---One Week Later---

~Christian's POV~

I walk downstairs all ready for the dance and I'm nervous as hell.

"Oh, look at you! Don't you look snazzy?" Mom asks rhetorically.

I chuckle and Dad comes into the hall.

"Wow. You look nice, son!" He smiles.

"Thanks, Dad." I smile.

"You're welcome."

"Oh, my boy's all grown up!" Mom coos, pinching my cheeks.

"I'm 14, mom. I still have quite a few years before I'm an adult." I chuckle, rubbing my cheeks.

"I know, but it seems like just yesterday you were this adorable little baby boy in my arms and now you're this adorable little man." She says, hugging me tight.

"Well, we should go drop you off at Ashley's now. Ready?" Dad says, looking at his watch then me.

"Mhm.." I nod, smiling through pursed lips.

We go out to the limo to leave and before I know it, we're parked in front of Ashley's house.

I take a deep breath as I look out the limo window, at her house.

"Nervous?" Dad asks.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Don't worry. She likes you.." He chuckles.

"I know. Thanks for the lift. See you guys later." I say, getting out of the limo and shutting the door.

"Bye!" Mom yells out the window.

I wave to her and then walk to Ashley's front door. I take a deep breath as I knock on her door, waiting for someone to come.

The door opens and a big, muscular man is standing there, staring down at me.

"Hi.. Um, I'm Christian.." I mumble and he smiles.

"Oh, hi! I'm Ashley's father, Steve. You're the one Ashley's always talking about! Come on in. Ashley's just getting ready. You look nice, young man." He says, moving from the door so I can come in.

"Thank you, sir. This is a nice house." I say, looking around as I walk inside.

"Hello, you must be Christian. I'm Ashley's mom, Sarah. It's so nice to finally meet you." A woman says, shaking my hand.

"It's nice to meet you too, ma'am." I smile politely.

I hear a stair creek and I look over to see Ashley in a baby blue, sparkly dress that stops right in the middle of her thighs (which compliments her soft white skin tone), and she has her long blonde hair down and curled with some of it tied back at the top. And, she's wearing just a touch of light blue eyeshadow that accents her bright blue eyes. I can feel my jaw dropping as I stare at her beauty and she smiles sweetly at me.

"Hi, Christian." She says softly as she stands in front of me.

I open my mouth to speak but nothing seems to come out as I am speechless.

"Wow, Ash! You look so gorgeous that you got the boy speechless!" Her father laughs, causing me to blush.

"You look nice, Christian.." Ashley smiles.

"Thanks.. Um, you look beautiful." I stutter shyly.

"Thank you." She chuckles.

"Well, let's go, shall we?" Her mom says, opening up the door.

I shiver as Ashley takes my hand as we walk out the door.

---At The Dance---

We walk inside the school after saying goodbye to Ashley's parents and I take a look around. The lobby is nicely decorated with balloons, streamers, ribbons, and in the corner there's big letters that say 'Graduation'.

"Is it just grade 8s or is it the whole middle school?" I ask quietly.

"Just the grade 8s. Want something to drink?" Ashley asks as we approach a table full of cups of water and juices.

"No thanks." I say as she picks up a cup of orange juice for herself.

She drinks it and throws the cup in the garbage by the gymnasium doors.

"Wanna go in to dance? I know you're shy... it's dark in there and the only lighting is the decorative lights." She says and I nod.

"Okay."

We go in just as they change the song and it just happens to be You Rock My World.

"Isn't this your Dad's song?" Ashley whispers in my ear and my eyes grow wide.

"You know that he's my dad?" I whisper so no one hears.

"Yeah. Hope told me." She shrugs.

"Oh." I mumble.

She starts to dance around as she sings along with the song and I'm amazed at how well she can sing AND dance.

I decide to join her in the chorus.

"You rock my world, you know you did." We sing at the same time and even though it's dark in here, I can see her smile widely, showing her beautiful shiny white teeth.

"You have a very nice singing voice." Ashley says and I blush.

"Thank you, Ashley. You have a beautiful voice yourself." I respond shyly.

"Thank you."

After my dad's song is over and we lean against the back wall, they put on a slow song which makes me feel like asking Ashley if she wants to slow dance.

She watches everyone else start to slow dance with their dates and I sigh.

"Would you..um, like to slow dance with me?" I ask and she smiles.

"Yes, of course." She nods as I take her hand in mine.

I walk her over to the middle of the gymnasium and I place my hands on her hips as she puts her hands behind my neck and we sway back and forth.

I find myself place my forehead on hers and close my eyes as she does the same.

"Ashley?" I whisper, opening my eyes.

"Yes?" She whispers with her eyes still closed.

"Will you be my girl?" I ask with butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

"Yes. Of course I'll be your girl." She smiles, opening her eyes.

"Yay.." I smile and she giggles as we stare into each other's eyes.

We slowly lean in until our lips touch and we experience our first kiss. Her fingers get lost in my curls and she smiles as we pull away.

She takes my hand and leads me out of the gymnasium into another room.

~Jada's POV~

"I wonder how Christian's dance is going." I say as Michael sits beside me on the couch.

"I'm sure it's going great. He really seems to like that Ashley girl. And she sounds like a nice girl from what I've heard." He says, holding my hand as the movie starts.

---After The Movie---

We just finished the movie and the front door opens.

We walk into the hall and see Christian heading towards the stairs.

"Hey, dude! How was the dance?" Michael asks and Christian turns around.

"It was good." He nods.

"Oh.. Have fun with Ashley?" I ask.

"Yep." He nods.

"That's good." Michael smiles.

"I think I'm gonna head to bed. I'm a little tired. Good night." Christian says before turning around and walking up the stairs.

"Good night, honey!" I call after him.

I look over at Michael and sigh.

"He seems sad." I say and he shrugs.

"He's probably just tired from dancing at the dance." Michael shrugs.

"I don't know.. I feel like something's going on. Can you talk to him? Please?" I pout playfully and he sighs.

"Okay. I'll talk to him." He sighs.

~Michael's POV~
I go upstairs and walk over to Christian's bedroom door.

"May I come in?" I ask as I knock.

"Yes." I hear him say quietly.

I open the door and walk in, seeing sitting on his bed quietly.

"Hey. Are you okay?" I ask, sitting beside him on his bed.

"What do you mean?" He frowns.

"Your mom thinks there's something going on with you. Did something happen at the dance?" I ask and he stays silent for a moment.

"Well..." He sighs.

"What is it? You can tell me anything." I say assuringly.

"Your song, You Rock My World, came on and we danced and sang to that and then a slow song came on and we started slow dancing. And I asked her to be my girl and she said yes and then we kissed.." He says.

"Oh. That doesn't sound bad. You should be happy. She's your girl now." I say.

"I'm not finished.." He says.

"Okay.. Go on then.."

"So after the kiss, she held my hand and brought me into the hall and into another room where we had privacy..." He trails off.

"So?" I shrug.

"Well, we kissed and made out then one thing led to another and..."

"Ohhh. I get it now.. You and Ashley made love." I say.

"Yeah.." He says awkwardly.

"Look, usually a parent would get really upset and punish their kid for making love with someone for the first time at your age but I won't because honestly, I was only a year older than  you when I first made love to your mother. But let me ask you one thing.." I say.

"Okay. What is it?" He asks.

"Did you at least use a condom when you...y'know..?" I ask.

"No.. I didn't expect to be sexually active." He mumbles.

"Oh..." I sigh.

"Oh god, why am I so stupid?" He groans, covering his face.

"Hey, it's okay. If she does end up pregnant, your mom, your sisters, and I will help the best we can with the baby. I promise." I say and he removes his hands from his face.

"Okay. Thank you. And if mom asks about what we talked about, please don't tell her. I don't mind if you tell her about the kiss and slow dance but please leave out the other part." He says.

"Okay. I promise I won't tell her." I smile.

"Thank you."

"No problem. Now, get some sleep. Night, dude." I say, ruffling his hair.

"Good night, Dad." He sighs, laying in his bed as I walk over to his door.

I turn off his light and shut the door before heading back downstairs.