A/N: Hey! Thanks to: Siriuslee & Lisa for reviewing. Siriuslee: I'm not giving any hints about it, but I like your guess. Lisa: Thanks, and I'll try to put as much Jess/Darcy in here, but I don't want to shift the focus of it to them. I will, though, work on a Jess/Darcy story though. Any ways, sorry if this gets confusing. They are at the dance now. And the rest of my story will be Cassidy POV. I can't really write from a guy's mind, since I'm a girl. Ha ha. On with the story!

Disclaimer:I don't own the Mother Daughter Book Club. And, here's a thought: If I did, why would I be writing Fan Fictions about it? Yeah, there's a thought.

Cassidy's POV

We're here. Tristan shuts the car off and climbs out of the car. Him and Simon walk around to the other side of the car, where Megan and I are sitting. Honestly, I don't like it when he does it. It makes me feel helpless. I mean, I'm a big girl, I can do things myself. But the first we went somewhere together, I opened the door myself, and got out, and boy, Tristan was slightly annoyed, but more confused. That took a little bit of explaining, but I lost that battle, so now he always opens the door for me. Megan doesn't care. She likes it, apparently. I asked her why she liked it and she said that it was really sweet and polite for him to do that. I frankly, don't get it. Oh well. It doesn't matter. Tristan takes my hand as I climb out of the car. We look down the parking lot, and we see the others climb out of their car, a few cars down. We walk over to them, and walk towards the main entrance of Alcott High.

As we walk in to the school, there are chaperones standing at all the hallways, making sure the only place we go to is the gym. I see Mr. Flanagan, the principal, and a few parents. I glance around at the other kids around me. I see Ethan and Third with their dates, and a few other people I know from around school. As the crowd grows, Tristan holds my hand tighter, so he doesn't lose me in the crowd. I see the doors of the gym open, and see that we aren't moving towards them. I turn to Tristan, and ask him,

"Where are we going, the gym is that way." I tell him, pointing to the open doors.

"We're getting pictures taken. Didn't Becca or Emma tell you?" He asks, genuinely confused. Great. Leave it to my friends to not tell me that we were getting our pictures taken. I hate having my picture taken. I'd much rather be behind the camera. I know why they didn't tell me though. I probably wouldn't have gone. I mean a dress, pictures, and a dance! But I can see they had good intentions. They wanted all of us to be together and have fun.

As we reach the front of the line, a certain three letters creep into my mind again. TLC. That will be on my mind the entire evening. I start to think about the possible meanings for it. The Little Cat. Yeah, right. Toby Likes Cake. Like they would feed their parrot cake. As I think about this, we reach the front of the line, and are hustled onto the picture area. The photographer arranges us on the platform, in a way that all of us can be seen. He puts all the guys in back, since they are all taller than us. Except me though. He puts me and Tristan right in the middle. I look over to my other side. Darcy can't take his eyes off Jess. He must really, really like her. The photographer puts everyone with their date. Tristan wraps his arm around my waist, and pulls me closer. I wrap my arm around him, and we all smile as the photographer snaps the picture. We all file off the platform, and meet up with Ethan and Third. Third is holding Ashley's hand tightly and you can tell they really like each other. They have been going out since, about eighth grade I think. Ethan is standing next to his date. Her name is Idelia Thompson. We have never really talked, but she is super nice, and really pretty. You can plainly see that they are having a great time. We reach the doors, talking and laughing, and walk in.

The gym looks pretty good, I must say. There are a lot of balloons, and streamers all over. There's a DJ in the corner playing music, and music is pumping out of the speakers. We find a table, and decide to get something to eat, considering that we didn't have time to eat. We wander up to the refreshment table, and there's pizza, salad, cookies, pies, cake, and other desserts and stuff. All of the sudden it comes to me. Holy crap. I figured it out.
"Tristan!" I tell him. "I figured it out!" I say, very proud of myself.

"Well, what is it?" He asks me.

"Totally Loving Cake." I tell him, a smile creeping onto my face. He smiles and looks at me.

"Nice try, but no." He tells me, as he leans over and kisses my forehead. I sigh. Dang! I thought that was right. I guess not. Back to the drawing board. We each grab a slice of pizza and walk back over to our table. We sit down and start to eat. I look around again, and see everyone dancing. I can see Jess and Darcy and Megan and Simon dancing, and really having a good time. I glance at Tristan. He has a distant look on his face; one that I know means that he is off in Tristanland. I smile to myself. He is just so funny. He catches me chuckling to myself and raises an eyebrow. I shake my head and grab his hand. "Let's dance, Tris." I tell him. I take his hand and pull him on to the dance floor.

We reach the dance floor, and I start to dance. Tristan takes a little while though. But he starts dancing. We are definitely not the best dancers out there, but we're better than some people. I don't know most of the songs that the DJ is playing. Most of them are Top 40, and I listen to the variety station when I'm in the car. The DJ is playing a few songs that I know, but I don't care. I'm a dancing fool. The song we're dancing to fades into a slow song. Tristan looks at me and takes my hands. We start to dance, slowly to the music. The last time we danced like this was, either at the skating competition over the summer, or at the Regency Ball. The skating one doesn't count, probably because we were skating, and not dancing technically. Oh well. I'm having fun though. Whoa. Did I just say I was having fun? I'm at a dance, wearing a dress, got my picture taken, wearing makeup, and a pink flower in my hair! But, I am, with my friends, dancing with a guy who likes me, eating food, and actually, enjoying it. Wow. Never thought that I would ever say that. Tristan looks over my shoulder at someone. He nods quickly. We walk quickly off the dance floor and towards the doors. I turn around and see Emma, Stewart, Simon, Megan, and all the rest. We walk out of the school, towards our cars, and climb in. I look at Tristan and ask him,

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." He answers me simply.

I turn around and look at Megan.

"Do you know where we're going?" I ask her.

"No idea." She answers me.

I look around the car. Where are we going?

A/N: Dun dun DUN! Just kidding. They aren't kidnapping them or anything. It's a surprise! Any more guesses on TLC? This was supposed to go up earlier this week, like Thursday or Wednesday, but I was busy. I know. Excuses. I had started it, and I didn't like it, so I just left it. I felt, uninspired. I'll try to finish this story up, by at least the second week of April, maybe. But I'm starting softball [If the snow ever melts] like, next week, and I won't have as much time to write. But, I won't abandon this story. I hate it when people do that. They write like, three chapters, and then they just leave it. No offense if you have done that. Anyway, read and review. Thanks.

P.S.:: I want to write the next chapter SO badly, but I can't. I have to research for a Social Studies project, due on Friday. [Which I haven't started..Ooops.] And, I just finished my math homework, which I didn't understand, but oh well. And I have to finish a painting for Studio Art too. I really want to write this next chapter. It's killing me. So this chapter will be up on, Thursday, Friday, or Saturday at the very latest. Cause my entire week is free, but I have a school thing on Friday, so not on Friday probably. And now I'm rambling. This is pleasant. Oh, and I'm thinking about a Jess/Darcy one too. My brain is on overload here. And I'm still rambling. Oh, and one more thing. This one was short, like only half the legnth of the first chapter. But I'm breaking the events up into chapters, so next chapter will be the mystery place, and then so on. Yeah, this A/N is super duper long. BuhBye for now, and gracias. - I just went all Spanish there. Can you beleive that? And that reminds me. I have a Spanish presentation tomorrow. Wow, I'm like writing my entire homework schedule here. Lo siento! - More Spanish. Bye for realzies this time. :]

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