Lia06- Yes, I know in real life Buzz was married. The glory of fiction is, I get to choose who dates who and such……hmmm maybe I should write Liam Neeson divorced for my own purposes, LOL. Your computer feels about my story like OC feels about Kylah, LOL. Bad joke that I couldn't resist.

Meadow567- I have been working a lot which is why it took so long to get the chappie finished. Blame it all on Toby Keith and John Mellancamp, LOL. I get the feeling your curiosity about this story is driving you crazy!

Staceygirl- OC and Kylah have some more drama in future chapters. But I am glad you liked the part with Bah and Buzzy!

Theprincessbride06- Are you from the Sevierville area? I have been to the Smokey Mountains many, many times. I love them so much, I made them Kylah's home.

Emador- Well if you like my comedy, you'll have to tell me what you think of this new chappie. I could just picture Janny pretending to be Rocky! LOL

Craig and I had decided to go out for dinner, since I had to interview him for a press release anyway. Craig took me to a wonderful Chinese restaurant in Minneapolis.

"I'm surprised you eat Chinese food." Craig said.

"Why? I love Chinese food." I said.

"Well that bag of stuff out in my car from that store you asked me to stop at. I just didn't think you'd like Chinese food."

"You wouldn't have been sticking me in a little category because I'm from the south, were you?" I winked.

"Well just a little." Craig smiled.

"It's okay. I'm having a great time tonight." I laughed.

"Me too….although people probably think we're on a date." Craig smirked.

"Lucky me, to have strangers thinking such a handsome guy would take me to dinner on a Saturday night." I smiled.

"More likely they're wondering how I got such a pretty young girl." Craig smirked. "Maybe I should've changed the sheets back at my apartment."

I laughed. "Craig, I'm gonna blush."

"What were some others stories you have been asked to cover?" Craig asked me.

"Well at college, I worked on my school paper and fought until I was made a sports writer. Then I went into Charlotte to do my internship. They gave me a six part series on serial killers to write. It was to go along with the hype surrounding the capture of Ted Bundy in Florida." I said.

"What was writing that like?" Craig asked.

"For a little innocent country girl like me….it was unnerving." I said. "I had to travel and interview six serial killers already in custody and tell their stories. I had never been inside a prison before and suddenly I'm being searched and being led into interview rooms."

"How'd it go?"

"I stayed professional. Edmund Kemper scared the hell out of me, when he started spouting that I was the kind of girl he'd pick up hitchhiking. Ed Gein was polite and well-mannered. He claims to have been rehabilitated. Interviewing Charles Manson was when I decided I couldn't take anymore." I said with a small laugh.

"What happened?"

"He's the scariest man to look at to start with. But I tried to be polite and courteous, but he started preaching at me and his eyes were wilder than ever. Then he spit on me. Guards grabbed him and dragged him from the room, all the while he was screaming that if I was in his family, he'd impregnate me." I said.

"You're much braver than I'd ever be." Craig smiled.

"Nah…."

"Yeah you are." Craig insisted. "I'd never have the guts to sit across from someone like that."

"Thanks, but I didn't feel so brave when I was sitting there shaking." I said. "So what about you? Why's a nice guy like you a bachelor?"

"Haven't found the right woman…..came close once. I really thought she was it, but it didn't work out." Craig said.

"I'm sure the right one is out there for you." I said and patted his hand.

"I'm afraid by the time I find her; I'll be too old to have a family." Craig shrugged.

"You're not that old." I smiled.

"You're a terrible liar. But I appreciate it anyway." Craig smiled. "Somehow I could almost believe you. Makes me feel good."

"That's good. You've been very kind to me the past two weeks. I appreciate it." I said.

"No trouble. I've enjoyed every minute with you. And you've won over everybody. Even Herb is slowly coming around."

Craig and I finished our dinner and our fortune cookies were brought to us.

"Read yours Craig." I said.

"You will comfort a friend in pain. They need you more than you realize." Craig read. "What's yours say?"

"Memories will bring sadness and joy. Lean on what's familiar to you." I read.

"Do you believe these things?" he asked.

"Not really. They're just a fun gag." I said.

"Yeah, I think so too. You ready to head back to the dorms?" Craig asked.

"Sounds fine. I should get my groceries put away." I said.

Craig drove us back to the U. I was glad that he and I got along so well. I liked all the boys. I even wished that OC and I could get along.

Craig helped me out of the car, once back at the U. And helped me with my bag of groceries I had picked up earlier. Craig and I walked into the building and headed for out apartments at the end of the hall. As we got closer it became obvious that someone was lying on the floor in front of our doors.

As we got closer, I realized that it was Silk, lying on the floor. He looked out of it.

"Silk, you okay?" Craig asked. "What are you doing out here?"

"Whatta ya mean?" Silk slurred.

"Silky, you're in the hall outside my apartment." I explained, and then turned to Craig. "Silk and Verchota were supposed to have a shot drinking contest tonight. From the looks of Silk, I'd say it's over!"

"Well how'd he get here?" Craig asked.

I shrugged. "Silk, how'd you get here?" I asked and sat my bag down.

"I don't know." Silk said. "Kylah, you're so pretty. Ain't Kylah pretty, Coach?"

"Kylah is very pretty." Craig answered with a sigh.

"Now I remember…." Silk said and rolled to his side. "I came here looking for Kylah; I wanted her to talk to me. Her accent gives me a hard-on."

I rolled my eyes, but could feel myself blush. Craig seemed to be hiding a smile.

"Talk to me, Kylah……Janny stole my porn, so I came to hear your accent." Silky said.

"Silk, maybe we should try getting you to your own room." Craig said.

"What's in the bag?" Silk asked, poking at the paper bag on the floor next to him.

"My groceries." I explained. "Craig took me to a gourmet store so I could buy crawdad pie, pickled pigs feet, okra…."

"Ewww, if you'll put that in your mouth you shouldn't be grossed out about blowing guys." Silk said. I stood in shock at what I was hearing. "Some girls are really grossed out about that and you have to beg them to even get a hand job!"

"That's enough Silk." Craig said, and bent as if to help Silk up.

"Coach, you know what I'm talking about." Silk said, grabbing Craig's arm. "Girls think going down on us guys is so gross. Did they ever think what its like for us to go down on them? Some girls, it's like licking a fish! Ever licked a fish, Coach?"

This time Craig blushed a bit. "Never mind that. Let's get you to your room." Craig said, and pulled Silk to his feet.

I slipped an arm around Silk and helped Craig direct him down the hall. He stumbled a bit, but we got him to his room. Luckily, Jimmy answered when we knocked.

"He's drunk off his ass." Craig said as we dragged him to a bed in the room and sat him down.

"Yeah, but he beat Verchota!" Rizzo said. "Phil passed out. Rammer dragged him in the shower."

"We'll take him from here." Jimmy said. "Sorry if he caused any trouble."

"He talks a lot when drunk, doesn't he?" I asked.

"Yeah, without editing what flies out of his mouth." Rizzo said.

"Kylah, I'm gonna go gather our things." Craig said. I nodded and threw him my keys.

"I'll be there in just a minute." I said and watched Craig walk out of them room.

"Keep him on his side. If he throws up, you don't want him to choke." I said.

"Kylah, will you talk to me?" Silk whined.

"I can't believe you talked about cunnilingus in front of Coach Patrick!" I said.

"What the hell is cunnilingus?" OC asked.

"I'm not surprised; you're probably not good at it!" I snapped at him.

"Cunnilingus is a fancy word for…." Silk stuck two fingers up in front of his mouth and wiggled his tongue between them.

I wasn't sure if that was sexy or not. I raised my eyebrows. "I gotta go. Watch him Jimmy, Rizzo."

I walked down the hall, shaking my head at all that I had just seen and heard. I made a mental note to tell Silky this when he was sober. Walking into my apartment, I saw Craig standing in my kitchenette.

"I think he'll be okay." I said.

"That's good. Sorry he said those things in front of you." Craig said.

"Oh, it's no big deal." I said, and shrugged.

"Well, I think I'll call it a night." Craig said.

"Thanks for dinner. I really had a great time." I said.

"So did I." Craig said.

I walked over and gave Craig a hug. Having to stand on tip-toe to do it. Craig kissed my forehead.

Craig pulled back and started to walk out the door. He turned back. "Silk was wrong. It depends on the girl; it's not always like licking a fish." Craig said with a wink. I was so speechless, that I just stood and nodded. "There's that cute blush again." Craig closed the door behind him.

I put my groceries away and then went to change for bed. I was tired, and had been having trouble sleeping, so I decided to turn in early. As I lay in bed, all I could think about was the new friends I was making. Everyone was so nice. And I wondered what really made OC hate me so much. I couldn't wait to see the next few months