A/N: It was 2 to 1, so, here you have it: My date with…

"Kevin Lynch!" I didn't even bother to argue. I was too scared.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you about one of the rules: After each date, you have to kiss your date." I frowned. I couldn't help it, I had to question this.

"Do they know that's the rule?" She looked at me irritably.

"Well, of course!" I nodded.

"Right this way."

Half an hour later, I was at a Mexican restaurant, looking at the menu, trying very hard to ignore the man across the table. He grinned.

"So, you're actually a writer? I just can't see myself doing that. I want to be doing something that matters!" I was pretty sure that assaulting a member of the police force, no matter how called for, was illegal, so I just smiled at him tightly, and said,

"If one person reads my stories and likes them, I feel like I've made a difference, you know?" He shrugged.

"If you say so." I nodded.

"I do." His face lit up.

"You said 'I do!'" I looked at him, confused.

"Yeah?"

"Don't you see? You said 'I do'! You agreed to marry me!" He burst out laughing. I frowned, but forced a laugh. I also forced an answer that wasn't "Get away from me!"

"No, I think that might take another date or two…" I forced another weak laugh. He nodded.

"That, I can do!" I nodded.

"Right… So have you decided what to order?" I asked, deciding a change of topic was an order.

"No, I was too busy looking at something pretty sweet!" I literally forced myself to stay still. I couldn't even bring myself to smile.

"Well, you might want to order some food." He chuckled.

"Hmmm…. you're right…" Just then, the waitress walked up.

"My name's Nicole, and I'll be your waitress today. What can I get you to drink?" I opened my mouth to answer, but was cut off.

"We'll have Dr. Pepper." She nodded. I frowned. Forcing myself to stay calm on the outside, I spoke up,

"Actually, Nicole, He will have Dr. Pepper. I'll have water." She nodded.

"Yes Ma'am!" I waited until she walked off, before turning to Kevin.

"I am allergic to caffeine. I can't drink Dr. Pepper." He nodded, but he actually seemed mad. At me! When she returned with our drinks, she asked,

"Have you decided what to order, or do you need a few more minutes?" I opened my mouth, but I couldn't think of a thing to say, except,

"My date's being a jerk. Can I go?" So, I didn't say anything at all. Kevin, however, answered,

"We'll have a tostada to share. Extra beans." I closed my eyes. I wasn't a tostada person, I didn't like beans, and sharing a plate with him was the last thing I wanted to do. But the faster we ate, the faster I could leave. So I nodded. Nicole smiled and said,

"The happy couple is getting along, right?" Kevin exclaimed,

"Oh, yes, she's a pure sweetheart, and with her sweetness and my charm…" I interrupted,

"I'm actually kind of a hungry sweetheart," I commented, hiding my sarcasm slightly. Nicole shot me a sympathetic look, before hurrying off to get the food. Kevin turned to me.

"Are you ok? You're acting kind of weird." I stared at him.

"I guess I just like having some say in what I eat, that's all." He laughed, like it was all a joke. I shook my head. Whatever. I just wanted to get out of there ASAP. We ate in silence, except for the occasional complaint from him about his co-workers. After we'd eaten, when it was time to go, I drew in a breath and stood. He spoke up,

"I hope you choose me. This date has been better than all of the ones with Penelope combined!" That was the last straw. To act like a jerk on our date was one thing, but to actually complain about his current girlfriend while we're on a date? Nuh-uh! I angrily did the mandatory kiss, before saying sweetly,

"Well, our date's over. Guess what I'm going to do now?" He looked at me excitedly.

"What?" I slapped him and ran off. In my note-book, I put: "On a scale of 1 to 10? Is there a zero? No way, not happening. Jerk. Did get to slap him, though!" Strauss called.

"Jean? Just so you know, tomorrow your date will be with…"

A/N: So, who am I dating next? It's up to you!