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Review: Chris is the boys name. The cute one that's new at Draive's school. He has a little sister that's named Jamy. Draive has just agreed to go to Tea Time with her.

She took it and sighed happily. “My names Jamy by the way." She said as they walked over to Jess.

"We have a play date my friend. At Tea Time." Draive stated to her friend.

"Sounds fun." She said getting up and introducing her self to the two as her blonde hair trailed her.

(now on to ch 2)(I finally got enuff points for this!)

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:ch 2:

At Tea Time Chris stood in the back round as Jess, Draive, and Jamy played tea, acted like ladies, and played dress up. Chris thought it funny that two girls his age would play dress up, but he also thought it cute that they played dress up with his younger sister.

Once even his sister asked him to dress up with her and when the troop came out Chris was a king, Draive a Queen, Jamy a princess, and Jess was happy enough to play the role of the joker. Draive thought it was a cute picture.

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"Thanks for helping me." Chris said to Draive and Jess as they all walked through the mall to the exit.

"No problem. Little sisters are fun to have when you know how to handle them." Draive answered.

"Ya." He said almost sarcastically. "Hey how about for payment I give you both a ride?"

"That'd be great!" Jess said. "It beats the bus."

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Sunday morning Draive awoke to her mother calling. "Get up! Almost time for church!"

She pulled the covers off and about fell to the floor as she got got out of bed. She trudged to her closet and grabbed one of many church outfits.

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As Chris walked into church, his hair gelled back and wearing a tux, he found that his new church held a familiar face. Draive.

She wore a grey vest over a black tie, and white shirt, her pants being plan black. Her hair was in french braids as one strand fell over her face. Over all, she looked great for being in church.

The service went slowly and he kept looking around anxiously. Ready for it to be over.

Finally! The ending song played and being polite, he walked out.

As soon as he was out on the grass he ruffled his hair out and looked up, finding Draive was letting her braids out, letting her hair fall back into place.

She pulled off her vest, loosened her tie, and undid her first button.

Chris chuckled. He thought it was funny he was about to do the same thing.

She turned. Her eyes gave a spark of acknowledgment and she smiled.

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He looked great. Although his hair was a little stiff, atop his head.

She approached him casually, reached up on tip toes and ruffled his hair out better.

"There." Draive said smiling up at him. He looked back down at her.

He reached up and picked at her hair.

"There. Looks better." He said smiling.

"Thanks. You look so...formal." She said taking a step back to look at him in his tux.

Chris was tired of it. He took off his jacket, pulled off his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt a little.

"I hate formal." He said.

"Hm... my type of words exactly.” She answered.

"Want me to take you to a non-formal place?" He asked. He had driven himself and his parents had left already with Jamy.

"Ya, sure, sounds fun." She said. He took her hand and walked her to the passenger seat of his supped up bug.

"Nice car." Draive remarked when he got in the driver's seat.

She tossed her vest in the back seat as did Chris, with his jacket and tie.

"Ready?" He asked, keys already in the ignition.

"Ready." Draive confirmed.

He pulled away from the tall grey building and when they reached a busy road he sped up.

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As Chris came to a stop at the side of the road a few people broke away from a building.

“What’s up buddy?” A blonde boy asked, holding up his hand at an angle. Chris took it and they both let go.

“Hey, where’d you get this hot stuff?” Said a black haired boy as he came up behind Draive, as he shut the door. He clasped his hands on her waist and looked her down.

Draive tensed as the boy smelled her neck. His hot bresth, catching on her neck.

“Take your hands off her.” Chris said angrily as he stepped in front of Draive.

The boy looked up. “Why? She yours?”

“No.” He answered, locking eyes with the other boy.

“Fine man.” He said letting go of Draive, and backing off. “She’s all yours. Besides I know I don’t want to get in a fight with you.”

“Um… we’ll see you later, Chris.” The blonde said, pushing the other boy into a building.

“You okay?” Chris asked.

Draive took a step forward and pressed herself against him, trembling.

He closed his arms around her and set his head down on hers.

“Thank you.” She breathed into his shirt.

“My pleasure.” He answered as she pulled her head away. She smiled up at him.

“Um… you want to go home?” Chris asked trying to decide the best thing to do.

“Yes please,” She answered. Her voice broke.

He gentle placed her in the car and got in.

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“What’d he mean I already know I don’t want to get in a fight with you?” Draive asked once she had recovered a bit.

She was giving directions to her house now.

“I honesty am telling you the truth but it may sound weird. I’m starting over. At my old school people had a tendency to pick fights with me. Even though I would normally win.” He said with a shrug. “About the fifth fight the principle decided to boot me out. So I had to go to a different school, to see if it turned out better. ”

Draive fell silent for a few minutes.

“Where to now?” He asked as he pulled to a stop at a stop sign.

“Right.” She answered.

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The bug came to as stop outside Draive’s house.

“There you go.” He said.

She started to open the door and then hesitated.

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(Will Chris get a thank you kiss or will Draive leave him hanging on the end of a rope?)

(This is to give suspense as usual^-^)