"Mike I'm telling you, you look fine" Davy told his tall friend for what seemed like the hundredth time. "Hat or no hat?" Mike asked, quickly going back and forth between having his wool hat on his head and then taking it off. Davy rolled his eyes. When Mike had asked him to help get ready and to give him some pointers, Davy was all for it. But that was two hours ago, and Mike had only become more panicked and more hysterical. "Wear the blue one, it'll look better with the shirt, and you don't wear it as often" Davy said, hoping Mike would accept the advice. "Ok, right the blue one, the blue one, oh merciful heavens where is the blue one!" Mike practically shouted. "Mike, it's right in front of you!" Davy cried. Mike stopped spinning in circles long enough to see his blue wool hat sitting on the dresser in front of him. "Oh, uh, thanks Davy" he said, and he placed it securely on his head. "Mike look, you've got to cool it man. She's just a bird" Davy tried to reason. "No Davy, she's not" Mike said seriously. "Man when I saw her for the first time, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, and now I can't stop thinking about her. Do you have any idea what that's like?" Mike asked. "Well of course you do, you're Davy" he added, but the small Britt suddenly looked sad. "No Mike, I don't know." He said taking a seat beside Mike on his bed. "You see, I fall for a new girl practically every day, but it's a fleeting thing Mate. I know I tell girls I love them all the time, but I don't think I've ever really been in love. I think I like the idea of it, and I do want it, but I've never been lucky enough to have it". As he confided in his friend, Davy realized he had told Mike something he had never even fully admitted to himself. "You will Davy, I know you will" Mike said. He was surprised to say the least. He had no idea Davy felt that way. "And you're right, she's not just a bird, she's special to you, and believe it or not, you're special to her" Davy said with a smile. "How do you know that?" Mike asked. "Because I'm Davy" he quipped, nudging Mike in the shoulder and the taller boy chuckled. "Yeah I guess you are" Mike said before standing to look in the mirror once more. His light grey shirt fit him nicely, and looked good tucked into his jeans. He went to put on his usual boots but decided instead to wear his dress shoes he saved for special occasions. "Well, how do I look?" He asked, spinning around to Davy. The young singer smiled at his friend and gave him a thumbs up. "You look smashing mate, Addy won't know what hit her".
Mike put the GTO in park outside of Addy's house. He had been such a nervous wreck on the way over, he almost turned the car around to head home and save himself the embarrassment. But somehow, he made it without being scared off. He was a few minutes early, and he took the time to steady his breathing. It's just a date Mike, it's just a date no big deal he reasoned with himself. After he had calmed down, he got out of the car and walked up to the elaborate mansion. It was made entirely of brick and had half a dozen large glass windows with candles in each. It looked like something out of a movie. As he made his way up the stairs to the front door, he saw the door open. He stopped on the top step and felt his jaw hit the floor. Addy stepped outside slowly and her eyes seemed to sparkle. Her long hair was down as usual, but it was curlier than normal, and it looked especially soft and shiny, and Mike longed to run his fingers through it. Her baby pink dress was shorter than her normal attire, stopping mid thigh, giving Mike a clear view of her long legs. The dress was very form fitting, showing off every single curve and leaving much of her soft skin on display. Her lips were painted red, and the black eyeliner she wore made her large blue eyes look even bigger and brighter. She looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. Mike's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every detail of her. He knew he needed to say something instead of just standing there gawking, but every time he tried to speak, nothing would come out. He could only stand with his mouth open, hoping some sentence would come out. Addy blushed furiously when she saw Mike's gaze raking over her. And she looked at him the same way. His jeans fit him nicely, and she couldn't help but admire how his broad frame looked in the nice shirt. His silky hair was swept away from his face, and the blue hat made him look even more appealing to her. He was without a doubt the most handsome man she had ever seen. His eyes were full of wonder and joy, and Addy realized that was what she loved most about his appearance. Those brilliant brown eyes. "Hello Mike" she finally said, breaking the silence. "Uh, hel, Hello, um Addy" he stammered finally jerking his eyes away from her body and locking them with her own. "You look very handsome tonight" she said walking closer to him, so that she was just an arms length away. "And you look, well, um, you look very, uh" he tried to come up with something. Beautiful just didn't seem to be enough. "She looks to be entirely out of your league" Mike looked around Addy to see Shawn lurking in the doorway. He felt a small stab in his chest. Why was Shawn here? Addy squeezed her eyes shut, and groaned. "Addy, come inside" he demanded. It wasn't what he asked of her that bothered Mike. It was the tone in which he said it. It wasn't a question, it wasn't a request, it was a command. He expected Addy to follow orders, as if she were a soldier in his ranks. Addy didn't turn around, she didn't want to see his face. She wanted more than anything to pretend he wasn't even there. "Let's go Mike" she whispered, taking hold of his arm. "Addy, get inside!" Shawn commanded again, straightening up and turning red. Addy felt Mike tense, and she noticed how he glared in Shawn's direction. Mike didn't know what was coming over him, but he suddenly felt ready to fight. Addy could feel it too, and she gently tugged on his arm leading him down the stairs and away from the house. "You'll be sorry, both of you" Shawn growled. Mike didn't know if Addy had heard the whispered threat, but he had. He wanted nothing more than to turn around and to confront Shawn. The only thing keeping his temper at bay, was Addy's grip on his arm. She was scared, and Mike was her protection. He turned his gaze away from the house and silently followed Addy to the car. Addy had heard Shawn's venoumous promise, but she didn't let it show. She didn't want that dark cloud hanging over them all night.
When they made it to the car, Mike ran around to the passenger side to open the door for her. Once she was inside, he went to his own door, jumped in and started the car. Addy wouldn't look at him, and he wasn't sure whether to address the elephant in the room, or just drive. He made the decision that if she wanted to talk about it, she would, so he put the car in drive and headed down the road. They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes until her quiet voice finally spoke up. "Can we just pretend that didn't happen" she asked. "He wasn't even supposed to be there, he just showed up and father invited him in" she whispered. When Mike looked over at her, his heart nearly broke. Her eyes were filled with pity and sorrow, and he knew that was not how he wanted her to spend the night. He quickly pulled the car over alongside the road. Addy looked at him confused before he killed the engine. "Addy, the other night at the party, I couldn't understand how in the world a girl like you could possibly want to go out with me when you had someone like him" he admitted and her face softened. "But I promise you, no matter what happens with us, whether you still like me at the end of this date or not, I will never treat you that way, and I will do everything in my power to make sure he never hurts you" Mike said. He didn't know where the sudden confidence came from, and he didn't care. He meant every word. Regardless of how he felt about himself, or how nervous he was to be with her, he was certain of one thing, no woman deserved to be talked at the way Shawn talked at Addy. Her eyes filled with tears, though she let none fall. How in the world she got so lucky as to find a guy like Mike, she didn't know. And as touched as she was by his words, she wanted that to be the last they spoke of Shawn for the night. "Mike, I can't tell you what that means to me" she said, her voice cracking just a little. "Let's just not think or talk about it for the rest of the night, and just enjoy each other's company and have a good time. What do you say?" She asked with a smile and Mike returned it. "I say your wish is my command" and he started the car and brought them back on to the road.
Once the matter of Shawn was dismissed, Mike went right back to feeling nervous, the confidence he had briefly felt had vanished. Though he was 100% positive she wanted nothing to do with Shawn, he still couldn't figure out why she wanted him. I mean she had four guys from the band to choose from, not to mention all of the dozens of other eligible bachelors that no doubt lined up at her door. These thoughts plagued him as they pulled into the drive in theatre. He didn't even know what was playing, he just thought it would be a good way to start a date. "Do you want popcorn or anything?" He asked her and she nodded. "Popcorn sounds great" she replied. He quickly ran over to the concession stand and grabbed a large tub of popcorn and two cokes. When he got back to the car, she gave him a huge smile. "What?" He asked as he handed her her drink. "You're just really cute" she giggled as she popped a handful of popcorn in her mouth and turned her gaze to the screen. Mike could feel the heat rise in his cheeks at her comment. As the movie began, Mike realized he had a hard time focusing on the film. He kept stealing glances at Addy's perfect face. Her skin looked so soft, and he couldn't stop imagining claiming her lips with his. All of a sudden, she started laughing at the movie, and Mike felt his heart skip a beat. He loved her laugh, he thought it had to be the most amazing sound on earth. He wanted to touch her, and bring her closer to him, but he was so nervous. He thought back to what Davy and Micky had helped him with earlier that day.
"Now look, the drive in is the perfect opportunity" Davy explained. "For what?" Mike asked curiously. "To make a move, you know, for second base" Micky said, as if it were the most basic common knowledge. Peter stopped plunking away on his bass and looked at Micky. "Micky, they're going to the movies, not a baseball game" Peter said innocently, earning him an eye roll from the drummer. "No Peter" Micky mumbled. "It's the first date Mick, second base seems a little forward" Mike said embarrassed. "Wait Mike, how far have you gone with a girl?" Davy asked. "Geez Davy, that's a little personal don't you think?" Peter asked. "It's a legitimate question" he retorted. Mike scuffed his boots on the ground and tried to find away around the question. "Mike, are you, have you never?" Micky tried to ask. Mike sighed. "I have, but it's been a long time, and it wasn't exactly the greatest experience" he admitted. "Well what happened?" Micky asked. "I was 16, and I wasn't ready, and neither was she. We both thought we were and we thought it's what we wanted. But it was awkward, and she couldn't even look at me after, and I just felt awful about the whole thing" Mike admitted. He hadn't told anyone that story before. Peter looked at his friend with sympathy, and wished there was something he could do to help. But Peter was a virgin, and the guys knew that, so he really had nothing to say that could help Mike. "Aw Mike don't feel bad, the first time never goes well" Micky said trying to cheer him up. "Well I don't know if it never goes well" Davy said and Micky hit him in the shoulder. "Did you love her Mike?" Peter asked and Mike shook his head. "We were childhood sweethearts I guess. But I think we were both too young to really understand things like love and sex. I mean neither one of us forced the other. We had talked about it for a long time, and we both agreed to it. It just didn't work out" he told them. "Well this time's going to be different" Davy promised. "Now hold your horses Davy, one step at a time. I just want the date tonight to go well" Mike said. "That's why the movies is the perfect place to start!" Micky exclaimed. "I am not going to try for second base with Addy on the first date period." Mike said firmly. "Fine, but at least make a move, you know, to get cozy" Micky winked. "Look here's what you do" Davy started. "Micky, come sit by me and pretend to be Addy" Davy instructed and Micky pulled a chair up beside of him. "Now, when the movie is about half way through, you know you're in the thick of the plot and she's all invested in it and not really paying attention to you, that's when you make your move" he explained, and Mike listened intently. "Very slowly, but deliberately, stretch your arms up and yawn a little, like you're stretching yourself out" Davy said and then demonstrated. "Ok, well that's not so hard" Mike stated. "Then very carefully drape your arm across the back of her seat" he continued, draping his arms around the back of Micky's chair. Micky meanwhile, sat cross legged batting his eyes and puckering his lips to appear more like a girl, and Peter chuckled at him. "Then, start to slide your hand down until it rests on her shoulder" Davy continued, his hand coming to rest on Micky. Micky giggled in a higher pitch voice and blinked his eyes quickly. "Now once you've established contact, assuming she doesn't swat you away, you can go a little further. Lean in towards her so she presses into you more, and you can pull her closer to you" Davy said, and pulled Micky close to him. "Oh Davy, you dreamboat" Micky chimed in his girl voice and Peter nearly fell out of his chair from laughter. "Now you have a nice snuggly position with your lady love, you dig?" Davy asked and Mike nodded. "I think I can handle that" he said, though he wasn't so sure. It seemed simple enough, but Mike knew when the time came, it wouldn't be that easy.
Sure enough, he was right. He watched Addy closely. He knew they had to be in the middle of the film, and she was watching it intently, even though he had been so distracted he had no idea what the movie was even about. He started to sweat a little. This was it. He stretched his long arms toward the sky and let out a fake yawn. He looked at Addy out of the corner of his eye, and she didn't seem to notice or care about his stretching. He felt his whole body tense as he brought his right arm down to rest on the back of her seat. He let out the breath he had been holding and tried to focus on the next part of his task. He needed to bring his arm around a little to place his hand on her shoulder. He leaned toward her and brought his hand forward. His fingers brushed the delicate skin on her shoulder, and he rested his hand there. Addy stopped laughing at the movie, and she straightened up a little at the contact. She didn't look at him, and she didn't push him away. Mike found himself holding his breath again. He then felt her relax under his touch, and he decided to go a little further. He leaned toward her, and his hand travelled lower on her arm until she was snuggly pressed against him. His fingers traced small circles on her arm, and the contact caused Addy to shudder. She couldn't understand how such a small gesture had such an effect on her. Mike released the breath he had been holding. He did it, he had pulled it off. Now the only question was, was Addy ok with it? She turned her gaze towards him and he looked into her eyes. Their faces were inches apart, and he realized he was staring at her lips. He wanted to kiss her, but he didn't think it would be proper to do on the first date. He cleared his throat and looked away from her and back to the movie. He tried to focus on the film, because he knew if he looked at Addy again, his mouth would end up on hers. He left his arm around her, though, and she didn't seem to mind. She smiled at Mike, as he pretended to focus on the movie. She knew he hadn't been paying attention to it all night, and that was just fine with her. And when she felt him put his arm around her, she felt the butterflies in her stomach go into overdrive. She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder, snuggling even closer to the Texan. She felt calm and peaceful in his presence, something she hadn't felt in a long time. For the first time that night, Mike felt truly relaxed. Holding her so closely and having her nuzzled into him, felt right. He subconsciously pressed his nose into her hair, and inhaled that sweet scent of roses.
Once the movie was finished, Mike took her to his favorite burger place. Dinner went just as smoothly as the movie had gone. They talked and laughed, and he listened to her opinions on the film he hadn't paid a bit of attention to. She told him about all of the amazing places she had travelled to, thanks to her father's insistence on learning about the finer cultures. She had even been to Paris on numerous occasions. He told her about his life and upbringing back in Texas and how he moved to California with nothing but a dream and guitar. She told him about her love of music, and how she learned to play piano at a young age, and he made her promise to give him a performance sometime. She brought up the memory of him singing in the grocery store and he laughed. It seemed like so long ago, when it had really only been a few days. "I've never met anyone quite like you Mike" she said after their laughter had died down. Mike finished his last bite of burger and blushed. "Is that a good thing?" He asked and she nodded. He suddenly became very self conscious again, all of those old doubts creeping back into his mind, and she noticed his change in demeanor. It finally dawned on her that every time she complimented him in some way, that same shift happened, and she put the pieces together. "Mike, do you not realize how wonderful you are?" She asked earnestly. He looked down at the ground, unsure of how to answer. He knew he wasn't anything special, and he wasn't quite sure why she thought he was. "Mike look at me" she said gently and he lifted his eyes to hers. "I'm just a poor musician from Texas, I'm not, well, I'm not wonderful" he told her. She reached across the table and took hold of his hand. "I wish I could make you see what I see" she told him. "What do you see?" He asked with curiosity. "I see a man who follows his heart and his dreams, because he isn't afraid of taking that risk. Who looks after his friends like they're his family. Who's treated me with more respect and kindness than I've ever had my entire life. A man who is brave and caring and honest. And I see a man who's incredibly handsome and talented, so you get bonus points for that" she finished with a wink. Mike sat there completely speechless. "Addy, I'm not..." he couldn't let her think he was more than he was. "Mike, stop" She interjected softly. "I know you don't think that about yourself, and that's ok. I know that's who you are, and if it's the last thing I do, I'm going to make you realize it one way or another. Because Michael Nesmith you are wonderful!" She exclaimed and she gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "I, uh, wow um, I don't know what to say Addy" he said. He had never felt so empowered. She had said everything with such sincerity and vigor, that he almost believed her. Almost.
As they left the restaurant and got back in the car, Mike realized he didn't want the night to end. "Um Addy, I have one more place I'd like to take you, if that's alright?" He asked. He knew it was getting late, and he would have understood if she said no. "I'd love that Mike". She knew she was going to be in trouble with her father when she got home. She needed to be home in ten minutes, or she would be late. But she didn't care. She wanted to spend as much time with Mike as she possibly could. "Great" He said with a huge smile. He had planned this out just in case things had went well. He hadn't told the guys about it, so he didn't get their advice, but this was something he wanted to do on his own. The drive wasn't far, just a couple miles down the road, and they were there in no time. Mike killed the engine and ran around to let Addy out. The parking lot was empty, and it was nearly pitch black out, but Mike knew the way like the back of his hand. "Hang on one second ok?" He said, before going to the back of the Monkeemobile and grabbing his guitar. "What are you up to Mike?" She asked with a smile. He didn't say anything, he just gave her a grin and took her hand and started leading her down a path farther into the park. "Mike how can you see where you're going?" She asked, following him blind. The moon and stars were out, but as they went farther into the park, the thick layer of trees was making it harder to see. "I've come here so many times, I could walk this path blindfolded and I'd still find my way" he told her. Finally, they burst out of the tunnel of trees and into a large clearing. Addy gasped at the beautiful sight. There was a large lake surrounded by purple flowers. The moonlight danced on the water, giving it a mystic quality, and two swans swam together on the surface. To one side of the lake, there was a large white wooden swing built for two, with those same purple flowers painted on it. "Oh Mike, it's beautiful" Addy said, taking in the scenery. "Yes you are" he whispered. She looked up at him, and he realized what he had said. "I mean, uh yeah, this is um, right" he stammered and she giggled. He took her hand and led her over to the swing, and they sat down beside each other. "This is where I come to write songs, and just to be alone with my thoughts. It's usually pretty quiet, I don't know why more people don't come here, too wrapped up in the city I suppose" he told her. "Lucky for us then" she said and he smiled. "The guys must love it here" she mused. "Well actually they've never been here, this is sort of my place I guess" he admitted. She didn't know what to say. He had taken her to a place that had previously only been his. A place he shared with no one else. "Anyway, I brought you here because I wanted to play you something" he said as he adjusted his guitar.
Girl you look mighty good to me, and I know that you've got to be the kind of girl I could love
Mike began to sing the song he wrote for Addy the night before. The words had come so easily to him, and he wanted to share them with her. Music was the only way Mike knew how to express what he was feeling, and he hoped that by playing her this song, she understood just how much she meant to him already.
You've got the sweetest pair of eyes, and your kiss would be paradise, you're the kind of girl I could love
Addy was stunned. Her mouth had dropped the second he started singing. She knew how good he was with the band, but he somehow sounded different on his own. He sounded more sincere and raw. And the song was incredible. She was falling hard and falling fast. And she didn't care, she just wanted to be with Mike.
You do something to my soul, that no ones ever done. If you're looking for true love, then let me be the one. Girl deep in my soul I'm sure, and my heart has no doubt that you're the kind of girl I could love. The kind of girl I could love.
Mike finished the song and looked down at his guitar, afraid of what Addy was thinking. "Well?" He asked, not meeting her gaze. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace. "Mike that was the most amazing thing I've ever heard, I can't believe you did this for me!" She said and he pulled her closer to him. "I just, uh, wanted to show you how special you are to me, and I know I'm not always good at expressing myself unless it's with music. But I needed you to know how I feel" he told her. She looked into his big brown eyes, and she felt her heart beat a little faster. "I know we haven't known each other long, but I really care about you Addy" Mike told her. "I care about you too, Mike" she whispered. He noticed for the second time that night he was staring at her lips. They looked so soft and inviting, but he didn't want to overstep. But she looked so beautiful, and his feelings were on overdrive. He carefully placed his guitar on the ground next to him, and moved closer to her. His breathing was getting faster, and he tried to calm his racing heart. He lifted his hand up to her face and gently brushed back a stray curl before bringing his other hand up to cup her face. She looked down from his eyes to his lips and her hands made their way to his waist to pull him closer. "Michael" she whispered. At the sound of his full name leaving her lips, Mike felt his resolve break. He closed the space between them and he kissed her. Her lips were just as soft as they looked, and she tasted like strawberries. His hands moved to tangle in her hair as he pulled her closer to him. His mouth moved against hers, as the tender kiss turned into one of passion. She moaned against him, and he felt electricity course through him. He pushed her back against the arm of the swing, and his hands roamed over her perfect body. He caressed every curve, and savored the soft touch of her skin. Addy had goosebumps all over her body. She had never experienced anything like this before. Shawn's kiss was rough, and possessive. Mike's was passionate, and yet gentle at the same time. She felt his hands touching her body, and tracing over her skin, and it thrilled her. She had never been touched like that before. Mike was nearly on top of her now, and she was pressed hard against the swing, but she ignored the pain of it. He knew he needed to cool it and back off, but his body had other plans. His tongue slid across her lips begging for entrance, and she gladly accepted. She tasted so sweet, and Mike couldn't get enough of her. As his tongue continued exploring her mouth, his hands had found their way to her breasts, and he felt them through the material of her dress. She moaned again, and Mike realized just how far he had gone. He reluctantly pulled away, and he gasped for air, and she did as well. He sat back up and looked down at Addy feeling breathless. "That was...amazing" she said, sitting back up. "I uh, I'm sorry I don't know what came over me, I know that I moved too fast, and I..." He started, but she stopped him. "Mike please don't apologize. I know we're moving fast, but this feels right" she told him, taking his hands in her own. He smiled down at her. "It does feel right, I just want to make sure you're ok with me kissing you so soon and everything" he told her. "Mike, you are so sweet, and I am definitely ok with you kissing me" she giggled. "This has been the most incredible night" she whispered and he nodded. "For me too" he said. "I wish it didn't have to end" she said "but if I don't get home soon, my father will probably kill me" she said, and for a moment, he didn't think she was joking. "Let's get you home then" he said.
He opened the car door one last time that night for Addy and walked her up the steps to the door. "I had a really great time tonight Mike" she said with a smile. "So did I" He grinned. She looked at his lips once more, and Mike leaned in to kiss her. Just before their lips met, the front door burst open. Mike jumped away from Addy as the stern figure of Mr. Hayes lurked in the doorway. "Addison Marie Hayes, do you have any idea what time it is?" The older man barked at his daughter. "It was entirely my fault sir, I should have had her back sooner" Mike said, trying to come to Addy's defense. "Do not interrupt me boy" the man spat. "And yes you should have, but we'll deal with that later. Addy, get upstairs this instant." He demanded and Mike clenched his fists to try and keep his temper in check. "Goodnight Mike" Addy whispered before slipping inside the house. He hated seeing the look of joy wiped off of her pretty face so easily. Once she was gone, Mike tried to turn and leave. "Hold it, right there" her father demanded. Mike stopped in his tracks and turned to face Mr. Hayes. "Who do you think you are?" He sneered, and Mike's eyes narrowed. "You're nothing but low level scum, and as long as I'm around, you're not going to get anywhere near my daughter ever again, is that clear?" He hissed out. Mike felt his anger boiling over, but he reminded himself that, like it or not, this was Addy's father, and he was someone important to Addy. " Sir, I know that I am not from your class, and lord knows I am not worthy of your daughter. But I respect her, and care about her deeply. I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not. I can't stand her and tell you I have a lot to offer her. But I can offer her all the love I've got, if she'll have it" Mike said. Though his words were true, it did nothing to affect the hardened gentleman before him. Mr. Hayes got dangerously close to Mike's face, but Mike never flinched. "Stay away from my daughter" he sneered before turning on his heel, and slamming the door behind him. Mike felt like he could cry. Between Shawn, Mr. Hayes, and his own lack of confidence, Mike had no idea how he was going to continue seeing Addy. He turned, and walked down the small staircase to head toward his car. "Mike!" He turned and saw Addy sprinting around the corner of the house. Before he had a chance to ask where she had come from, or what she was doing, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and returned her kiss. It was short and sweet, but the tenderness and spark was still there. "Please don't listen to anything he says Mike, you are more than worthy of me" she whispered and he blushed. "Oh you, you heard all of that?" He asked and she smiled. "Father seems to forget I'm perfectly capable of using the back door" she said with a grin. "Goodnight Mike" she said before turning back to the house. "Goodnight Addy" He said before heading back to the car. "Oh and Mike" she called and he looked back at her. "All the love you have to give? I'll take it" she said with a beaming smile before running back around the house to the back door.
Mike couldn't contain his happiness as he drove home. It had been a whirlwind of a night, but he had never felt better. He knew he was falling for her. Every time he pictured her face, his stomach did summersaults. He parked the car outside of the pad and whistled a happy tune as he walked through the doors. He flicked on the lights and yelped as he saw his three friends sitting in the living room, their arms crossed with stern expressions on their faces. "Robert Michael Nesmith, where in the world have you been young man!" Davy shouted. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" Peter scolded. "And before we can let you go to bed, you must relay all of the details of your date!" Micky exclaimed and the others all broke into smiles. Mike just gazed at them with a mischievous look as he hung up his jacket. "Seriously Mike, how'd it go?" Peter asked, but Mike still didn't answer, he just continued whistling. "Did you kiss her?" Davy asked, but Mike simply whistled and bounded up the stairs towards his room. "Come on Mike don't leave us hanging, we've waited up all night for this!" Micky cried. Mike stopped in the doorway and looked down at his friends, their eager faces waiting for the details. "Second Base" was all he said before shutting his door.