? He asked himself.

What are we doing? She thought. Well, whatever it is, I like it.

When the song was over, they pulled apart again.

"Want a drink?" He asked her.

"Sure. Let's go see what they have." They walked towards a table with drinks on it. Each grabbed a cup of Coke. They walked over to a wall and leaned against it as they sipped on the drinks.

"Gil, really, what are we doing?" Catherine asked as she looked at her drink.

"Cath… I don't know." He said honestly and shrugged. She sighed.

"We better figure out, then…"

"Cath. I've liked you since I met you. And not just as a friend." He said. He had finally admitted it. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" She asked and he nodded. "Well, in that case, me too." His eyes lit up when she said it. He grabbed her hand and led her back out to dance…

Catherine shut the front door and locked it. She smiled to herself as she thought about the night. Suddenly, she noticed the note taped to the door.

Cath,

By the time you're home,

I'll have just left. Make sure

Nancy's ok and lock up.

Love,

Mom.

Catherine groaned and threw the note into the trash can in the kitchen. She walked up the stairs and heard Nancy's TV blaring the theme to some crime show. She walked into Nancy's room to find Nancy already asleep. She turned the TV off and Nancy stirred a little.

"Mom?" Nancy asked sleepily.

"No, its Cath. Mom went to work."

"Oh." Nancy sat up a little. "How was the dance?"

"Good. It was great." Catherine sat on the edge of her sister's bed.

"Didja kiss him!" Nancy asked with a sleepy smile. Catherine paused for a moment.

"Yeah."

"Really?" Nancy asked excitedly. "Wow! I told you!" Catherine smiled into the darkness.

"You can predict the future, Nanc." Catherine said softly and laughed. She got up and walked out of her sister's room, pausing at the doorframe.

"Night, Nanc."

"Night, Cath."

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Author's other note: So. Doesn't Nancy know it all…again? lol. A couple more chapters as 8th graders, then I think I'll skip to high school graduation then present time. Tell me what ya think!