A/N: Well copy right stuff… la la la. Don't sue us. We own Karoline, Mr. Putzkammer and our personal favorite, Chet Michaels. I am going to tell you an anecdote because they are lovely. I was in a play and today was our last performance and everyone was an emotional wreak because I LOVE EVERYONE IN THE PLAY! They are so kind and nice and I am going to miss the seniors so much and it frustrates me that I will only have a year to get to know them! Ok. That was not a happy story. We are telling you this, so you can learn about ourselves so we don't seem like random people behind a computer. NOW THE STORY COMMENCES!

~Caroline representing the Katherine as well~

BRINNNNGGGGG! Long period physics was FINALLY over. All of the students sprinted away from Mr. Putzkammer and his classroom. Rocketman and Karoline were laughing and walking towards Rocktman's locker. "So uh I've got basketball practice..."

"Do you mind if I watch?"

"No definitely not, of course you can watch I mean it's open gym and all so anyone can so it's not that interesting or anything but it might be fun cause you'd be there and I'd be there and then you could see me and then um, yeah sure."

Karoline laughed and Rocketman sighed. "I will see you then" she said.

He practically sprinted to the locker room to change into his uniform. He bumped into someone on his way back.

"Watch were you are going." A rather nasally voice said. It was Tiara Gold. Rocketman despised Tiara. Last year as a freshman she had attracted his interest but after getting to know her better, he found her completely irritating. "Get out of my way dude!" he rudely said, and pushed her out of his way. She pouted and then stamped off. "Girls..." Rocketman said to himself. He then shoved open the door to the locker room. He was then surrounded by the smell of axe, old spice and other varieties of deodorant.

He went opened his locker with his combo: 15-27-09, and took out his babe magnet antiperspirant/body spray. "In touch with the ground. I'm on the hunt I'm after you. Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd. And I'm hungray like the wolllffff," he sang.

"Dude, what is up?" asked Donnie

"Dude, you are not going to believe it."

"What?"

"Karoline is coming to watch basketball practice. That is like a date!"

"Um, not really."

"Uh yeah."

"No man. It's really not"

"You wouldn't know...you've never even BEEN on a date before." Rocketman shouted a little bit too loudly.

"That's beside the point."

"No it so is not."

"Okay GEEZ."

Donnie stormed off. Rocketman rolled his eyes and brushed his hair. It was looking especially fierce today. Rocketman ran out to the gym to begin practice. He saw Karoline and waved excitedly at her. She smiled back at him.

Throughout all of practice Rocketman would glance out of the corner of his eye to see if she was still watching.

This didn't make it too easy to play basketball well. Coach Bolten asked to speak to him after practice. "Rocketman. What was up with your skills today? You kept crashing into Chuckie!"

"Sorry Coach. I'll do better next time."

"Good. GET'CHA' HEAD IN THE GAME!"

"Okay Coach."

Karoline was waiting by the door for him. "I need to shower. Um. Ok you didn't need to know that. I will meet you by the main entrance."

"Sure."

As Rocketman entered the locker room he was greeted with whoops of appreciation. "Nice Dude! She is hot!"

He high-fived his team mates as he walked towards the locker. He put on some more babe magnet body spray/anti-persperaint.

Rocketman jumped in the steaming hot shower. After finishing lathering up, washing and conditioning his hair, he got out and put his clothes. Karoline was waiting where she said she would be.

"Hey. Ready to go?" He asked.

"Um. Go where?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Home. I have a lot of homework to do. "

"Sure let's go."

"You know where I live?"

"No of course not. I just thought that well as a girl you shouldn't walk home alone without a male's protection."

"Hmm... I would love for you to walk me home."

They began walking towards Karoline's house when Rocketman recognized the path that they were taking.

"HEY! My house is this way!"

"Really?"

"YEAH! We could walk together every day of the year!"

"No I don't think that's such a great idea."

"Oh. Um sorry I…"

"If it rains we'd have to have one of our parents drive!"

"Oh yeah. Dur! Earth to Jimmie."

"Nice razor scooter btws."

"Really? You like it?"

"Yeah! I have always wanted a razor scooter but my parents won't let me. They think that they are unsafe."

"That sucks." Rocketman then had a brain blast. "You wanna ride with me?"

"Both of us?" Karoline asked timidly.

"Yeah. You can go in the front and I can stand behind you and push!"

"Ok."

He kick flipped the scooter open.

"Whoa it's even more orange when it's open!" Karoline said excitedly. She stepped onto it, and she grabbed the handles. He then put his hands on top of hers. "Ready?"

"Yeah"

Rocketman then pushed off the ground. He couldn't get over the fact how close they were to each other. His body was producing even more endorphins then it did after an intense weight training session. Or was that just hormones? It didn't matter. Whatever chemical reaction was going on inside him, it was making Rocketman unbelievably happy. They reached Karoline's house.

"Um. Yeah. Well. Um. Do you have a screen name? So we can um, erm, keep in contact," he asked.

"Yeah." She grabbed his arm and wrote down dundermifflinthisiskaroline. He began to pull his arm away but she then began writing something else.

It was her phone number. The first one that he had ever received from a girl.

His thoughts were interrupted when she asked what his screen name was. He then wrote on her hand zarastaraboii and his phone number. She laughed when he saw his screen name.

"What?" he asked with a confused expression on his face.

"Zarastaraboii?" Karoline replied. "Oh Rocketman I love you! Talk to you later tonight?"

"OH FO SHO!" Rocketman had another one of his outbursts. He blushed when she said 'I love you', even though he knew it was a friendly love. Like how you love a shirt, or a type of food, or a color. Rocketman didn't just want to be a color. That wasn't the type of love that he wanted.

He causally walked backwards and waved until Karoline closed the front door behind her. He got on his razor scooter and went home as fast as he could.

When he got home he quickly finished his homework and went down to dinner. His Grandmother Meekles was visiting from Des Moines. "Ello a Jimmie" she said. "Hi Meekles. What's for dinner?"

"Your favorite! Spaghetti and a meatball!" She handed him a plate of steaming noodles with a giant meatball on top, which he finished within moments. "You sure have the appetite of an athlete James"

"Well yeah...basketball was really hard today. I have something I need to do in my room." He ran out of the kitchen and leaped up the staircase taking four steps at a time until he reached his room. He could hear Grandma Meekles yell after him "Don't you hurt yourself! Oh my word. He is going to kill himself one day." Rocketman then sat down at the computer and pressed the power button. It seemed to take forever to turn on. Finally when it did, he signed on to AIM. Karoline was online. He sat starting at the blank box before him not knowing what to write. He typed: Yo.

Grandma Meekles opened his door and began to peer at his computer screen. "I hope that you are talking to a girl! Because then you will marry and have lots and lots of babies and I can have little great grandchildren running around and I can tell them stories of you as a little baby boy."

"Grandma. I am in 10th grade. I am only 15. Way too young to have babies."

"Well not necessarily. When I was fifteen I was already...."

"OKAY GRANDMA STOP NOW! PLEASE! BEFORE YOU SCAR ME FOR LIFE." Rocketman loudly interrupted.

"Okay my little cannolli. I will leave you alone with your girlfriend."

"Grandma Meekles! She is not my girlfriend!"

She began to walk out of the room and she then muttered "yet."

"PING" went his iChat.

zarastaraboii: YO

dundermifflinthisiskaroline: hey

zarastaraboii: what's up

dundermifflinthisiskaroline: homework. not much

zarastaraboii: thats phat.

dundermifflinthisiskaroline: what are you up 2

zarastaraboii: my g-ma meekles is visiting from des moines

dundermifflinthisiskaroline: cool.

zarastaraboii: wanna vid chat?

dundermifflinthisiskaroline: sure

zarastaraboii: alright then! lemme press the button

Right before he pressed the button a new window popped up. It was from Chet.

hottimansexi: what is karoline's sn?

zarastaraboii: idk what you are talking about.

hottimansexi: i know that you have it. what is it?

zarastaraboii: brb

Rocketman pressed the button to invite Karoline to video chat.

The computer made a 'ping' noise again.

hottimansexi: dude i know you are there

zarastaraboii: BRB

hottimansexi: can you give me her sn?

zarastaraboii: k its goldstarsparkles101. Rocketman chuckled to himself as he typed in Tiara's screen name

zarastaraboii: BRB now

Karoline accepted Rocketman's invitation to video chat

He waited patiently for his computer to work. He intently watched the screen for her face to pop up. And there it was. He waved and said "Hey." and she waved back too.

"You wouldn't believe what just happened" Rocketman said.

"What?"

"Chet just aked for your sn and..."

"And...?"

"I gave him Tiara's sn" Rocketman laughed again at the genius of his plan, However Karoline had a puzzled look on her face.

"Who?" she asked

"Oh, yeah. You don't know her. She is the head of the drama club.

"Oh cool. I haven't met her yet cause I'm not really big on drama, I'm more into dance."

"Oh really?" Rocketman asked enthusiastically.

"Yeah. I have been dancing since I was like 4. But I want to backstage stuff in plays and what not"

"Haha, that is cool. Yeah Tiara is quite the character."

"I bet. What is the drama with her?"

"Well to make it simple...don't get on her bad side. She can really destroy a person."

"Wow. That's a little scary."

"Um YA"

A little black box popped up in the video chat window. 'A private user is joining this chat' it said.

"Whose coming?" Rocketman asked.

"Mmmm I'm not sure," Karoline replied. "Some username I don't know requested to chat."

The face that popped up in the box was Chet Michaels. "Hey Girlie." he said in his deep voice. He then spotted Rocketman's angry face. Chet then sneered. "Whatchu you doing now"

"Um. We are just talking now."

"Hey babe...What are you doing after school tomorrow?"

"Studying. I have a HUGE Spanish test on Thursday."

"Hmm too bad you can't make it to MY basketball practice again Karoline. That really was a blast." Rocketman interjected.

"Hm. Well you know what? Karoline can come to MY football practice."

"Yeah, well she wants to come to basketball."

"What if she doesn't like basketball? What if she likes football?"

"Maybe she doesn't like football. All you have to be is gigantic and stupid to play."

"To play basketball you only have to be tall."

"Yeah, well you know what?"

"What?"

"Guys. I have to study for my test tomorrow. I can't go to either practice."

Rocketman made a noise that sounded strangely like "Harrumph"

Chet frowned. "Okay guys I actually gotta go. But I will see you tomorrow hun." HE winked at Karoline.

"Bye!" She said.

"Arrivaderci" Chet replied.

"That's my language!" Rocketman growled

Chet finally signed off of IM. Thank goodness, Rocketman thought.

"Yeah, I should probably sign off. It is getting kinda late."

"Hm. Okay. Um. Well. I was wondering if you wanted to walk to school tommorow? Um, with me?"

"I would like that very much. 7:40?"

"Yup, that is cool for me."

"Its a date. Bye."

Karoline then signed off.

Rocketman logged off of his computer and did a happy dance in his underwear.

A/N: Ok so Katherine was bored so she created a hottimansexi account on AIM, so it is legit. The other ones are not. Btw.