I almost stopped right then and there. I couldn't believe I was doing this. It was the day after Jim and I had made the bet that I couldn't stand one date with the janitor at Starfleet Academy. I did stop for a moment in my tracks, and looked back over my shoulder and saw Jim, Jessica, and Ryan watching me from under an enormous tree. They were cracking up, while I stood in my position, debating whether or not I could go through with this. Half of me told myself to turn back and just go on the date with Jim, and the other half told me to keep moving.

I listened to both halves, and considered them both. The half that told me to just skip the disgusting janitor and go on the date with Jim had a few good points. For example, it reminded me that Jim was a respected captain, and going out with him would make me respected too. The other half argued that that would just make me seem like a slut, because everyone would think we'd be having sex, since that's what Jim only seemed to want.

The half that told me to keep going had even better points though. It told me that if I turned back, Jim would think I was weak, and so would everyone else that knew about the bet. Plus, it would make me seem like I didn't even agree with my theory about how your looks and profession don't matter. And then, that would make me seem even more of a loser. I figured that that point alone was good enough, so I kept walking, taking a deep breath before I walked up to him, and tapped his shoulder.

"Yes?" he asked in a gruff voice. I was worried about his age, and was scared that maybe he was a lot older then I, so I told Jessica about the bet that night, and she assured me that he was not too old, and could be my boyfriend, without getting too creepy.

"Hi, I'm Audrey," I introduced, holding out my hand, which he ignored. Awkwardly, I pulled my hand back and scratched my neck. I looked over to see Jim, Ryan, and Jessica laughing even harder, their faces turning red from laughter.

"I don't got much time. Tell me whattcha need and then go away," he growled, continuing to sweep the sidewalk.

"Well, I actually was wondering if you wanted to, um, you know, go on a date with me," I took a deep breath after I got that entire sentence out, and felt like I couldn't breathe. It felt like I had just said over 800 words in less than ten seconds. I felt like hyperventilating.

The janitor stopped sweeping and looked up at me. He leaned against the broom and smiled. Surprisingly, he had a nice smile. It wasn't so bad, and when he did smile, his whole appearance didn't seem so bad. A couple of main things that made him look so weird were his greasy and long hair, which could be fixed, and the fact that he had two flies constantly zooming around his head. I wondered how he could stand having them annoy him so. If that were me, they'd be dead by now.

"Now what's a pretty young thing like you doin' askin' out an ugly old man like me?" he asked, rising his eyebrows just like Jim did, except when Jim did it, he was a little bit cuter then this janitor.

"You're not ugly!" I protested, pretending like I was telling the truth. "And you're not old either!" I added at the last moment.

"Are you being serious?"

I gulped in uncertainty before I replied, "Dead serious." My mom used to always tell me to never lie, and I always used to think that she was telling me that because lying was unfaithful and a stupid thing to do… but now I really know why she didn't want me to it's because I absolutely suck at lying.

"Alright, alright," he said, smiling again. "I'll tell you what, meet me here tomorrow night at 6, and I promise I'll give you a dinner you'll never forget," he said, trying his best to act suggestive, even though he couldn't quite pull it off.

That's for sure. I'll never forget this date! My mind started to race again and suddenly, I didn't feel as confident. The little voice inside of me was telling me to run away now, before I actually went threw with this, but the over half was overpowering, and seemed to control my motives better than anything. I didn't even think my heart could overshadow me this time. "Will do," I replied, giving another small awkward smile before turning away and casually turning around and walking towards my three tormentors sitting under the tree.

OoOo

I stared at myself in the mirror, looking at my dark brown hair with loose curls settling against my shoulders. The soft pink eye shadow I swept on complimented my chocolate brown eyes, which glimmered slightly in the light of the dorm room. My tan skin was moist and smooth along with my lips, which were coated with a natural colored lip-gloss.

"You look gorgeous!" Jessica exclaimed as she walked from the bathroom, her own hair done with pretty curls and black eyeliner and a beautiful black dress that cut off at her thighs.

Tonight was our double date. The night I would finally have some one-on-one time with James Kirk, and to be honest, I didn't think I'm ready. My heart pounded anxiously and my hands shook slightly. My mind told me to stop being ridiculous, especially since I claim I don't even like him. If Jessica could hear my heart and see my hands, she would definitely think I like him. Which I don't… right?

"You look wonderful too," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Thanks! I tried a different shade of black for eyeliner for tonight," she explained. "Usually I wear a lighter black, almost a dark grey, but tonight I'm wearing jet black. So, how does it look?" she asked excitedly, opening her eyes wider as if that would make the color any darker or better.

"Beautiful. Ryan's going to love it," I smiled because I truly mean that. Earlier today, when I had just finished asking the janitor out, Ryan had told me he was excited for our date tonight. And that he couldn't wait to tell Jessica how he really felt.

"Aw, you're so sweet!" she said, letting out a small squeal of excitement before she pulled me into a large hug.

I laughed and embraced her like we did when we were kids. Ryan, Jessica and I had all been friends. Ever since tenth grade. I knew Jessica for even longer than that, but we met Ryan in tenth, and became a trio of friends then. We all decided to come to Starfleet Academy and we still manage to be friends now. Sometimes, I hoped that we never stop being friends, because they are really all that I have to count on anymore.

"So are you nervous for your date?" Jessica asked as she admired herself in the mirror, standing next to me.

"No. And it's not even a date," I replied coolly, trying my best to make myself sound believable.

"Jim sure thinks it's a date."

"I'm sure he does," I said simply. I don't want her to think that I'm excited for this in any way.

Jessica shrugged and continues to flip her hair and smile into the mirror, adding more lip-gloss and mascara occasionally. I stared at her for a moment and then went back into the bathroom to add more mascara myself. My hands shook as I painted my already dark lashes with more volume and length. I smiled at myself, the finished project, and then walked back into the room where Jessica was still fixing her hair in the mirror.

Before I could speak and tell her how beautiful she looked, a knock on the door told us that Kirk and Ryan were here. I took one last glance at myself in the mirror, and then slowly but confidently, open the door.

Sure enough, Kirk and Ryan were both standing right outside the door. The very same sexy smile is planted on Kirk's face, while Ryan has a small, sweet smile on his. I felt like I can almost see nerves flicker in his beautiful brown eyes.

"Hey Audrey," Ryan said, running his hand through his hair. "You guys ready?"

"Yes sir," Jessica replied lightly, giving him a flirtatious smile.

Ryan held out his hand to his date, who accepted it gratefully, and walked side-by-side out first. And then it was just me and Jim. He stared at me, that big stupid, yet gorgeous smile planted on his face, and he eyed me up and down before finally, he stepped to the side and said, "After you."

I rolled my eyes and walked out the door, surprised when his hand slipped sneakily into mine as we walked out of the building. And even though I'd only known him for a short time, I knew that his hand was meant to be there.

Wait a minute.

My heart stopped and my eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. I wasn't supposed to feel this way about Jim. He was a player, someone that would take my heart and crush it into millions of pieces, just for one night of sex and alcohol. I shook my head, but the feeling wouldn't shake that deep down inside, I felt something for him. Something that I couldn't control. And for a moment, I wanted to slap myself in the face, because I knew my heart was just playing games with me. Jim was undeniably extremely attractive and charming, but even all the charm in the world couldn't make up for the fact that he was a completely shallow basturd that only thought about one thing: sex.

"You look beautiful tonight." I jumped back into reality when I heard Jim spoke. And when I finally registered what he had said, my heart leapt a million feet into the air. He just told me I was beautiful. Oh boy.

"Thanks," I replied, trying to hold in the humongous smile that wanted to burst out onto my face.

"Anytime. It's true, though. You're probably the most beautiful person on campus. Well, besides me of course," he joked, staring straight ahead, swinging my arm slightly as we walked about five paces behind Ryan and Jessica

"Wow thanks, Jim. I think that could very well be the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," I said sarcastically, even though I somewhat meant it.

"So what's your story? I mean, there is no denying it: you're hot. So how come your not dating anyone?" he asked, glancing at me slightly, and squeezing my hand a little tighter.

"Well, like I've said before; it takes more than just good looks to have a relationship. But I don't know. I guess I just haven't found the right one," I admitted, staring down at my feet.

"The right one, huh? So your into the whole 'true love', 'soul mate' bullshit, huh?"

"It's not bullshit, Jim. Some people really can find true love you know. Not all people just look for one night stands and strip clubs." He laughed, but then became serious again.

"Well, you know, if you think about it, the people that spend their whole lives looking for that special someone, miss out on so much. I mean, I understand where they come from. Who doesn't want to know that every morning when they wake up, their one true love will be right next to them, being with them every step of the way. But all love stories end the same, Audrey. Broken hearts and lots of tissues. I'd rather enjoy my life, and be happy, than sit at home eating chocolate until I explode."

I slowed down and looked at him in shock. Sure, his reasoning wasn't exactly the way most people thought about life, but he still had a point. I never thought of it like the way he described it. And in a way, he was completely right. I mean, I for one, could never do what he does; sleep with someone and then forget they ever existed the next day, but somehow, his little speech moved me. And all I could do was look at him and smile.

"I never thought of it like that before," I finally said. "You must've been thinking about that for quite a while now, huh?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, believe it or not, I do have a heart.," he laughed.

"Well let's not go too far. If you do happen to have a heart, it must be ice cold. I mean, I could never do what you do."

"And what exactly is it that I do?" he asked, looking at me curiously.

"What do you do? You play people, Jim. You suck them in, and you completely hypnotize them, until they fall under your charming spell, and then you sleep with them, and then the next morning, your gone. Just like that. You don't even think twice."

"Yeah, well, what're you gonna do?" he laughed, shrugging innocently.

"I love how you take this all as a joke. It's not a joke to the girl that really liked you, and felt betrayed when you left her naked in a bed after you took advantage of her and then left her to cry in the morning when she wakes up and guess what? You're no where to be found."

He opened his mouth to reply, but then we both stopped talking when Jessica and Ryan looked back and shouted, "Are you guys coming or what?"

I hadn't realized that we were far behind them now. I was too involved in our conversation. And I liked the fact that we were able to have the discussion. And even though I knew he was still shallow, it helped me see him from a different point of view. A better point of view. And I liked that, because part of me didn't want to see him as shallow anymore. I liked him, and I couldn't control it. He had me under his charming little spell, and part of me really liked that.

Jim walked faster, pulling me along with him, and we caught up with Ryan and Jessica at the entrance of the restaurant. I let go of Jim's hand and started chatting with Jessica, who seemed eager to tell me about the walk she just shared with Ryan. Jim and Ryan parted a little ways away from us too, talking quietly to each other, occasionally laughing and looking over our way.

"I think he really likes me Audrey! He told me that I looked absolutely gorgeous and that he can't believe he hadn't noticed how amazing and beautiful I was before!" she exclaimed, smiling from ear to ear.

"That's so great Jessica, I'm so happy for you!" I said, truly meaning it.

"Thanks Audrey. Well, how's your date going?" she asked, glancing over at Jim and Ryan, who were looking back at us.

"Are we on a double date, or are you guys on the date by yourselves?" Ryan asked, clearly annoyed that we were not talking with them.

"Sorry," Jessica muttered, offering a small smile, and then we both walked over to Jim and Kirk.

"I'll seat you guys now," a waitress said, turning around and heading over to a table with our menus. We followed her. At the table, Jim pulled out the chair for me, as Ryan did for Jessica.

"Wow, for such a pig, you do have some manners," I whispered to Jim before he sat down.

"Hey, it's a good way to get the ladies," he said, winking at me.

I rolled my eyes and scanned the menu. After settling on a simple garden salad, Jim, Jessica, Ryan, and I talked and laughed throughout the entire dinner. We all got along great, and I noticed that behind Jim's always trying to attract persona, he was actually a half-decent guy. And he had a great sense of humor. And every time he looked at me, my heart jumped about ten feet into the air. And that's when it all came to me. I had fallen. I fell head over heels for James Kirk. And instead of the usually hatred I felt for myself when I felt something like this for him, I actually smiled, and came to terms with the fact that I actually had feelings for him.

I had fallen for Jim, and somehow, I was perfectly fine with that outcome.

A/N: Hey guys, so I know it's been like years since I've posted a new chapter, and most of you have probably given up on me, but I've been really busy with school and stuff, so I haven't had time to write. So, I hope you can forgive me and read and review this chapter. I know its not much, but I figured I owe you guys something. Hopefully, I'll update quicker next time if I get more reviews. I love you guys! (And Chris Pine!) ;)

P.S.: If you like Chris Pine, as much as I do, you really need to see Blind Dating.. It was so cute and funny! And he looked AMAZING, by the way. So see it! : ) And review my story!