Second date! Second date! Second Date!

Lilly and Jet held hands as they passed through the gate and found their seats high int the wooden bleachers. They waited for the race to start and had a random conversation.

"So you got your license...how did I not know that?" Lilly said.

"Nobody knew, but it wasn't that important. I got it almost 8 years ago."

"I got mine when I was 15."

"I had to retake it when I was 22 because I hadn't driven in 3 years."

"As long as you renew yours here, you can drive even if it was 20 years ago." She laughed.

"How'd you get yours when you were 15?"

"In my first year of highschool I took a class on how to fix cars and stuff. They let me get mine early. That's how I know how to restore old cars. I even built a car from scratch."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It took a really long time but I did it."

"G and I built the jet pack in a few months."

"I thought you built it yourself."

"I made my first one a few years before I joined the PSA."

"Do you still have it?"

"Yeah. It's in a case in my office."

"I think I restored my first car when I was 18 and it was an 84 Chevy Camero and my second was aaa..." She thought for a second. "A 1946 Ford Coupe."

"How long did it take?"

"Well I had to order 17 parts for the engine. That took a few months for each piece. I think the whole thing took about six months."

They finnished talking a few minutes later the National Anthem played. They sat down as the cars lined up. A man stepped out on the edge of the pits. "Gentlemen, start. Your. Engines!" The racers started up their cars and the pace car stsrted moving. After a whole lap of following the pace car, the pace car left into the field behind the pits and the card accelerated to full speed.

Jet had his arm around Lilly and she had her head in his shoulder. They were both sipping on Coke and watching closely. There were 75 laps for this race. There ended up being 9 cautions, and a full crash were they had to pull all the racers off the track. One guy bumped another during a caution and he got mad. Later in the race, he bumped him back, causing him to flip over the fence. Since he totaled his car, he couldn't race anymore. Angrily, he ran across the track approaching the stopped cars and tried to best the guy up that made him flip. (I actually went to a race when that happened.)

Afrer the race, the couple got back in the car.

"Sooo whaddya thiiiink?"

"It was pretty cool. I liked it way better than I thought I would. Aaand I liked being with you."

"Aww." She giggled.

"But there's one more place I want to go."

"Where?"

"You'll see." He answered. She started to think.

"Oh no. Is he going to propose. I've heard of this so many times. I would marry him, but I don't think I'm ready. Maybe he's not. I mean, we've only been dating for about six months. That's not long enough. Right? Uhhg. Ok you know what? If he does, it ok. We love eachother. We're old enough. Oh my gosh! What would daddy say? Uhhg I haven't seen him in years! Oh cod help me."

She smiled timidly at him. She put her flipper on his arm while he drove.

"Seriously, where are we going." She complained.

"Nowhere." He chuckled.

"GuuUUUUy!" She complained.

"No seriously. We're going nowhere." A few minutes later, the car came to a stop in the middle of a field. Jet was right. They were nowhere.

"Come on." He said hopping onto the hood of the car. She followed him and layed there beside him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. They lied on the car and talked for what seemed like hours.

"When did you move to Club Penguin?" Lilly asked.

"Well I was born here and moved to Agona when I was five. Then when I was seven we moved back and I've been there ever since."

"I moved here a few months before I was hired at the PSA."

"Why did you move anyways?"

"I wanted to get away from the Militia and...Nick." She said awakwardly. Jet took her hand in his.

"Hey you know if you ever want to talk about anything you know I'm here right?"

"Yeah."

"Even if it's 2:00 in the morning, just call me and I'll be right over." She smiled. "So after you had Annabelle...did you finish school?" He asked.

"Kind of. The government let me go to college when I was 15 because of her. I studied music for 2 years, Harvard law for... the obvious, for a year, and automotives for another 2. For one year I studied mechanics and making weapons."

"So you went for 7 years."

"Six. I split mechanics and weaponry into half years, but was in campus for an extra 4 months."

"Where did you learn about like, chemicals and "doctoring" that you do?"

"That's pretty much all wits and reading a few books here and there. And being in the militia was a pretty big advantage."

"Oh."

"What did you go for?"

"Aerodynamics and mechanics. That's where I learned how to fix my jetpack and make them too."

"How long did you go?"

"3 years."

"So you never really told me very much about your childhood."

"Well when me and my siblings were younger my parents never really did bother to take care of us. They did sometimes, but every once in a while they just left us at the house alone. A few times they were gone for days. Like I said before when Melissa was born, they didn't come home for 3 days."

Lilly moved over so she could put her head on his shoulder, their flippers still intertwined. "Didn't you have to live with your uncle for a while."

"Yeah, when my parent went on a buisiness trip for two years which I seriously doubt was legit. He was alwas drunk."

"Was it hard having to take care of everyone."

"I don't know. We kind of helped eachother out, but they all 'nominated' me to be in charge. We were never in a lot of trouble with money or anything so I guess it wasn't that hard." Lilly rolled onto her side facing him.

"You're really responsible honey. I'm proud of you." She sighed sleepily with her eyes closed. He soon got sleepy too and they fell asleep on the hood of the car, underneath the twinkling stars.

Dawwwww dey sho cuuute!