Storm cringed slightly, reflex. She raised an eyebrow at Drake. "Don't push it," she said, seriously. She looked back at the teacher, who had been talking non stop for two hours. She glanced to her side at Drake a few times. finally she asked, "What was the whole thing about earlier? The uh... new style?"

Drake's face started to turn red again. "If I told you it would be embarrasing" He replied. Suddenly he was saved by the teacher's voice. It was finnaly time to practice. He looked around to see what the boy talking to Storm was doing. He was obviously trying to get Storm's attention. He walked by him quickly and said "She's mine now man" He gave him a quick and proud smile but soon ran up with everyone else when he lost track of Storm.

"Damn" said Henry under his breath

Storm frowned. Okay, great way to start a relationship, buddy. Not telling your significant other things. She hurried up after him, not entirely hateful of being his girlfriend. Afterall, if she could spite the preps with this, then who knows? She could have some fun. Maybe she'll even end up liking him. As they ran through their lines, Storm whispered to him. She eventually found out that the date wold be Friday night, at 8 o'clock. he refused to tell her where they were going, though. Ti was supposed to be a surprise. Gah, Storm thought. She hoped it wouldn't be anywhere romantic. Romantic dates were for later. The first one was supposed to be fun.

Henry staired at storm as she left he liked her back side

Drake smiled at the thought of them going to the coolest place to have dinner. There was a DJ, dance floor, and awesome food. Drake was so happy. He finnaly would have a girl that was more than just a kiss and diss.

Storm was a bit uncomfortable. She felt eys on her. When she turned, she noticed Henry staring at her butt. Gah! It wasn't even that nice. How could you tell whether a butt was nice or not? She took a deep breath and cleared her head. So much had happened in so little time, just because of this stupid little play. A song popped into her head. Or really, words from a song. The song the cheshire cat sang. She hadn't seen that movie in so long, and even then she hadnt known all the words. Somethign about Twas the brillig and the slithy toves. yadda yadda. Momeraths outgrabe!

Henry returned tio his script and started to acculy read it

Drake gave Henry a dirty look when he noticed Henry staring at Storm's butt. The last thing that Drake wanted was for Storm to start liking that dork. Nothing could possibly ruin the date on Friday. Drake slowly walked back stage with Storm and the others like the drama teacher told them to. People like the mad hatter and the cheshire cat weren't needed on the set yet. Drake thought why he was perfect for the mad hatter's part. Was it his good looks? His charming smile? His perky attitude? Or was it just because he was good at acting? Drake smiled at all those thoughts. He knew he would be all of the above. Drake stared at Storm as they were waiting back stage. He couldn't help but stare. Suddenly he noticed the dork kid walk up to Storm again. "Dammit! Not again!" Drake thought.

Backstage was musty, dusty, and moldy. It smelled weird. She saw Henry coming toward her, and figured she'd kill two birds with one stone. She walked up to Drake, whose overbearing cologne masked most of the smell, and he could get rid of Henry for her. Besides, Drake technically was her boyfriend now. She grabbed his hand, pretending to be a devoted girlfriend.

"Hay your Drake right?" said Henry ignoreing Storm and looking right at Drake

He noticed Storm grab his hand and he smiled until he heard the nerd talk to him. "Yeah who wants to know?" He answered back trying to sound tough in front of Storm.

Storm rolled her eyes at Drake's stupid show of dominance. She subtley mturned into Drake, so her back was to Henry. She coudn't help but inhale his scent. He did smell good.

Drake waited for a reply trying to sound as bad as he could. Before he knew it the bell rang which meant school is officially over. Everyone grabbed their bags and left. Drake was so happy his car was finally out of the shop and he didn't have to walk home. He watched Storm to check if she had a ride home.

Storm waited for her brother. After everyone else had gone, her brother finally came. His truck chugged through the parking lot. Drake didn't seem to want to leave, but she just waved to him from the curb. Gah, and she had a date with that self-absorbed hooligan.

[When was ehr date?]

Henry was about to reply wen the bell rang and everyone left he grabbed his bag walk home slowly thinking about how to make sure he got Storm

[Ay yi yi. So many people after Storm! GAh! She cant hadnle the stress!]

((LOL))

Drake jumped in his Ferrari and was about to drive away until he saw Storm just standing there. "Do you have a ride home?" Drake asked. He was hoping she would say no.

[Yeah, its hurting my brain.]

Storm rolled her eyes. Why does he have to have that horribly...Whats the word?...
ostentatious car. "Yes, Drake, I have a ride!" She yelled to him. She needed to be away from him, so she could collect her thoughts, maybe find out if she really liked this guy. Storm thought maybe she would like him if he didn't show off so much. She shook her head.

"Oh" Drake answered back in a low voice while staring at the floor. Drake walked back to his car to get out of the school and think about what happend. He tried to think about what happend but words couldn't explain it. Then he thought about the play. He kind of wanted to drop out of the play but he didn't know what that other guy who likes Storm would do when he was gone. He decided he would stay but he swore off acting after that.

[When is their date?]

(((Today is Thursday so I'm assuming tommorw)))

[[Okay, just making sure.]]

Storm watched Drake walk away. He had a nice rear, she thought to herself. And overall, he had a right to be conceited, he was pretty dang good looking. But it was annoying how conceited he was. If he just toned it down a bit... Storm couldn't think of what to wear for their date. It had to be good though, if she was going ot make a good first impression.

Henry got home and went right to bed so he could figure out how to get Storm

Drake drove his car to the mall. He wanted to get an outfit for the date tommorw. He wore found a perfect outfit for a first date immpression. It was a light black shirt with metallic silver squiggly lines on the sides with a pair of ripped up jeans. The next step was to go home and rummage through his shoe shelves.