Author's Note: Hi. Sorry it took so long to right this. Hopefully it was worth it. I personally think it is a good chapter, but as the writer, I am a little more than a little biased. Than again, I tend to be my own worst critic, so, who knows, right? Longer Author's Note at the end.

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Yeah, their friendship is awesome. If you want to read a great one about their friendship, check out Rebounds & Reunions (AKA When Life Hands You Lemons, Make Some Lemonade). It is such a great story, and don't worry, it is completely Zade, but it is soooo good. Seriously, I highly recommend it.

I am glad.

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Chapter Fifteen

Wade headed to The Butter Stick Bakery, figuring he might find AnnaBeth there. She had a passion for pastries, and it was the only place to hang out if you were proper and prim. Sure enough, she was sitting at a table reading a book and sipping sweet tea.

Wade approached her cautiously. AnnaBeth was a sweet girl. She had been through a rough time, and he didn't want to lead her on. He had seen her checking him out at school, but then, most girls did. It didn't mean she liked him, which was a good thing because the last thing he needed was some girl trying to hook up with him while he was trying to keep an eye on Zoe and Jesse.

He sat down across from her, deciding he would be charming, but not flirtatious. "Hey AnnaBeth."

The girl jumped. She had been caught up in her book and had not noticed Wade Kinsella had joined her. "Wade, hi." She said flustered, a blush creeping its way onto her cheeks. She knew Wade of course, but even when her and Lemon had been close, her and Wade had never really seen each other outside class. Wade didn't usually waste his time talking to mousy girls, something AnnaBeth begrudgingly admitted that she was. He was the hottest guy in their grade, and he tended to gravitate to tall slender blondes who had developed early. AnnaBeth couldn't imagine why he would want to talk to her.

"What're you readin'?"

"Great Gatsby." She replied, showing him the book.

"So, for class then, not pleasure."

"Well, I like it. I mean, the parties sound so extravagant, and I like the name Nick. Maybe if I ever had a son," AnnaBeth stopped, blushing again, "But listen to me, goin' on about silly things when you obviously have somethin' to talk to me about."

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, you, I mean, you sat down with me. And, there are free seats, so it couldn't've been cause you had nowhere else to sit."

"So? Why do I have to want to talk to you about somethin'? Maybe I just enjoy your company." She blushed again. Geez, this girl's like a drinking game, Wade thought."So, how you been?"

"Fine." She said politely, "And yourself?"

"Oh, you know. Same old, same old." AnnaBeth nodded, "So, why're you sitting here all by yourself?"

Her cheeks reddened again, "Oh, well, I, I just didn't, have anyone to, you know, come here with." She stuttered. Wade nodded understandingly.

"She's just hurtin' on account of her mom. She'll come around."

AnnaBeth was going to pretend she didn't know what he was talking about, but the look he gave, combined with not having anybody to confide in for a while, changed her mind, "Have you met Lemon? She is the most stubborn person on the planet."

"I think that's me actually. And stubbornness or no stubbornness, ya'll have been best friends since the sandbox."

"Yeah, well, apparently that isn't enough anymore." AnnaBeth sighed forlornly.

Wade gave her a sympathetic smile, "Hey, listen, I'm goin' to the movies with some friends this Saturday. Why don't you tag along? It'll be fun, and it might take you're mind off stuff."

"Who's goin'?" AnnaBeth inquired nervously.

"Not Lemon, don't worry. Just Jesse and Zoe."

"Zoe?"

"The new girl."

"Oh. So, it's like a double date?" AnnaBeth had had this fantasy before. Ever available girl in their grade had. Wade Kinsella approaching and complimenting them, asking them out and then taking them off somewhere to do… well, she didn't know all the details. She knew Wade was experienced, but she didn't know how experienced exactly. If it were with her, it would probably be a teacher/student sort of situation. AnnaBeth enjoyed the occasional trashy novel when nobody was looking, but she had not gone very far with any boy. With Wade, she knew he would expect things she would never do. That did not stop her from fantasying about it though. But a date with him, even a double date? In the back of a dark theater? There was a difference between fantasy and reality, and AnnaBeth had no intention of meshing the two.

Wade chuckled nervously. He didn't want to give AnnaBeth the wrong impression, especially when she was so vulnerable, "I, uh, I guess you could call it that, yeah."

"In a movie theater? So, we'd sit in the back and …" she trailed off and Wade knew what she was thinking.

"Oh, no, no. Don't worry. It's a totally casual evening', nothin' has to happen. I swear I won't make a move."

"I bet you say that to all the girls." AnnaBeth teased, only half kidding.

"I'll put it in writin' if you want. No kissing, no groping."

AnnaBeth chuckled a little, "Well, I didn't figure there'd be gropin'. I mean, it's not like I have much to grope."

"Hey, that's not true. You got a great rack." Great was an exaggeration. In fact, AnnaBeth was a little below average. But Wade felt like she could use the ego boost.

She blushed, partly at his comment, and partly at his candidness. "You do have a way with words Kinsella."

"So, what d'ya say? You in?" AnnaBeth nodded, "Great, movie starts at eight, so I'll swing by and get you 'round seven thirty."

"Tell me again why I'm doin' this?" George asked uncomfortably.

"Because Dr. Wilkes wouldn't believe me, and if he did, he'd just ask me why I didn't go to daddy. We need to distract him so Zoe can sneak off with Jesse. You want her to get to go on her date, don't you?"

"Yeah but, fakin' sick? Isn't that a little juvenile?" George said. It was juvenile to fake sick, but honestly, George would far prefer that to Lemon's actual plan. He hoped her pride might cause her to drop it, but, nope.

"It can be, if you don't know what you're doin'. But when your daddy is a doctor you know how to concoct a rather convincing array of symptoms. Now eat up."

"Can't I just pretend?" he said, looking at the undercooked, ill-prepared dish Lemon had put on the table.

"Dr. Wilkes is smart. He'd see right through it. Plus, we can't have you ruinin' that squeaky clean reputation of yours. I need it for some stuff I have planned."

George smirked a little. He really did love her. He loved how insane she was. He loved how mischievous and irreverent she could be. He had his morals, but he was still a fourteen-year-old boy and he could appreciate a good prank. He just wished he could be left out of this, "Lemon, contrary to popular opinion, food poisonin'? Not fun."

"Oh, don't be such a baby. It won't last more than seven days, you'll get out of school, you won't get in trouble because you will truly be sick, and it is for a good cause. I would never ask you to do somethin' that would cause you long-term damage, but this is just a little discomfort for a few days, and it's not like you'll be alone. I'm doin' it too."

"I thought the whole point was it had to be me."

"It does, but I gotta distract daddy so you have to go to Dr. Wilkes. And it's not like you'll be lyin'."

"Yeah, I'll just be in pain."

"It's not so bad. And it's for a friend. This is what friends do."

George sighed. He wasn't getting out of this. Reluctantly, he started in on the concoction that Lemon had put in front of him.

Zoe couldn't believe how quickly the week had flown by. She woke up Saturday morning with a knot in her stomach. It could be because she was nervous about going out with Jesse, or because she still had not actually asked Harley's permission to go. It was probably a little of both.

After the lake incident, so had been extra careful, getting to class early, not dawdling in the halls, being as studious as humanly possible. Well, she still got distracted in science class, working so close to George, and she couldn't always stop her gaze going to him in the other classes they shared, but she tried her hardest, and if she missed even a millisecond, she would go ask the teacher to clarify after class.

She knew Harley had noticed her newfound work ethic. She couldn't tell if he was proud or suspicious. Yes, she did have ulterior motives, but she was still doing great it school, and there had been no more incidents.

Of course, her work ethic had not really been newfound; it was more like re-found. She had always been studious. Back in New York she had never been absent and always been attentive. She always had her hand up, often competing with Drew, a boy in her class who also always had his hand up. He was like the male her, which made him the enemy. When it was a really hard question, and she knew the answer, she wanted the teacher to know she knew it, but if he got called on and said it, she could never prove she didn't figure it out first. Every proud, competitive, overachieving student had a Drew in his or her class. Even Drew had one; he had her, and she was certain he despised her just as much as she had despised him.

She liked how brave she could be in the classroom. Somehow, it was easier to be the center of attention in a classroom then hanging out at a party with her peers. In school, she knew the answers, but socially, she was pretty awkward. And Zoe was too proud to spend time doing something she was just no good at. She was shy, and it wasn't like people were banging down doors to hang out with her. Sure, she had friends, but they were mostly daughters of someone her mom or dad worked with. She had grown up with them, so it was less awkward. She usually rain checked when they invited her to parties though.

Bluebell was different. First off, there really weren't enough people to be an anonymous face in the crowd. And she had made friends pretty quickly, something she was eternally grateful for, even if those friends were an insane, rebellious girl, said rebellious girl's perfect but off-limits boyfriend, and Wade.

More than that, she was different here. She did not want them to know who she was before, the shy, prudish, awkward wallflower. She wanted them to know the new and improved Zoe; the Zoe who took chances because she knew that life was short and this was the only chance she got. She had been given a second chance, and she had to use it. Zoe may not have died in that car, but the Zoe who got in had not been the Zoe who came out. Well, okay, she did not actually remember leaving the car; she was unconscious, but when she woke up in the hospital and heard that her parents … She was living for three people now. And she was going to make sure all of their lives were lived to the fullest.

Wade had gone through everything in his closet. Twice. He felt like a girl, and he really hated it. He didn't know what he was thinking, or why he was even going through with this. This whole night was ridiculous. Jesse didn't even like Zoe; he just wanted to get a rise out of Wade. And Wade wasn't interested in AnnaBeth, not even just for sex. Physically, she was so far from his type. Plus, she wasn't exactly loose and he wasn't exactly patient. Now he was staring at a pile of clothes trying to figure out what to wear on a date with a girl he had no interest in, to double with his brother and a girl his brother had no interest in, and who he did not want to admit he had interest in.

"Wade, you about ready?" Jesse called to him through the door.

"Ready for what?" Wade asked, stalling.

"The movies. Zoe." Jesse sounded annoyed. Good.

"Oh, right, that. Totally slipped my mind. Just give me a few minutes to get dressed."

"Hurry up."

Wade stared at the pile again. You know who cares? He thought. No matter what he chose to wear, it wouldn't meet Zoe's expensive city girl standards, and he looked good in basically anything. Plus, if he tried to hard, AnnaBeth might get the wrong idea. He reached in the pile, grabbed a pair of jeans with no rips and a flannel shirt that did not smell like it had been worn. Who cares, right?

He took a look in the mirror. The clothes were sort of wrinkles from being in the pile, but other than that, they weren't so bad. He straightened them out a bit, checked his hair, and headed out the door.

Jesse, he noticed, looked a little less casual than he did. "You know we're goin' to a movie right? This isn't, like, dinner and dancin'?"

"I'm not dressed for dinner and dancin', I'm just putin' in some effort to look nice. You should try it. I'm sure AnnaBeth would appreciate it, or, you know, whoever it is you're tryin' to impress."

"I don't want to impress anyone. I don't even want to go on this stupid thing. Can we just get this over with?"

Jesse nodded, "Okay. But you might want to watch the crankiness. Could make the night drag on a little longer."

Wade just scoffed and headed out to the car.

"What do you think? Too New York?" Zoe asked Taylor nervously. She had invited her to come over and get ready for their dates together. She had wanted to ask Lemon, but Lemon was not picking up her phone. In fact, they had barely talked since Lemon had promised to 'take care of it,' which made Zoe a little nervous.

"You look very nice. I don't know what you're so insecure about; you're a very pretty girl."

Zoe smiled. Wade had been right; Taylor was really nice, and Zoe liked her. She was so far from the type of girl Zoe would picture Wade liking; he just kept surprising her with his multiple personalities.

"Thank you. So are you."

"That's very sweet."

"Listen, there's something I have to tell you." Taylor nodded, "Well, Wade of course wanted to go with you to the movies, but he didn't think you would, so he invited somebody to come. And when I told him you were coming, he was happy, but he didn't want to just leave the other girl hanging, so we're letting her come along."

"So, Wade had another date?" she asked slowly.

Zoe hurried to respond, "Only because he didn't think you would want to go. But, she's not really his date anymore, she's just tagging along. This is a totally casual evening."

Taylor nodded again, "Can I ask who she is?"

"Of course, yeah, um, I think the name was Annabelle, or something."

"AnnaBeth?"

"That's it."

"AnnaBeth is a sweet girl."

"I've never met her, but I'll take your word for it." Zoe heard the doorbell ring. She checked the clock, "That's weird, they shouldn't be here for another thirty minutes."

Excusing herself, Zoe went downstairs to see who was at the door. The sight that met her was a green, vomiting George Tucker leaning on Harley for support as he guided him to the couch.

"I think its food poisoning." She heard George say after wiping his mouth. He looked completely miserable. He was clutching his abdomen, and his face was scrunched up in pain.

"I'll take a look. Though, I have to say I'm surprised you didn't go to Dr. Breeland, knowin' how close you are with his family."

George looked like he might throw up again, but he seemed to keep it down, at least for the moment, "Yeah, well, Lemon called earlier, said she wasn't feelin' well, and I knew Dr. Breeland would be takin' care of her."

Harley nodded, and then turned, "Zoe, good. I need to swing by the office for some supplies. Would you mind watchin' Mr. Tucker for me until I get back?"

Zoe shook her head, slightly in shock. Once Harley was out the door, she rushed to George's side, "Please tell me this wasn't Lemon's plan for helping me tonight?"

George chuckled, "The girl loves a good distraction." He said, followed by a groan.

"I am so, so sorry."

George shook his head, "Don't be. It was Lemon's idea, and I didn't have to agree. Just have a good time tonight."

She smiled at him gratefully. He was so sweet and self-sacrificing. He didn't blame her; he just wanted her to have a good time, even though he was in gut-wrenching pain. He was so selfless.

"You look nice, by the way." George said.

"What?"

"The outfit you picked you for your date, it's a nice pick. It suits you."

Zoe blushed, ducking her head, "Um, thanks. I appreciate that."

He shivered a little, "Are you cold?"

"Just chills I think."

Zoe put her hand to his forehead, trying not to think about whose forehead she was touching, "Well, regardless of chills, you're burning up. What other symptoms do you have?"

"Whatever symptoms you get when you eat undercooked meat prepared by unwashed hands."

Zoe's hand went to her mouth, "Oh my god. Okay, don't take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend is a psychopath."

"I know. I kind of like that."

In spite of everything, Zoe couldn't help but laugh. "How can you be so … positive right now?" George just shrugged, "Listen, it's important that you stay hydrated, so I'm going to go get you some water. I will be right back. Do you want me to turn on the TV or…?"

George shook his head, "I'll be fine. And shouldn't you be headin' off soon."

Zoe bit her lip, "It doesn't feel right, leaving you like this."

"If you don't, then Lemon and I got sick for nothin'. We are both lyin' miserable in beds here, we made a sacrifice for a friend, and if you don't take advantage of what we did, then we'll be just as sick with nothing to show for it."

Zoe nodded, "I'll go get you some water."

When Harley got back, he did what he could at the house, but told George that he really needed to take him to the practice.

"I don't want to leave you here alone." Harley said, turning to Zoe.

She shrugged, "George needs you. And I'm not alone, I have Taylor upstairs. We were even thinking we might go see a movie." Well, it was mostly the truth.

Harley thought for a second, "Well, I suppose it isn't a school night. But I am trusting you to be responsible Zoe. No wild parties while I'm gone."

She gave the forced smile she always gave when she felt he was getting to close to parent territory, "I'm not a party girl."

He nodded, "Do you need some money for the movie?"

"I've got it covered." She said quickly. Feminism be damned, it was her first date. She wanted to be spoiled a little. Finally, Harley left with George who mouthed a good luck to her, and she headed back upstairs to Taylor. After explaining that Harley had to leave because of a medical emergency, the two finished getting ready and went downstairs to wait.

Wade went to knock on the door while Jesse waited in the car. AnnaBeth's father answered, and man, did Wade hate dealing with fathers. Especially because, in this case, he was not actually planning on doing anything. For once, he would not actually deserve the looks and threats. It was ironic really, but Wade had never really been a fan of irony.

"Hello sir." Wade said, standing up straight and trying to sound polite.

"Don't smile at me like that. I may have agreed to let my daughter go out with you, but don't think for one second that I don't know who you are. Let's get something straight right now, my daughter is an honest girl, meaning if you try anything, and I ask her, she will tell me. You are expected to have her back no later than 10:30 p.m. on the dot, and if when I ask her about her date, I hear anything I don't want to hear, you will learn first hand what it means for a man to love his daughter to death, and nobody ever said that expression was referring to the daughter." Wade gulped, "Do we understand each other?"

"Yes sir." Wade said with a nod. Just then, AnnaBeth came up behind her father. She looked nice with her simple pink summer dress and white headband to match her white shoes. Her clothes were casual, movie date appropriate. It was the way Wade would expect a nice girl to dress when going to the movies with a guy.

"You're not scarin' him, are you daddy?"

"I'm just lookin' out for you pumpkin."

AnnaBeth turned to Wade and smiled, "Don't worry about him Wade. He comes off tough, but he's really just a big teddy bear deep down." Something told Wade that, while his daughter only saw a teddy bear, anyone who hurt her would come up against a grizzly bear.

"You look very nice AnnaBeth." Wade said, hoping to accelerate the evening to the portion where the door closed with her father behind it.

AnnaBeth blushed and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "Why thank you Wade. You look very nice as well."

"Shall we go?"

AnnaBeth nodded. "Bye daddy." She said after giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Have a good time." He said. Then, turning to Wade, he added, "But not too good a time."

Wade nodded again. AnnaBeth came outside and followed Wade to the car. The second her father closed the door, Wade let out a breath.

"Who knew Wade Kinsella got scared so easily." AnnaBeth said in teasingly.

"Hey, that's one scary guy. Sides, there's nothin' scarier to a teenage boy than a teenage girl's father."

AnnaBeth smiled and nodded, "Well, I guess I wouldn't know about that."

Jesse couldn't help but wonder who Wade had scrounged up for this date. He was surprised when he saw the girl. She did not look like Wade's type at all. She looked shy and proper, and not very developed.

She got in the back seat and smiled at him as Wade settled back in the front, "Hello."

She said kindly. Jesse had to admit, she had a pleasant voice.

"Jesse, AnnaBeth, AnnaBeth, Jesse." Wade said as he finished putting his seatbelt on.

"Nice to meet you." Jesse said.

"And you." She responded, still smiling. He looked at his brother questioningly. The only quality she seemed to have that he could imagine appealing to his brother was naïveté.

"You go to our school?" Jesse asked, trying to make polite conversation.

"Yes, I'm in Wade's year." Jesse nodded. He didn't think he'd seen her before, but then, the girl seemed so generic, he probably couldn't pick her out of a crowd. "Oh, it's okay if you don't know me; I wouldn't expect you to. You're a senior, and I'm just a freshman." She didn't say it in a self-deprecating sort of way, just like a fact. She might have seemed a little embarrassed and shy about it, but not in a "poor me, poor me" sort of way.

"Well, okay then." They pulled up in front of the Wilkes house. It had not taken long to get there. Nowhere took very long to get to in Bluebell. Wade started to get out of the car, but Jesse stopped him, "This one's my date. You can stay back." Wade shrugged as though he could care less, and Jesse sighed at his brother's stubborn nature.

Zoe hopped up when the doorbell rang. She tried to calm herself down, not wanting to get too excited or come off to eager. Then, she and Taylor went to get the door.

"Good evening Miss Hart." Zoe swallowed. He looked good, and he was giving her that charming smile. Maybe she could really like him. Sure, he wasn't George Tucker, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't feel something when she opened the door and saw him standing there all handsome and charming.

"Hi." She said, blushing. She felt like she should say something else, something witty or complimentary, but she couldn't come up with anything.

Taylor came up behind her, "Hello." She said politely to Jesse. Jesse smiled at her, but he looked confused. Zoe guessed that Wade never told Jesse how this double date was going to be double in more ways than one.

"Are Wade and AnnaBeth in the car?" she asked.

He nodded, "Yeah, yeah they're back there."

"Well, we should get going. Don't want to miss the movie."

Wade and AnnaBeth waited awkwardly. He felt a little guilty that he was not going to greet Taylor, but she wasn't technically his date. He

had not invited her. This was Zoe's mess, not his. He had chosen to take AnnaBeth.

Jesse returned and opened the door to the backseat for the girls, then he got in next to Wade.

"Hello AnnaBeth." He heard Taylor greet.

"Taylor. Hey. I didn't know you were comin' tonight."

"It's, um, a long story." He heard Zoe say. He rolled his eyes.

"Hello Wade." He heard Taylor say.

"Hi." He said indifferently. Somebody kicked the back of his chair. Well, now he knew where Zoe was sitting.

"All right children, let's get this show on the road." Jesse said starting the car up. The ride was silent and, thankfully brief.

They got out of the car, and Jesse had to act like a gentleman and hold the door for the girls. Wade rolled his eyes. He had a feeling he would be doing a lot of that tonight.

Zoe, of course, came out last, seeing as she was sitting on the other side of the car. For the first time tonight, Wade got a good look at her. She was wearing black heels, a casual black and white floral print cotton dress that ended at her knees, and a tiny black sweater. She looked … wow. The dress showed just enough leg to make you know you wanted to see more. The neckline stopped several millimeters above her bust so no cleavage was showing, but you definitely knew it was there. He stared at her for a moment as Jesse helped her out of the car. She didn't notice, too caught up in her conversation with his stupid brother.

He turned his attention to Taylor who was wearing a blue shirt with a light green sweater and a black skirt with green and blue leaves on it. She looked nice, a little conservative for Wade's taste, but nice. None of the girls had dressed like sluts, which meant tonight would be very different from any movie date Wade had ever had, but then, he knew that already.

She approached him, smiling, "It's a nice night." He nodded, "It's good to see you. I mean, I know we go to school with each other everyday, but I feel like we haven't talked in ages."

"Well, we were never really close." Wade said, an edge to his voice. It wasn't like they had ever been friends. She spent as much time with him as she did everybody else. Wade wondered what exactly Zoe had told her to get her to come.

He noticed her react to his harsh tone, and he felt a little guilty, but he had not invited her. Zoe had, and Zoe had refused to un-invite her, making it Zoe's fault.

"Hey," AnnaBeth said coming over to them, "It's nice out tonight."

Why did everybody think that was a good icebreaker?

The cinema was not what Zoe had expected. It was a small building attached to a drycleaners. Jesse held the door for her, which made her blush, and she stepped inside, inspecting he surroundings. It was nothing like the crowded Loews theaters she was used to, with huge lines, children running around, four concession stands, and arcade games for while you wait. There were only two lines, one for tickets, one for snacks.

"So, what are we seeing?" Zoe asked.

Jesse picked up a pamphlet by the door, showing what was playing and the times, "Well, there are five things playing, all starting within the next fifteen minutes." Zoe picked up a pamphlet as well. Life is Beautiful and Simply Irresistible were playing at 7:30, Blast from the Past was playing at 7:25, and Office Space and October Sky started at 7:40.

"Well, I gotta vote for Office Space, it's the only thing on here that's funny as opposed to gooey or depressing."

AnnaBeth shook her head, "It says its rated R."

"So?"

Zoe rolled her eyes, "Do any of us look eighteen to you? Besides, we don't know what it's R for."

"Well, Jesse could pass for eighteen. He will be on his next birthday."

"Which would work in a town where everybody didn't know everybody, but everybody knows Jesse and how old he is." AnnaBeth said.

"Besides, we should pick a movie we all agree on," Taylor said.

Wade just scoffed, "Please. Girls and guys never agree on movies. They just pretend to make the other person happy, or, ya know, grateful." Zoe shot him a look. He knew she was annoyed that he was being his usual self, but he wasn't looking to get lucky on this date, so he did not have to hold back. It was actually kind of refreshing.

"Office Space came out today. It'll be more crowded." Taylor said, trying to offer a more legitimate reason.

"I've been wantin' to see Simply Irresistible since it came out. It seems like such a romantic movie." AnnaBeth said, her voice a little dreamy. Wade suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.

"October Sky looks good to me." Zoe said.

"That came out today too princess. Taylor's point knocks it out of the running." It figures she would want to see the movie about science.

"So we got one vote for Simply Irresistible, a vetoed vote for Office Space, and a vetoed vote for October Sky."

"Actually, I'd like to veto Simply Irresistible. Way too mushy."

"Do you even know what it's about?" AnnaBeth asked.

Wade shrugged, "It's a Valentine's Day movie. What's to know? They all have the same plot."

"That's not true. It is a love story with cooking, magic, and possibly mind control. The trailer was a little vague, but the food looked really good."

Jesse glanced at his watch, "It's 7:19, just so everybody is aware."

"Jesse's right, we're on a clock, especially if we want to get snacks. Let's just put it to a vote." Taylor said.

"Well, I'm votin' Simply Irresistible." AnnaBeth said. Shocker, Wade thought.

"That doesn't seem like a bad choice. I mean, it's appropriately rated, did not just premiere today, and it doesn't start for ten minutes." Wade noticed how Taylor seemed to be the voice of reason tonight.

"I'm good with it." Zoe said.

"Simply Irresistible it is." Jesse said, turning to the girl working the Ticket counter.

"Hey, wait. I didn't get to vote."

"It's three to two Wade. Now matter what you vote for, it won't matter. Besides, that movie didn't sound so bad. It's February, nighttime, and we are here with beautiful girls. A romance movie seems perfectly appropriate to me."

Now that they had agreed on a movie, well, sort of agreed, they headed to the concession stand. Zoe stood in awe. There was an old-fashioned popcorn machine behind the counter, which, other than the old-fashioned part, would be what she expected at a movie theater. However, instead of Skittles and M&Ms, the display case showed homemade treats, including brownies, blondies, the largest Rice Crispy Treats she had ever seen, cookies that were still warm, pretzels dipped in chocolate.

"Do you know what you want?" Jesse asked.

"This is amazing! Is this stuff really all homemade?"

Jesse chuckled at her enthusiasm, "Every last crumb. Good thing too, because the popcorn actually isn't that good. Personally though, I tend to go for gelato." He motioned to a cooler next to the display case containing five tubs of Gelato ready for scooping, "You ever had?" he asked.

Zoe nodded nervously, "My family likes to travel. We spent some summers in Italy."

"Well, I don't know how it will measure up to the authentic Italian Gelato, but I think it's pretty good. You wanna try it an compare?"

"Well, I do but … the homemade stuff looks really good."

"So? Get both?"

"Are you serious?" then she dropped her voice, "Can you afford that?"

He nodded, "Sure. Just a few extra bucks. Besides, when a girl goes out with Jesse Kinsella, he makes sure she gets everything she wants out of the night." Zoe giggled, "So, go on. Order."

"Okay. Um, hi." She said to the girl at the the counter, "Can I get one of those brownies and a small crème brûlée Gelato."

"Make that two large crème brûlée Gelatos." Jesse said coming up behind her, "And can we get covers in case we don't finish 'em." The girl nodded.

"You didn't have to do that. I would have been happy with a small."

"Zoe Hart, tonight, I intend for you to get everything you want. I want this to be a night you remember for a long time."

Zoe smiled and blushed, "Um, why is that?"

"Because that is what you deserve." Her blush grew.

Wade bought AnnaBeth pumpkin bread, which instantly made him think of her scary father's nickname for her, and he got Taylor chocolate covered pretzels. She offered to cover her own, but Wade had no intention of being out done by his brother, buying five movie tickets and covering Zoe's brownie and that weird ice-cream stuff that wasn't actually ice-cream.

He saw them talking and laughing and her blushing every other sentence. The whole thing made him sick. How was it she could see through his charm so easily, but fall for Jesse's without a suspicion in the world?

He tried to hear what they were saying, but got distracted when Zoe tasted the non-ice-cream. She lifted the little pink spoon to her mouth and he couldn't look away. It wasn't like he'd never seen a girl eat ice cream, (or whatever that stuff was called) before. It's just, this was Zoe, and that made all the difference. A little bit had stayed on her bottom lip and she stuck out her tongue to lick it off. Wade swallowed, licking his own lips. He was trying to keep his mind from going certain places, but it wasn't easy watching her do that.

"Wade?" he turned, caught off guard by the sudden intrusion on his thoughts. It was Taylor, "AnnaBeth and I are goin' to hit the ladies room before the show. Would you mind watchin' our stuff?"

Wade nodded, still trying to regain his faculties. "Sure, no problem."

When they got in the theater, there were still a couple minutes before the movie started. It was hard to find five seats together, so Wade, Taylor and AnnaBeth found a section of three in one of the middle rows, and Jesse and Zoe sat in front of them.

"Sorry for baggin' on your choice of movie." Wade said to AnnaBeth.

"That's okay. I know it isn't every guys dream to sit through a rom-com. I guess I'm just a romantic at heart is all. Guys openin' doors for girls and romantic chance meetin's. All that." Wade nodded, "But, you know, there's no shame in bein' a romantic. Many girls find it very attractive."

"Well, I appreciate the tip, but I think I can attract girls all on my own."

"I think that's better." Taylor said on his other side. He and AnnaBeth both turned to her.

"What d'ya mean?"

"Just that Wade shouldn't change who he is in order to attract girls. He should be himself."

"Well, everybody changes themselves a little. I mean, nobody goes on a date wearin' a pair of ripped jeans and a shirt with a pasta stain."

"I think that's more just good hygiene."

"No. People dress to impress. Right Wade?"

Both girls looked at him, "Uh, I'm gonna go pee quick before the movie starts."

Zoe was sitting next to Jesse and she was more nervous than she remembered being in her entire life. Everything had been fine when it had been the five of them, but now that they had separated, she had no clue what to do with herself. The seats were so close together that their knees brushed, and when she noticed, Zoe had turned red. Jesse had not been looking at her, thank god, and did not seem to notice. Still, she was so in over her head. She looked behind her at Wade. Wasn't he meant to be helping her? He wasn't even there!

"Um, excuse me. I have to use the ladies room." Zoe said. Jesse nodded and stood so she could exit the isle, "I'll be back before the movie starts. I promise."

She went out in the hall to find Wade.

"So you don't think people should make the effort to look nice for other people?" AnnaBeth said, her tone a little annoyed.

"No, of course they should. I just meant that people should be themselves, not who they think somebody else wants them to be."

AnnaBeth rolled her eyes, "You go to high school, right? Looks, reputation, all of that matters."

"Oh, I don't buy into that. I mean, just look at tonight. A guy with a reputation for takin' advantage of girls entertainin' two girls and bein' a perfect gentleman."

"What, Wade?"

"Yes Wade. He has not come on to either of us, made any inappropriate passes, anything like that. Reputations are just gossip and legend."

"Reputations are earned. Wade is either feelin' casual tonight, or he just isn't interested in either of us, but he is as sex-driven as ever."

"You have no proof of that, and I for one happen to think you're wrong. There's more to him than the rumors that float around. You shouldn't be so quick to judge."

"I'm not judgin'. I like Wade; I just see him for what he is. He's like Ben Covington, charming, really, really attractive, athletic, but not particularly bright, and not particularly moral."

"I don't think that's true. And who is Ben Covington?"

"From Felicity." AnnaBeth said, like that explained everything.

"Wade is honest. He speaks his mind, even if he knows people won't like what he has to say."

"That's 'cause he knows he can get away with anything lookin' the way he does. I have a hard time imaginin' him doin' something I couldn't forgive if he flashed me that smile of his."

"He's a person AnnaBeth. A good person. He can be really sweet, and he cares about people. He cares about his family and his friends."

"Wade." He turned, surprised to see Zoe behind him.

"You follow me out?"

"No, but when I saw you weren't in your seat, I figured you must be out here."

Wade paused for a second, surprised, "Wait. You're sayin' you actually did come out here to see me?"

"Well, yeah. You're supposed to be helping me. I have no clue what I'm doing, and you're not even in there."

"Relax, okay, you're doin' fine. Dating is easy; you're just over thinkin' things."

"I am not. I don't know what to talk about, and we're sitting close together, and I keep blushing. By the end of the night, my face may be permanently red." Wade chuckled at that, "You're supposed to help me!" She repeated.

Wade looked at the panicked look in her eyes and sighed. "Look, the movie'll be startin' soon, so you don't need to worry about makin' conversation, sitting close isn't bad, and the blushing thing is cute … I, I mean, I'm sure that Jesse, ya know, finds it, cute." He stammered the last bit out nervously.

"Okay, fair enough, but the sitting close thing worries me. I mean, what if he tries to do that arm thing."

"Arm thing?"

"You know, where the guy yawns or pretends to yawn and puts his arm around the girls shoulder."

Wade chuckled, "Oh, that. Well, that's up to you. If you like it, let him. If it makes you uncomfortable, shrug him off."

"I need you in there helping me."

"I can't whisper instructions in your ear every other second Zoe. I'm pretty sure Jesse would notice that."

"Well, can you at least come back in now?"

Wade shrugged. It wasn't like he actually had to go to the bathroom anyway, he just didn't want to get in the way of a girl fight.

They both headed back into the theater, catching the tail end of a conversation between AnnaBeth and Taylor, "Wade is honest. He speaks his mind, even if he knows people won't like what he has to say." Wade smiled. He didn't know the context, but it sounded like a compliment. He was slightly surprised by AnnaBeth's response, even though he knew it was kind of true. What she said about his smile made him smirk. His smile had power over women, and he knew it. Well, Alabama women anyway. Women from other places, like, say, New York, not so much apparently.

"He's a person AnnaBeth. A good person. He can be really sweet, and he cares about people. He cares about his family and his friends." He was touched and extremely surprised by how emphatically Taylor came to his defense. Sure, she was nice to everybody and gave everybody the benefit of the doubt, but it was not as though she really knew him or anything about him really.

"I never said he was a bad person. Honestly, I don't know him that well-"

"Exactly. I know you don't mean anythin' by it, and you're just repeatin' what you've heard, but rumor's hurt people AnnaBeth."

Wade cleared his throat, figuring it was time to make his presence known. Both girls turned, "Sorry, I just, uh, need to get in." Smiling, AnnaBeth got up and made way for him. He smiled back. He didn't hold what AnnaBeth said against her; she was right after all, and he had no trouble with people seeing him that way. He knew AnnaBeth was a nice girl, and that she saw him as a person as opposed to not just a sex object.

The trailers started up as Wade settled in, "Hey." Leaned over whispering to Taylor, "Thanks for that. What you said."

She nodded at him and smiled. Then she turned her attention back to the screen.

Well, Jesse had not tried the yawning thing. Zoe just wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. What did it mean? Did it mean he didn't like her, or did it just mean he wasn't the type of guy to try that sort of thing? She looked at him. He looked really, really good. He was cute, and he smelled like some sort of special cologne. It was nice. She didn't even know people in Alabama knew about cologne. He looked over at her, catching her staring. She blushed at looked at her lap. She had long since finished her brownie and was nervously playing with the wrapper. And then she wasn't, because Jesse reached for her hand. Chills went up her spine. It wasn't like she had never held a guys hand before. In fact, that was exactly how far she had gone with a guy, but holding hands with a cute boy you were on a date with made it different. Context. She liked that he hadn't done the yawning thing. That was kind of lame and wimpy. This was better. The message was clearer. She smiled at him and he smiled back before they both turned their attention back to the movie.

This was torture. Not only was the movie even mushier than he thought it would be, but all the pastries they kept cooking were making him hungry. Okay, it was a little funny that that guy mugged an old woman for the legendary pastries, and he agreed with the whole 'guys think about sex 238 times a day' thing, but for the most part, the movie was a snooze fest. AnnaBeth was getting into it, unsurprisingly, and Taylor seemed to be enjoying herself, even is she wasn't as enthusiastic about it as AnnaBeth.

Zoe, he noticed, wasn't paying much attention to the movie. She kept staring at Jesse. He shifted uncomfortably. Who spends a whole movie staring at somebody else? What, did she have one of those disorders where you cannot focus on stuff? Jesse caught her staring, and she tried to pretend she hadn't been, like that was possible. She had been watching him practically the entire movie. Then, she smiled at him, and he smiled back. What was that about? Had something happened? He hadn't put his arm around her, but maybe he had put his hand somewhere, like on her leg, or maybe he was holding her hand. Wade had to know. He tried to lean forward and see what was going on. It was hard to see, so he started hovering above the chair he had been sitting in.

"Hey, you're blocking the movie!" somebody from behind him called. Both Zoe and Jesse turned to look at him, and he realized he had somehow gone from leaning and hovering to standing up.

"Uh, I'm gonna go get a refill on drinks. Anybody want anything?" he said awkwardly, hoping they'd buy it. They both shook their heads.

The guy from before started shouting again, "Hey you're-!"

"Yeah, yeah, relax okay, I'm goin'." He maneuvered around Taylor and a couple strangers to go to the concession stand. There wasn't a big line, so he ordered a coke and hung around waiting and trying to convince himself that he hadn't seen them holding hands.

Zoe had to admit, the movie was pretty funny. It wasn't something she would have picked, but she liked it. Okay, she liked the parts she

saw when she wasn't distracted by Jesse or her own nerves.

"We're gonna have to go eat after this. Preferably some place that serves magic pastries."

Zoe giggled. He was right. This movie should come with a warning. She had never seen a movie that made her this hungry. Maybe she should have taken Wade up on his offer to get something from the concession. Looking behind her, she realized he wasn't back yet. When had he left again? She felt like he should have been back by now, but she wasn't really sure. Time kind of feels different when you're watching a movie, or, well, half watching a movie.

When she saw him start to sneak back to his seat and turned her head back to the screen.

"That was so romantic." AnnaBeth said as they left the theater. Wade shrugged. He was just happy it was over.

"Okay, well, I guess we should start headin' home."

"Actually, we were thinkin' of gettin' somethin' to eat." Jesse said. Wade wanted to groan. Was he serious?

"We had snacks."

"You're honestly tellin' me you just saw a movie where they spend half the time cooking, serving, and eating food that cannot possibly taste better than it looks, and you're not hungry?" Okay, so Wade was a little hungry. But he was tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally, the whole night had been downright exhausting. "Hey, listen, if you want to bail, Zoe and I can just go somewhere."

Wade was about to jump on the offer when he saw Zoe's eyes. She was panicking and her eyes were pleading with him. If they were alone, she might even beg. Wouldn't that be a sight to see?

Wade sighed, "Fine. Where're we goin'?"

"Ladies choice." Jesse said, shooting Zoe a smile.

"But the movie was ladies choice." Wade protested.

"Technically, it was a vote." AnnaBeth interjected.

"Wade has a point." Taylor said, "We get the advantage ratio-wise. It is only fair that we let them decide about food."

"Thanks." Wade said, giving her an appreciative smile.

He noticed Zoe watching them. She was smiling too, clearly please with herself and her 'matchmaking.' Wade rolled his eyes.

"How 'bout The Rammer Jammer?" Wade suggested.

"The where?"

"It's the local bar. What, you haven't seen it yet? You've been here, like, two weeks. It's not like it takes long to see the whole town."

Zoe ignored the comment, "We're all underage."

"You don't have to drink. They have a menu. Kids hang their all the time. It's a nice, casual, low-key place."

"Makes sense for a casual date." Taylor said.

"Who exactly are you on a date with?" AnnaBeth inquired, "I mean, now that you mention the ratio, you have to admit, it is a little weird."

"Well, technically, I'm here with Wade, but-"

"Excuse me?" AnnaBeth asked, her eyes widening, "Casual or not, Wade invited me along, and he said it would be with Zoe and Jesse. He did not even mention you."

Wade glanced at Zoe again. She was not smiling anymore. She looked worried, and he took some satisfaction in that. It was her mess after all, and he had told her he was not backing down. Plus, if things came to a head, maybe the night would end early. That would be great.

"AnnaBeth, I am not trying to highjack your date." Taylor said calmly, "Although, to be honest, given what you've said tonight, I don't think you even really like Wade."

"Whether I like him or not is hardly the point!"

"On a date, I think it is kind of-"

"You don't horn in on another girl's date. And I like him just fine, thank you. He's a nice guy, and he was very kind and sensitive when he invited me here. I wouldn't have come if I did not want to be here!"

"I'm sorry that you are upset, but I was invited too, and-"

"You were invited too?" she turned to Wade, "She was invited too?"

"Uh, not by me." He said nervously. AnnaBeth was sweet, but even the sweetest girls had a scary side, and right now, she was showing hers.

"I honestly think this is just a big misunderstanding." Taylor said.

"Why do you have to be so calm and reasonable about everything? You should be upset with me too, since apparently you are supposed to be here with him."

"Listen," Wade said, figuring it was time to interfere, "AnnaBeth, I know what you think, but this really is just a case of people gettin' their wires crossed. Zoe was tryin' to be nice and set me up with Taylor, not realizing I had already asked you. Neither of us wanted anybody to get hurt, so we, well, tried to make it work." he had no clue why he wasn't telling the whole truth and throwing Zoe under a bus right now. This was all her fault after all. Maybe it was because, if he did that, Taylor's feelings would get hurt, and she had been one of the only tolerable things about this intolerable evening.

"Well, why not just tell me that then?"

"I didn't really know how. It's not exactly like there's a precedent for this sort of thing."

"You could have told me not to come."

"I didn't want to. I invited you for a reason. You looked like you could use a fun evening."

"So, basically, you felt sorry for me because of … certain things, and decided to throw me a bone?"

"Why is it whenever you do somethin' nice for a girl she thinks it's either out of pity of lust?" Wade asked, slightly exasperated. Nobody answered, "Look, AnnaBeth, I asked you here because I thought you were a nice girl who could use a fun night out with no pressure, which is exactly what I needed, a fun night out with no pressure. It wasn't about pity; I just thought …" he sighed. It wasn't about pity, but he did not know how to say it without it sounding that way.

Surprisingly, AnnaBeth smiled, "Okay. I forgive you. Just give me a heads up in the future so I don't feel like a confused idiot." Wade nodded, flashing her a smile. She blushed. "So, The Rammer Jammer then?" she asked, turning to the rest of the group.

They had sort of stepped back, feeling like they were intruding on the moment, so they were a little taken aback by her turning to them like she and Wade had not just had that conversation. However, her sudden enthusiasm was catching.

"The Rammer Jammer." Jesse said, nodding. Zoe and Taylor nodded as well, and they all headed for the car.

"Sorry about that." Taylor said, falling into step next to Wade, "I didn't mean to upset her."

Wade shrugged, "It's fine. Didn't come to blows or anythin'." She nodded, "Hey, listen, can I ask you somethin'?" she nodded again, "That stuff you said in the theater, about me bein' carin' and all that. It was nice of you to say but, I mean, it's not like we know each other really well so, why would you think that stuff about me?"

"Zoe told me."

Wade stopped walking, "What?"

"When she asked me about today and she was talking you up. She said that you're a good guy deep down. That you are a good friend and you can be really sweet when you want to be. She said you always keep promises and help out people even when they don't deserve it, and that you are loyal and always there for the people you care about."

Wade was stunned. Zoe had said all that? About him?

"Are we, uh, are we talkin' about the same Zoe here?" she looked at him confused, "It's just, she's not exactly my biggest fan."

"That's not the impression I got."

"You sure it wasn't a clone or an alien abduction body switch kind of deal."

Taylor laughed, "It was her. And after seeing how you were with AnnaBeth, I can see what she means. You really can be sweet."

Wade smiled. He smiled probably the biggest smile he had ever smiled in his entire life. He was still smiling when they got to the car, this time beating Jesse to the whole gentleman-thing by opening the door to the backseat and holding it open for them.

Zoe stopped and looked at him before getting in the car, "What's got you so happy?"

He shrugged, "Nothin'."

After slamming the front door, Wade made his way back up to the front seat. He glanced back at the girls; they were whispering back and forth, probably about him and Jesse.

"You look happy," Jesse said as he slid in next to his brother.

"Why is this such a big shock? Do I never look happy?"

"No, you do it's just … different somehow. You seem, really, really happy."

"Well," Wade said, shrugging again, "Maybe I am."

Author's Note: Okay, so, whew, that was a lot. And it's not even over yet.

Okay, first off, I know the whole food poisoning thing was a little crazy, but I couldn't think of anything else except actually faking sick, and that just seemed to lame for Lemon's devilish mind and to transparent for Harley not to see through. Plus, I think it shows the extent Lemon and George will go to for their friends, and also, how much George loves Lemon.

Lemon would never put George in any serious danger. She cares for him too much. I looked up a lot of different food poisonings, Salmonella is the least dangerous, most common, it does not last very long, and it does not take long to take affect. The bulk of my information comes from the MedicinePlus website, with some aid from WebMD.

As for the movies, I found movies that came out February 1999 with the aid of Wikipedia, MovieWeb, IMDB, and FunMaximum. Luckily, there were five movies on there that I have seen, and I even own one of them. They are all good, and I highly recommend them. I honestly did not know which one I was going to have them see, but I feel like Zoe is too nervous about her date to be too adamant, Taylor is fairly accommodating, and AnnaBeth is not only a romantic, but how many times have we seen her at The Butter Stick Bakery, not to mention she started a catering company with Lemon. The woman loves food, and I also think that of the options, Simply Irresistible is the most romantic. Blast from the Past is the only other one that is a romance. I thought Taylor might want to see Life is Beautiful, which would work well for me because I just saw I a few weeks ago, but with everybody fighting for his or her choice, I feel like she would let it go, because we needed a deciding vote. Plus, as much as I like this movie, and I do, it is not exactly a date movie, unless you are trying to depress your date. I mean, it is surprisingly funny considering what it is about, but still way to depressing for a casual first date. I do recommend seeing it though.

The theater they went to is based on a theater I have been to. It is not in Alabama, but it is in a small town, and it is pretty cool. The popcorn is not very good, but between the pastries and gelato, who cares, right? Gelato is awesome. Everybody should have Gelato. Especially crème brûlée; that is my favorite flavor. For those who do not know, the difference between Gelato and Ice Cream (other than Gelato being from Italy) is that Ice Cream makes more use of butterfat giving it a creamier texture, where as Gelato is more milk, giving it a softer consistency. I learned this from the show UnWrapped on the food network (they go into the origins of foods like cookies and candy, how they are made, the etymology, the history, and then they travel to see how different cultures make use of it. So cool!) But it has been a while since I saw it, so I had to double check. Luckily, I found a transcript of the episode online on livedasharktv. The Episode is called "Deep Freeze."

Now, I know AnnaBeth was not at her best in this chapter, but I think she had some moments. She is a little vulnerable at the moment after being abandoned by her best friend. Plus, there had to be a confrontation at some point because bringing two girls to the movies is not what double date means. I think we'll see more of a fun side of her at The Rammer Jammer next chapter. No promises though, because I have not written it yet. I did not intend to do that, (having them decide to go out to eat after), but I am glad it worked out that way. There is so much I still want to do. Wade did not even get to smell Zoe's perfume yet!

As for the stuff she said about Wade, she was not trying to be mean or insult Wade. She likes him, she is just also familiar with his reputation, not to mention she was close with Lemon, and as we saw with Zoe, Lemon does not always portray Wade at his best when talking to her girlfriends. AnnaBeth is more likely to listen to gossip, where as that is not really in Taylor's character.

By the way, what do you think of Taylor? I am sort of making her up as I go along, and while I never planned for her to be anything but an anecdote about Wade's past, I am sort of liking her. Maybe she'll end up having a bigger role in the story. I do not know yet.

Re-reading the earlier parts of the chapter, I realize Zoe's attitude is a little ironic what with the recent episode's whole 'no regrets' thing, but I swear, I was not thinking about that when I wrote that part. It is very possible it had not even aired yet when I wrote that part. Sometimes, it can be hard to keep track of what I wrote when.

Also, I apologize if the outfits did not make sense. I know basically nothing about clothes.

I liked having AnnaBeth's dad scare Wade. That was fun. By the way, does anybody know AnnaBeth's maiden name?

Since Wade cannot work at The Rammer Jammer, obviously, any ideas about who could?

I hope you liked this chapter, especially since I'm going to be super busy for the next few weeks and I do not know when I will update again. If I do update, that means I am doing a bad thing because I would be working on these instead of what I am supposed to be doing, but that never stopped me before, even if I sometimes regret it after.

I think that's it. I hope you enjoyed, and cannot wait to hear your thoughts, metaphorically speaking. Have a good day.