Hello darlings! I'm Alexia (or Lexi). Ever since I started to watch K.C. Undercover, the episodes with Brett, I've shipped Krett, so I decided to write a story.

Please review! Sorry for any messed up words.

Disclaimer: I don't own K.C. Undercover or anything else used.

"How does this look?" K.C. asked Marisa as she holds a blue skirt up.

"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe in a red," Marisa responded looking through the rack of skirts.

She found a burgundy red skirt and held it up.

"How about this one?" she asked. K.C. looked at it and said, "do you think it will impress Darrion?"

K.C. was nervous about her second date with Darrion. What if he didn't like her? What if he realizes what a fool she is? K.C. pushed those thoughts pit of her mind and grabbed the skirt out of Marisa's hands. She walked towards the changing room and went into one of the stalls.

Marisa stayed behind looking at a new, pink dress. She circled the mannequin the dress was on and smiled. She was definitely getting this dress for her date with-

Her thoughts were interrupted as K.C. said, "Marisa, how do I look?"

Marisa turned around from looking at the magazine and smiled in shock.

"You look so hot," Marisa said looking up and down at K.C.

Kacey looked in the mirror and said, "is it too revealing?"

Marisa shakes her head, "no, it's just right."

"Great. Now I just need to find some shoes," K.C. said going back in to change.

"You look really pretty tonight," Darrion said to the brunette girl in front of him.

"Thanks," she said looking down at her lap. She played with the burgundy fabric of her skirt as they waited for the food to come.

"So, how's math class?" K.C. asked him before taking a sip of her glass of water.

"It's been pretty good. My grade went from an F to a C+," he said as the waiter comes with some breadsticks and dipping sauce.

"That's great Darrion," K.C. said taking a breadstick and dipping the tip in the sauce.

Darrion looked at her. Her brunette hair is curled and is in a half up, half down hairstyle. She was wearing a black sleeveless shirt reached just above her bellybutton and a burgundy skirt that started at her bellybutton and ended mid thigh. Her eyes were covered in black eye powder and had a thick line of black mascara, her lips were a dark, almost black, color, and her ears had black studs.

K.C. looked at Darrion. His brown hair was in it's usual state. He had a gray sweater with a black jacket and black jeans. Nothing too complicated. It was Darrion's style: not too complicated, but not too simple.

"So, how's Marisa?" Darrion asked as he reached over and grabbed a breadstick.

"Uh, good I guess. Why do you ask?" K.C. said unsure about what to say.

"Oh, you know. I've known her for a while and she's like a little sister to me," he said quickly. He grabbed his glass of coke and drank it.

K.C. shrugged and said, "Well ok."

The waiter arrived with a plate of vegetarian pasta and a plate of lasagna.

"Lasagna for the gentleman," the waiter said, placing the food in front of Darrion, "and Vegetarian Pasta for the lady," he said placing the food in front of K.C.

"Thank you," K.C. said as the waiter walked away.

"I had fun tonight," K.C. said as Darrion walked her to her house.

"Yeah me too," he said as they stopped at a stop sign. A few cars passed and they started walking again.

"Wow, it's cold out her,"K.C. said, rubbing her arms with her hands.

"Yeah, it is. Why didn't you bring a jacket?" Darrion asked as he stopped at another atop sign.

"Because it's April, and I shouldn't need a sweater," K.C. argued as they started walking again.

"Well next time being one just I'm case," Darrion said annoyed that K.C. kept hinting at him giving her his jacket. He was cold too and was not going to give up his jacket to at girl he thought was dead a few weeks ago.

They walked in silence. The whole ten minute walk to K.C.'s house was silent. The only sound was their footsteps and the sound of oncoming cars.

When they finally arrived in front of K.C.'s house they stopped and turned to look at each other. The breeze blew a strand of K.C.'s hair onto her face. Darrion reached out and brushed it back to where it belongs. He moved forward until his body was pressed against K.C.'s.

K.C. looked up and slowly leaned in as Darrion did the same. Kacey was a centimeter away when a voice rang out, "K.C.! Get your butt in here now!"

K.C. pulled away and sighed.

"Guess I better go in," she said playing with a piece of her hair.

"Yeah, I have to go too," Darrion said as he turned around and left.

"Goodnight beautiful," he yelled as he walked down their driveway and onto the sidewalk.

"Goodnight," K.C. called back walking inside. She opened the door and walked inside, closing it with a smile on her face.

"Really? Wow?! I thought he would offer you his jacket," Marisa said from her spot on K.C.'s bed after K.C told her about the date. She was flipping through a fashion magazine: The Divine Sparkle.

"I know. I kept hinting at it for about ten minutes," K.C. said as she grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl, which was on the bed. She was lying in the floor, her thoughts creating a hurricane of feelings and emotions.

"K.C.?" Marisa asked, putting down her magazine and sitting up from her position, which was laying on her stomach, legs up, and feet crossed.

"Yeah Marisa," K.C. asked from the floor.

"Do you think Brett is doing ok?" she asked.

K.C. bit her lip. She honestly didn't know how Brett was doing since she last saw him. Last time she saw him was when he left for Canada.

"I don't know," K.C. said quietly. She had wondered that question everyday for two months now.

"Oh," Marisa said was she laying back down on her stomach and picking up her magazine.

K.C. closed her eyes. She imagined everything about Brett she loved. His soft, fluffy black hair. His charming smile. His mean, but extremely nice personality.

She sighed and shook her head. Brett wasn't here. Darrion was here and that was enough. Still, she felt like she was missing something.

K.C. opened her eyes and sat up.

"Marisa?" she asked.

The blonde looked up from her magazine.

"Do you think that me and Darrion will work out?" she asked while biting her lip. It was a habit she had always done when she was nervous or scared, but it usually went unnoticed.

"Well… I think that you could," she says with a nervous tone.

"What do you mean? Marisa are you okay?" She asked Marisa.

"I'm fine. What I mean is that you just have to trust him and everything will work out."

"Wow, that has to be one of the smartest things you have ever said," K.C. said with a look of approval and shock.

"K.C.! Wake up!" Marisa yelled to K.C., "it's twelve thirty and I want to go to the mall."

"Five more minutes," K.C. grumbled as she switched her sleeping position.

"No! You're getting up now!" Marisa said as she tried to push K.C. off the bed.

"You know for a skinny looking girl you're pretty heavy," Marisa panted as she continued to try to push K.C. off the bed.

"Hey! I'm not fat!" K.C. yelled as she jumped up from the bed. Marisa looked at her surprised and started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" K.C. asked her.

"Nothing," Marisa said, "no get dressed. I have a surprise to give you."

"Fine," K.C. said as she walked to her closet and pulled out some clothes.

"Marisa, can you please take the blindfold off?" K.C. asked Marisa as Marisa was guiding her through the park.

"Almost, and… now," Marisa said as she took off the blindfold.

K.C. looked at the person in front of her. She widened her eyes and ran towards him.

I hope you enjoyed it and please leave a review.

Love,

~Alexia (or Lexi, whichever you prefer)