Jesus, has it been 70000 years already?

So much catching up to do! I owe you guys alot!

Lots of TxG action, so please look forward to the next chapter!

"Where are you taking me?" Gwen asked and giggled as Trent took her hand and pulled her down the stairs.

"You weren't planning on staying on the roof all day, were you?" -He smiled. They were going to the third floor. His apartment?

Just as the tall boy was unlocking the door, the short goth got a text message from Frankie saying her aunt wants her to come back quickly for lunch. She wanted to scream out of dissapointment. Just when the fun was starting..!

"I have to go." She sighed. "Maybe we could meet up later?"

"I can't, band practice."

-He's in a band! Could this get any better?

"But that means you owe me your Saturday." He smiled.

"Like... a date?" Gwen felt her cheeks burning up. Being so direct allways embaressed her, but if there was one thing she hated, it was being unsure. She prefered to embaress herself than not being sure if it is or isn't a date.

"Yeah. A date." The tall boy replied and smiled, blushing a bit, himself. Gwen smiled widely. "Ok. I'll see you then. Apartment fourty two!" She said simpley and got on th lift. All the way up to the eighth floor, she squealed of happiness and excitement.

"Hello!" Susan greeted happily as her neice walked in. "Had fun in the sun?"

"I guess you can say that." Gwen giggled mysteriously. "What are you hiding?" Asked Frankie, who saw right through her. "Nothing, you little brat." She teased lovingly.

"I made chinese food! Enjoy!" Susan put two plates infront of the children.

"This looks great!" Gwen said. Frankie looked at her as if she was an alien. "W-what?" She mumbled. "Nothing. You'll find out soon enough..."

Gwen brushed off the subject with a shrug, until she took a bite of the food; and understood why Frankie made such a face. She looked like she was about to puke - the food looked amazing, but somehow, tasted aweful.

"Don't worry," Said Frankie, "You'll get used to it." He had a disgusted face as he endured another bite.

The rest of the day was quite boring. There wasn't much to do but watch TV, fill in the sodoku book the goth brought and pray to god that they'll order-in dinner.

Sadly, that wasn't how it went; the aunt made pasta, and this time, it also looked revoulting. Gwen used hher long, long bath as an excuse to miss dinner, which after she quickly left to bed.

"Going to sleep already, hun?" Asked the surprised aunt. "Yeah, I'm really tired." She lied. She was just extremely bored, and wanted to have alot of energy for the day before her; although she had a hard time sleeping from excitement.

The moment the bell rung, Gwen jumped up like a dog expecting it's owner. She got ready from the moment she woke up; she wore the best corset she brought along, a short black miniskirt, she put on makeup and tried to get her hair to look the best she could. It was twelve in the afternoon when the one she was looking faward to finally arrived.

Frankie shot up and ran to the door; even though he stayed at his aunt's a lot, she didn't get many visitors at all.

"Freeze!" The goth commanded, and her little brother stood still in a running pose. "Back." She ordered, and he done as she said. She then shooed him and went to thge door herself.

"Hi!" She greeted Trent. He looked even more amazing than the day before, now smiling to her greatly. "Hey," He said back. "You ready?"

Gwen nodded. "I'm going out!" She informed Frankie and left before she could anwer his question, "Where?"

Until the two finally left the building, there was an awkward silence between them.

"Where are we going?" Gwen finally asked. "Umm," The tall boy murmured, "How about the cinema?"

"Sounds good." The goth smiled.

"So, you're in a band?"

The two continued to chat happily as they walked to the cinema. Trent told her about his band, that he plays the guitar, and how they have a gig coming up. Gwen told him about her previous house, city, why they moved here.

"What do you fancy seeing?" Asked Trent and looked around at the many movie posters around. "Umm..." Gwen looked around and then approached a poster. "How about this one?"

"'Prom Night Zombie Disaster'?" He read. "Yeah. Do you want to see something else?" She asked, feeling unsure.

"No, this seems great." He laughed a little. "I had a feeling you'll pick this one."

"Really? Why's that?" She asked as they went to buy tickets. "You just seem the type."

Gwen smiled as they got popcorn and entered the theater.

Half past the movie, Gwen and Trent couldn't help themselfs from laughing loudly. The movie was so blunt and horribly played that they couldn't stop laughing at how bad it was.

Trent reached his hand to the popcorn just at the same moment Gwen did. Their hands touched for a moment, and they both blushed completely.