Hi everyone, I'm so ashamed of myself. I just read over chapter three and saw all the spelling mistakes I made. I shall walk off the plank now. . .anyway, I reloaded it and I promise to pay more attention and not to make anymore mistakes or I'll try to anyway. I want to thank all you guys who are reviewing this. I enjoy Scitty's very much and I'm glad that you guys do too. Thanks for the advice everyone and be sure that I'ma use them (Emerald Lionheart *hint hint* lol) Kitty may be a little OOC towards the end. Hopefully it won't turn you too off.

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Kitty sat demurely on the table and stared at the forks before her. She looked at Scott who was doing the same.

"Do you know which fork to use?" She asked, curiously. She cocked a brow at his cough and wondered why he would take her somewhere fancy when he had no idea how to even behave there.

"Of course I do, this is kid's stuff," he said. She shrugged her shoulders and smiled at the cute waiter who came to take their meal.

"Bonsoir Monsieur et Mesdemoiselle, Comment allez-vouz?" He said. Kitty just stared at him in confusion, she noticed Scott's smile as he gazed at her.

{Good evening gentleman and young lady how are you?}

"Tres bien, merci, et vous?" Scott responded; Kitty nodded her head in approval.

(Very well, thank you and you?}

"Bien Monsieur, qu'est-ce que vouz avoir pour dine?" The waiter replied.

(Fine Gentleman, what will you have for dinner?}

"Nous commencer par Crevettes flambéed dans Cognac, salade Francais, Fond d'Or et nous finissons avec Crème Brulee." The waiter looked at Scott impressed and nodded in approval.

{We begin with Shrimps fried in Cognac, Parisian salad, the Golden Dish and Cream (and only a French person knows what Brulee is cause I don't, it's a dessert)}

As the waiter walked away, Kitty turned to Scott with a huge smile on her face.

"Wow Scott! I didn't know you spoke French," she commented excitedly. Scott shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't, I just learned those small phrases to impress Jean tonight," a beat passed. "But hey, it worked on you," he said with a slight laugh. They waited patiently for the food to arrive, when it did, Kitty looked at her fork before eating her salad in fear of looking stupid. She watched as Scott used the smallest fork, closest to his plate and ate the salad in silence. She repeated the gesture and began to eat the delicious meal; Scott had planned so switch the fork to another one just so Kitty would think he knew what he was doing, but the food was so delicious they ended up using the same fork till the main course.

When they were done, they sat back. Kitty gave a sleepy smile to Scott since eating always made her a little tired, especially if she was full. Scott rubbed his stomach and took a sip of the sparkling juice that he had ordered instead of wine.

"This," Kitty said and took in a deep breath, "was totally awesome. I've never eaten anything like it before. I think I'll, like, cook us a French cuisine tomorrow, what do you think?" She grinned and waited for him to reply. Scott hid his grimace with a napkin.

Scott paid the check, which was an exuberant amount of money in her eyes and Kitty got a little angry at Jean. He, like, goes through all this trouble for her, and she doesn't even act like it matters, she thought.

Scott took her by the elbow and assisted her in entering his car, giving the valet a tip he went to the driver's side and made their way to the institute. Kitty watched as unfamiliar scenes changed into the familiar and wondered how come she felt so comfortable in her silences with Scott. It was a little awkward to not say anything for a long time, but she didn't really feel the need to fill in the silence with gibberish.

"Hey do you wanna go straight home?" Scott asked Kitty, interrupting her thoughts. She turned his way and thought about it for a second. She didn't really want to end the evening so quickly. Regardless of being quiet, the warmth of his presence made her feel happy.

"Not really, got any plans?" she asked. He gave her a grin and made a wide U-Turn. He parked the car in a small space in front of a large forest. "I am not walking in there, do you know how much my shoes cost?" she asked him, her lips in a pout.

"Come on, it'll be nice, I promise you won't regret it." He said, with a smile. She took off her shoes mumbling under her breath as she walked down the dirt path, her naked feet turning dusty.

"This is so icksome," she said in disgust as she stared at the ground to make sure not to step on anything unpleasant. She looked up from the ground when they stopped walking and stared in awe at the small spring that was in the midst of the trees, hidden from society. Without realizing it she just moved closer and closer to it. "It's beautiful," she said softly. Scott smiled.

"Put your feet in the water," he said. The water was cool against her bare toes and she felt like diving in completely. The temptation was almost too strong to resist.

"I wish I had my bathing suit," she said sadly, Scott took his socks and shoes off and rolled up his pants, sitting in the edge he stuck his feet right in and sighed in contentment. "How did you find this place?" Kitty's voice was soft as she slowly swirled her legs around so that the water could caress her ankles.

"I was researching the Forest of Bayville for my Geography class. They told us to go to the site that we would be doing work on and get a personal view on the location, when I found this place I thought it was the perfect place to, well you know." Scott finished. Kitty glanced at him with a sad look in her eyes. Yes, she did know. She knew the ending of every sentence he never finished. And it wasn't that she knew him so well but that she understood him. She'd been there and now that she was free she was able to focus more on his feelings and pick up on the little things he didn't say, but meant to say.

"Wanna go for a swim?" she asked, she hadn't meant to say it but the more she thought of it the better it sounded. She hated the way that every outing between them seemed to end in a repetitive depression.

"But we don't have anything to swim in, you said so yourself." Scott said in surprise. At her grin he began to blush. "I refuse to skinny dip with a minor." Kitty pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose.

"I wouldn't, like, let you see me naked if it were a life or death situation," she said. "Anyway, underwear is the same thing."

"The same thing as what?" he asked, Kitty wondered how men could be so dense. Without a reply she just pulled the dress over her head and threw herself in. Scott watched in horror as their sweet, innocent Kitty swam around in her underwear for all to see.

"Oh, stop being stupid Scott, you can't see anything!" She closed her eyes and dove into the water; opening them she saw the rocks and the clear sand, she was glad that she had worn her plainest, blackest under garments that evening. (For all you dirty people, shame! Shame on you!) Scott shrugged and followed suit, in his thick cotton boxers. (Same as the above)

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Next chapter will be them in the water and than at school. I wanna thank those of you who are telling me to take things slow with this couple. I don't know where it's going, but like a few people said. This is a relationship that has to grow.

And while some people may be a little out of character, they're in a situation that makes them do weird things. Even so, I always thought Kitty was a wild child at heart, I mean she did date Lance, right? Anyway, I'd love to hear your opinions. Thanks everyone.

{Oh yeah and do me a favor. I reposted a fic of mine, it's called 'The Beginning of New Times' now I have never begged for a fic. . . okay maybe once but that's not the point. For all you Kurtty fans out there, do me a favor and please read it, I fixed the chapter so it's a little better than crappy now! Anyway, I've finished shaming myself sigh, I have no kind of pride obviously.}