Some of you requested a sequel (or in this case a second chapter) so I decided to continue! :D

This will be Chase and Sabrina going on their date. How will it go? You'll find out!

Enjoy! :)

"Sabrina! Breakfast is ready!"

Sabrina groaned as she rolled out of her bed. Reaching for her hairbrush, she quickly brushed the tangled knots in her hair and proceeded to pick an outfit to wear for the day.

Today was the day. Sabrina was going on a date with Chase. How it will turn out, she didn't know. She just hoped he wouldn't cause another scene, especially in public.

"Sabrina!"

"Coming!" She yelled, putting her shoes on. She then grabbed the bag sitting on the floor by her bed and ran down the stairs into the kitchen, where her mom was waiting for her.

"I made your favorite!" Her mom said, setting a plate of toast and eggs on the table. Sabrina smiled and sat down.

"Thanks. I could really use a pick me up." She replied.

"Rough day yesterday?" Her mom asked, concern on her face.

Sabrina nodded sadly. "Yeah . . ."

"Well, what happened?"

Sabrina sighed, looking down. "I'd rather not talk about it." She stated. "Let's just say my project didn't go as well as I hoped."

Sabrina's mom frowned and sat down next to her daughter. "Sabrina . . ." She said in a warning tone. "What happened?"

Sabrina covered her face with her hands. "Oh, mom! I failed! I got a C plus! A C plus!"

Her mom looked slightly shocked. "What? How? You were so confident on getting an A plus on this project. What changed?"

"Everything! For starters, I should've picked a different partner!"

"Well, who was your partner?"

Sabrina narrowed her eyes. "Chase Davenport." She replied. "Not my best choice in a partner."

"Chase Davenport?" Her mom repeated. "Isn't he the smartest kid in your school?"

"Yeah, he's smart." Sabrina confirmed. "But nothing else."

"Is he the reason you got a C plus?"

Sabrina nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could say it was partly his fault."

"How come?"

"It's kind of hard to explain." Sabrina said. "I'm not even sure I knew what happened."

Her mom seemed to understand. "I see. Everyone makes mistakes. The most important thing though is forgiveness and things will turn out right again, right?"

"Right." Sabrina agreed. She then looked around to notice the absence of a certain someone.

"Hey, where's dad?"

Sabrina's mom had a sad look on her face. "Oh, Sabrina . . ."

"Mom?"

"He . . . left."

Sabrina stood up out of her chair, nearly knocking it to the ground. "He's gone?!" She asked, shocked. "But . . ."

"He left this morning." Her mom said. "I would've woken you up, but . . ."

"I never got to say good-bye." Sabrina replied, her lip quivering. "Now it's too late."

"I'm sorry, Sabrina." Her mom wrapped an arm around her daughter, comforting her. Sabrina laid her head on her mom's shoulder. "He's only on a business trip. He'll be back before you know it."

"Six months." Sabrina stated. "That's too long."

"It'll go quick." Her mom assured.

Sabrina shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I have other things to worry about."

"Like what?" Her mom asked, curiously. "You have plans?"

"Yes," Sabrina said. "I was actually going somewhere today."

"Where?"

"The pizza place."

"Oh, hanging with some friends?"

Sabrina bit her lip. "Uh . . . not exactly."

Her mom raised an eyebrow. "Sabrina?"

Sabrina finally gave in. "Okay, okay! I'm going with Chase Davenport! Now before you say anything . . ."

"Let me guess, you're going on a date with him? Does my daughter have a crush on a boy? Is that what all of this is about?"

Sabrina's mouth dropped open. "How did you-"

Her mom smirked. "Sweetie, I know everything. You want to make up with this boy and try to form a friendship because you like him."

Sabrina pouted and crossed her arms. "Mom . . ."

"Aw, don't pout, Sabrina. I get it, okay? It's not embarrassing."

"It's only one date. Nothing is going to happen. We may not even have any fun! It'll probably be a bust and I will never see him again. End of story. And no way will we be friends!"

"Or boyfriend?"

"Mom!" Sabrina whined. "Stop!"

"Okay, so you tell me." Her mom replied. "I'm listening."

Sabrina sighed. "Well, it is a date. I may or may not like him, but we kind of had a falling out because of the project. I'm only doing this to give him a chance to redeem himself. If he blows it, it's over."

Her mom frowned. "Sabrina, don't let some school project get in the way of you trying to make a new friend . . . or boyfriend." She added quietly.

"Mom! I can still hear you!" Sabrina exclaimed.

"I'm just saying." Her mom said. "You can always get an A plus on another project."

"That's not what you said."

Her mom smiled mischievously. "Or is it?"

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "I'm going to go get ready for my date."

"Don't you want to finish your breakfast first?"

Sabrina shook her head, grabbing her bag. "No, I've lost my appetite." She then disappeared up the stairs.

Chase looked around nervously as he waited outside the pizza place. Sabrina hadn't shown up yet and Chase wondered whether he'd been stood up.

"Sabrina, where are you?" He muttered to himself. Chase turned his head to see Sabrina walking up the sidewalk straight toward him.

There she is!

"You're late." He said once she reached him.

Sabrina scowled. "Well, sorry if not everyone has a perfect sense of timing like you do."

"Are you implying that because I'm bionic I have the perfect sense of timing?"

"Oh, I don't know. Do you have a clock imbedded in your head?"

"No."

"That's too bad."

Chase crossed his arms. "Are we here to insult each other and argue or are we here on a date?"

Sabrina shrugged. "We'll see which one happens. Come on." She said, grabbing his arm and dragging him into the building.

"I can walk myself you know." Chase stated. "You kind of have a tight grip by the way."

"It's just in case I have to deal with some roughhousing. I'm sure you have lots of experience with that." Sabrina said, glancing at Chase. He glared at her.

"Really? That's your statement?"

"Let's just find a table and get this over with."

Chase frowned. "Get this over with? You really don't want to do this? You're the one who suggested it!"

"Yeah, whatever." Sabrina replied, rushing over to an empty booth. She then released her grip on Chase and he sat down. She sat down across from him and proceeded to grab a menu and look at it. Chase did the same thing, but he couldn't help, but keep looking up at Sabrina.

You know, she's actually pretty cute.

"May I take your order?" A waitress asked, walking up to the pair.

"Uh . . ." Sabrina put the menu down and turned to look at the waitress. "Pepperoni, please."

"Okay . . . and you?"

Chase put his menu down. "Same."

The waitress nodded, writing it down on her notepad. "Gotcha! Be right back with your pizza." She then walked away.

"So . . ." Chase looked at Sabrina. "You want to talk?"

Sabrina nodded. "Sure, so what's it like being bionic?"

Chase's eyes grew wide. "What?"

Sabrina frowned. "Are you deaf? I said what's it like being bionic? I wouldn't know because I'm just your average human being off the street."

"I'm not deaf. I have bionic hearing."

Sabrina laughed. "What? Do you have bionic vision too?"

Chase scoffed. "No . . . yes."

"Knew it."

"Well, being bionic can be complicated. It's great going on missions, not so great in life." Chase replied with a sigh.

"What's wrong?" Sabrina asked, sensing something was up. "You can tell me."

"It's just . . . so difficult. It's hard having a normal life when you're a bionic superhuman who saves the world. It was much simpler when people didn't know we were bionic. Now that our secret is exposed and we're celebrities, it's much more complex. There's people who like us and people who hate us. We never get any privacy anymore. It seems like everywhere we turn, we're in all these unpredictable situations. It's too much pressure!" Chase yelled, slamming his fists on the table. People turned their heads to stare at him. Chase chuckled, embarrassed.

"Wow . . ." Sabrina said. "I didn't know it was like that. I always thought being bionic was like the best thing ever because it made you cool and popular. I had no idea it was that hard."

"Me? Cool and popular? Oh no, I wouldn't say I was cool and popular."

"Why not?" Sabrina asked.

"I'm the one with the super smarts. I'm considered the nerd." Chase said. "At least in school I am."

Sabrina smiled. "Yeah, but I think that's cute." She then realized what she said and quickly covered her mouth.

Chase raised an eyebrow. "You think-"

"Never mind!" Sabrina interrupted. "It's not important!"

"Okay . . ."

The waitress then came back up, setting the pizza on the table. "Your pepperoni pizza." She said, walking away.

Sabrina looked at the pizza confused. "Why is it heart-shaped? Oh no . . ." She groaned.

Chase shrugged. "Ignore it. People misinterpret this kind of thing all the time. Let's just eat and have a good time, okay?"

Sabrina nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. "O-Okay . . ."

"So, I told you about myself. Things you probably already knew. I'm basically a celebrity now, but what about you? Anything I should know about?" Chase asked.

Sabrina laughed. "Really? I don't have near as interesting of a life as you do. You probably would fall asleep if I start talking."

"No, I wouldn't." Chase said. "That's Adam you're thinking of."

Sabrina smiled. "Well, if you really want to know . . ."

Suddenly, a beeping noise was heard. Sabrina gasped as she realized it was her phone.

"Excuse me, I just have to check this and . . . oh . . ." Sabrina's smile disappeared as she looked at her phone.

"What is it?" Chase asked, concerned. "Sabrina?"

"It's a text." She stated. "From my dad."

"What's so bad about that?"

"Well, he's far away now . . . on a business trip . . . and I kind of miss him." Sabrina replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Chase said. Sabrina shook her head.

"It's not your fault. I can still text and call him. It's just I can't see or be with him in person." Sabrina sighed. "For six months. I didn't even get to say good-bye before he left."

"Take a picture."

Sabrina looked at Chase confused. "Of what?"

"The pizza. It can be for your dad. To show how much you love him."

A grin overtook Sabrina's face. "Chase! That's brilliant!" She immediately snapped a picture of the pizza and texted it to her dad.

"I heart you just as much as I heart this pepperoni pizza."

Chase smirked. "Nice comment."

Sabrina let out a sigh of relief as she pressed send. "I hope he likes it."

"I know he will." Chase assured. "I know I like it."

"The picture or . . ."

"You."

Sabrina blushed. "I . . . I like you too."

"Sabrina, I'm really sorry about the pro-"

Sabrina put her finger on Chase's lips, shushing him. "It's just a project. Besides, I think I found something more important."

Chase smiled. "So . . . are we ready to eat?"

Sabrina nodded. "Yeah, and maybe we can talk about each other some more."

"Yeah," Chase agreed. "I'd like to get to know you a little more."

Sabrina grinned. "And I'd like to get to know you a little more."

And the rest, like they say, was history.

And that's officially the end! Cute and fluffy! :P Tell me what you thought in the reviews! Thanks for reading this two-shot! I hope you liked it! :D