" Alright! Our first a date!" Johnny said."This... ugh. It's a team up. A team up! Not a date you hot head!" Igrowled. "And no powers!" Yes Jess," Joh...ny said. "Jess Storm. It has a nice ring to it," Hemused."Heaven help me," I muttered. Jess Storm? No. I was a Drew.We dropped to the ground and Johnny turned off his flame. Then wewalked casually across the road, two teens in silly costumes havingfun. Then I found Johnny reaching for my hand. I pushed it awayirritably as we joined the crowd of. She thought they were very Buddy Holly. Smiling to herself, the glasses matched the outfit surprisingly. She hadn’t even thought of that. Steadying herself on the counter, she slipped into her one inch, square toe heals. As much as Bren hated heals, these ones weren’t to bad on her feet. She smiled once more at herself in the mirror before hearing her door bell. Blowing a kiss at herself, she snatched her purse and black shawl and raced toward the door. Taking a deep breath, Bren tried to. Knocking on her room door I entered, she was dressed in a white skirtwith matching heels and a silky deep pink blouse."Hungry?" she asked."Yeah a bit," I replied."Well make the most of it, your admitted to the clinic early tomorrownight so this is the last meal before your surgery," she said.We walked along the lobby and waited for the lift guests looked andsmiled at what to all of them seemed to be an attractive woman with herdaughter on the way to the restaurant. We picked a table over by. I whispered softly to her, ‘You deserve it… you deserve the best.’ She wrapped her arms around me, squeezing tightly for what seemed to be an eternity. I kissed her cheek softly as she did, this only made her squeeze harder. Her hands slid down my arms, she took my hands as she stood and pulled me to my feet. She put her arms around my neck, leaning up she kissed me softly. She then took my hands again and led me through the living room, past the bathroom, and into her bedroom. My heart began.