Hiya! How are my wonderful readers doing? lol, sorry, I'm in a hyper mood today, yeah, so this is my 2nd favourite chapter, I think it's quite good, a bit short, but whatever! Anyway, read and review, tell me what you think and how I can improve!

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Chapter 11: D makes a go of it

Dan was wondering around Central Park again hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl. He has already written some of his poem:

Drowning eyes

Unnatural beauty

What would it be like,

To touch her?

Kiss her

He thought of her reading the poem, it was very personal, even if it was about her. Then Dan started to think what it would be like to kiss her, he wondered how her lips would feel on his, if it would be a short and sweet kiss or long and lingering?

"Um, hello?" Said a voice, tearing Dan away from his fantasy.

It was the girl, Dan quickly put his black notebook in his pocket.

"H-h-hi!" Dan stammered, flustered.

"Yeah, you're the guy, with the poems, I'm sorry I don't know your name"

"Oh, it's Dan Humphrey" he said

"Hi Dan, I'm Frances Gellar"

"Hi, Frances, I've written some of the poem" murmured Dan.

"Oh, is it in that little black notebook? Can I have a look?" Asked Frances

"Well, it's not quite finished yet, I've been having some trouble with it" said Dan, not wanting Frances to read the poem.

"Well, I'll read it and give you some help to finish it, I mean if it's about me then I should be able to help, who knows more about me than me?"

"I guess so" uttered Dan, reluctantly reaching inside his pocket to give her the notebook. He flicked through the book til he found the poem, not wanting her to look through it.

He found the poem and gave it to her.

Her eyes began to dart around the page, reading the poem.

She look up at him, her mouth made an oval shape, but no sound came out. She tried to speak again, but hesitated.

"Do you like it?" Said Dan, anxiously.

Again her mouth opened.

Dan started to worry, maybe he shouldn't of given the poem to her, maybe it was for his eyes only, his little fantasy.

"I can change it if you like, this isn't even the real poem, it was just a draft, you know, to get me going" he said, trying to justify the poem.

Frances put her finger on his lips

"Shhhh," she said, "It's the best poem ever, it's so beautiful"

"Well, it is about you" whispered Dan

He leaned in, praying she wouldn't back away, closed his eyes and kissed her, she was tentative at first, but kissed him back, he wrapped his hands around her waist to pull her closer. The kissing got more intense. Frances backed away.

"What?" Dan asked " Was the kiss not good?"

"No, the kiss was great," she assured him,"but we're not gonna do it right here"

"We could do it behind a tree" Dan thought out loud.

Frances gave him a sceptic look.

"Plus, I don't even know you that well, I mean I just found out your name a couple of minutes ago"

"That doesn't matter, we both like each other"said Dan.

"But I'm not that sort of girl! I would like to go further, not here obviously, someplace else, but not now. I wouldn't feel comfortable." She said woefully.

"Fine, if that's how you feel then... I respect that"

"Thank you" Frances gave Dan a quick peck on the cheek, "See you around"

Next Chapter: Get your wine glasses ready, time for a sophisticated lunch!