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Chapter 2 of Never Gonna Feel That Way Again

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Months Later

"You know, Kate, I've heard rumors that Tony DiNozzo is going to ask you to prom." Ashley Baker said.

"Really?" Kate asked, slightly blushing.

"I was talking to Jake and he said he was supposed to ask you to Homecoming and the Winter Formal but he never did."

"How long have you two been dating?" Kate asked curiously.

"Since October. So…that would make it…about seven months. You two would seriously be cute together."

"Ashley, shut up! He'd never ask me. He's got Jenny Roberts drooling all over him. Everyone's expecting him to ask her." Kate informed.

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Lunchtime at North High School was chaos. Kate was having trouble looking for her friends in the large crowd.

"Kate?"

She expected to turn around and see Ashley or someone else she normally ate lunch with. She didn't expect to turn around and see Tony standing there.

"Hi…Tony…um…what's up?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"Sure. What do you need?"

Wow, this is the most awkward conversation ever, Kate thought.

"I was wondering if you needed a date for the Senior Prom. Do you?"

Kate shrugged. "I'm sure I'll find a date eventually."

"I'll take you…if you want," Tony stumbled for words.

Kate smiled to her self. She had never seen him be like this. Tony was always the cocky jock. Now he was the awkward teenager asking a girl to prom.

"Sure, I'd like that."

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"Mom! Mom!"

"Anthony, shh!" his mother said, "What do you need?"

"I can't dance. I've got a date for prom and I can't dance." Tony just wouldn't come out and say it.

"And you need my help. I'll help you. Come on. Go set up the record player in the garage. I'll meet you there." his mom said, standing up from the kitchen table.

"The record player?"

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"One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four," she counted in time.

Tony tripped over his own feet.

He groaned. "Mom, I'm never gonna get this. It's too hard. I'll just cancel."

"No, you will not!" she scolded him, "Just keep trying. You'll get it."

Tony kept dancing. He kept stepping on his mom's feet.

"Mom? Do you think I could borrow Dad's dodge for prom?"

"Fill 'er up before you come home," his father said from behind him.

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Tony and Kate walked through the doors of the high school gym to find it all decorated for the occasion.

The girls stared at Kate with an envious glare, wishing that the white corsage on Kate's wrist was on theirs.

They danced to a couple of songs and then stood in the corner and casually talked.

"This is kind of boring." Kate said monotonously.

"Wanna get out of here?" Tony suggested.

"Yeah, let's go. By the way, I didn't know you could dance like that. Who taught you?"

"My mother." Tony said embarrassedly.

"Why do you say it like that?"

"Because…it's…my mother." he told her quietly.

Kate laughed.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. I think it's cute that 'Mr. I-Can-Do-Anything-Big-Football-Star' had to ask his mom for help."

Tony grinned.

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Tony took Kate to the lake outside of his parent's property. Technically, they were trespassing.

"Wow, it's so pretty."

They were sitting in the bed of Tony's pick up truck, staring out at the moon's reflection on the lake. There was a comfortable silence between them.

Tony looked over at Kate. Her make-up was done perfectly and her soft curls framed her delicate face.

Kate could feel his eyes on her. She looked at him. She leaned over and kissed him.

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So…what happens next? Well, anyone who knows the song can figure it out.