Chapter 13! I'm on a roll today! I wrote chapters 11, 12, 13… I should write 14 and 15 tonight too. Oh yeah… even if you're sick of hearing it, I'm still out of town by now. :P But I'm a slacker and writing all of the chapters in one night. So yeah… I wrote this probably over a week before you'll be reading it, if that makes sense. It's boggling my mind. XD -is listening to I'll Cover You ten bazillion times- ((…)) are author's notes.

Miranda: Okay, Katy lied, and this is the last chapter that she left me. She comes back tomorrow and after I kidnap her on Saturday for sleepover and mall and swimming in her pool and singing Rent at the top of our lungs, there should be another chapter :) So this is my last update on this story. So I just came to say goodbye, loves, goodbye, loves! Just came to say goodbye, loves, goodbye -end of Rent tangent- Well, bye! Come read my stories :D

Disclaimer: AS ALWAYS, I don't own anything!
--More Shopping and Staying in Motels--

-Collins' POV-

Argh! I hate school. Thankfully it's almost over! Can't wait for the weekend- Angel and I are going over to the same town where we had our first date to do some shopping. He agreed that he needs some newer clothes. We grabbed most of the boring/annoying/not-fitting stuff out of his closet and took it to the thrift store.

Friday afternoons are the worst times to be anticipating something. Time always- always- slows down to the point where every second seems like a minute. Finally the last few seconds tick away and the bell rings. Angel and I cheer as we gather our stuff and go to our lockers.

"Collins… Let's just go for the whole weekend. I have some money from doing chores for neighbors, so we can just get a motel room or something. It'll be like a vacation!" I raise an eyebrow at that.

"But Ang, aren't your parents really strict about you going out? And won't you have the car?"

"We have another car- my dad works, but my mom won't need to go anywhere. And if she does it won't be out of town. Come on- be spontaneous!"

"Okay! Let's do it. It'll be fun!" I give in, and we head back to my house. I dump everything out of my backpack and put in some clean clothes and some money I had saved up. Angel grins at me. I call to my parents as we're leaving- "Bye! I'm going out with Angel for a while!"

We go over to his house and he does the same, getting some clean clothes and money. He also grabs the wig he wore to Roger's party and puts it in his backpack. His mom tells him to try to be back early, but not to worry about a curfew because it's the weekend and she trusts us. Once we're outside and sitting in the car it really hits me what we're doing.

"Wow. We're completely disobeying our parents."

"I know! Isn't it fun? We'll probably get grounded for… forever. But it'll be worth it right?"

Yeah. It'll definitely be worth it. I roll down the window before we leave and shout out the window-

"To anarchy! To revolution! No day but today!"

Angel laughs. "You're weird. Where did you get that, from your philosophy books?"

"Well anarchy and revolution are two of my favorite things, and I don't remember exactly where I got the last part. It sounded cool. I probably heard it on TV or in a movie or something." I shrug it off, and Angel starts the car.

-Angel's POV-

((I'm listening to the first half of RENT. Not the second half- it makes me cry. And then my story would turn angsty and that wouldn't be good.))

We're finally having fun! Driving a car is slightly difficult when your passenger keeps saying hilarious things, though, so I turn on the radio to stop him from making any more jokes. Unfortunately the next song on the radio is a love song. Oh god, please don't let him start singing.

"Hey, Ang- I love this song!" He starts singing along, and I giggle hysterically.

"Stop distracting me while I'm driving! If I hit anything- or anyone- it's your fault!" He pouts for a few minutes, but he stops singing. I sigh.

"Angel? You know I love you right? I was just thinking… I haven't told you that lately. I love you."

"I love you too, honey. More than anything." Collins leans over and kisses me on the cheek. We drive for a few minutes in silence (except for the radio) until he says something.

"Hey, wasn't that the road we were supposed to take, like five minutes ago?"

"Shit. Well… I'll just turn around and we'll go back."

We finally arrive at a little shopping center in the middle of town, and I get out of the car.

"Thomas Collins, you are driving on the way back so I can bug you." He laughs and pulls me into a hug.

"Fine. Just don't make me hit anything- or anyone- or it'll be your fault."

We go into a little store with clothing displayed in the window. It's like… the center of all things un-fashion. I love it. We quickly find several things for me to try on, and I find a few shirts for Collins. He looks at them skeptically, but I make him go into the nifty dressing rooms. I go in too, and we both come out wearing what we picked out for each other. We laugh, and try on the other clothes.

By the end of the evening I have two new skirts and some funky green shoes that Collins pointed out. We look for a motel to stay at, and soon find one. My parents are probably already freaking out.

"Should we call them?"

"Nah. Let them worry for another hour. Then we'll call and it'll be too late for them to do anything about it."

I flop down on the bed in the motel room.

"This place is gross. I don't like it. The bathroom is dirty, and the carpet has stains- is that a bloodstain?" I start complaining, and Collins laughs.

"Sorry Ang. This was the best I could do on short notice and with twenty bucks. You'll just have to stay out of the bathroom, and from now on I'll carry you so you won't have to touch the carpet." I stick out my tongue at him.

"Your sarcasm is noted, and appreciated."

"Aw, is Angel feeling sad? Does she worry about what her parents are going to think?"

"Speak for yourself. And since when am I a 'she'?"

"Since the other day. Remember? You're a girl, and I'm not gay." I laugh at that, and he sits on the bed next to me.

"But that's only when I'm in a skirt, remember? And what will your parents think? They'll probably say 'Oh, our poor Tommy was corrupted by that horrible cross-dresser who stole him away from us!'"

We proceed to have a pillow fight, which eventually dies down to a snuggle-fest on the bed.

"Angel? I'm really happy."

"Me too."

A moment of silence.

"Weren't you going to call your parents?"

"SHIT!" I jump up and run outside, getting change out of my pocket for the pay-phone. I quickly put the coins in the slot and dial my home phone number.

"Hello?" A worried voice answers.

"Hey, mom? It's Angelo."

"Oh, thank god. Where are you? We were worried sick about you, not coming home- do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Um… no? I actually don't know what time it is."

"It's 11:30 at night!"

"I thought you said not to worry about a curfew?"

"Well… I guess I did. But you could have called and told us where you were. Which you still haven't done."

"I'm staying with Collins tonight, okay mom? I'll be back tomorrow afternoon."

We say good night and I hang up the phone, sighing. I walk back to the room and find Collins sitting on the bed- with a cell phone.

"Bastard! You made me use a pay-phone!"

"Sorry. I forgot I had it with me until you were outside. What did you tell them?"

"The truth. I said I was staying with you tonight."

"Did you tell them that in fact, we are staying in a motel room in another town with no parental supervision?"

"No. Why the hell would I do that?" I hug him and we lie down on the bed together, falling asleep after a few minutes.

Whee Review please. -is watching RENT… it just happens to be on the "Today 4 U" scene with Angel dancing and doing all that cool drumming-ness-