Monkees' Tails page 18

“It’s nice to be with you...and you”

By: Larrysgirl, Mickys411 and Tyson Wolf Rated G

Peter tried to concentrate on the TV, as his friends got ready for their dates. Usually, it was Davy who was out with a girl almost every night, but this time Davy, Micky and even Mike had someone to go with tonight. Very unusual indeed. That also meant three guys trying to share a bathroom at once too.
“Could you move over, Mike?” Micky asked, bumping Mike‘s elbow, “I’m trying to shave.”
“I’ve already moved over, Micky.” Mike groused, bumping Micky’s elbow back, “I want to get my hair combed nice.”
“You’re just going to cover it with that wool hat of yours, mate.” Davy said, squished between the two taller men. He was trying to brush his teeth.
“Well, Phyllis likes my hat, thank you very much.” Mike said stiffly.
“Yeah, she’s from the frozen north,” Micky laughed, “and that’s how men always dress.”
Mike scowled at Micky. “And I guess Samantha loves that mop of yours, right?”
“Curly hair runs in my family.” Micky retorted.
“So does insanity.” Davy muttered, ducking Micky’s elbow.
“I heard that midget.” Micky said. “Make sure you clean the sink this time.”
“Sure, sure.” Davy replied, spitting out his toothpaste.
Finally, the three of them were ready and went downstairs to the living room. Peter was still sitting there, watching TV. They walked over to him.
“Well, Pete.” Mike said, slapping Peter’s shoulder, “We’ll see you later.”
“Bye, Peter.” Davy said.
“See ya, big Pete.” Micky added.
“Yeah, goodbye you guys.” Peter replied, glancing up from the TV, “Have a nice time on your dates.”
“Thanks, Pete.” Mike said, “Don’t wait up for us.”
“I won’t.” Peter replied, not taking his eyes off the TV.
Micky, Mike and Davy looked at each other, then left the pad.
Peter waited until he heard the Monkeemobile drive away before he turned off the TV. With a sigh, he stood up, walked over to the bandstand, and looked out over the ocean. It was a beautiful, clear night. Peter wished he could share it with someone. Once again, thoughts of Valerie came to his mind. She was so beautiful, so sophisticated. But they were of such different worlds, things just couldn’t work out between them.
Turning away from the view, Peter picked up his guitar, sat down once again on the couch, and strummed a few chords. He started to sing whatever came to his mind:

"Do I have to do this all over again?
Didn’t I get it right the first time?
Do I have to do this all over again?
How many times do I have to make this rhyme?"

Yeah, that about sums up my love life, Peter thought to himself. How many times will it take until he finds a girl, too? Davy never had a problem, and even Mike and Micky were finding companions.
Peter took a walk along the beach to take his mind of things, mainly being the only person without a date.
He was walking along the shore, when he began throwing some shells into the ocean.
"It's not fair,” said Peter, “Why do the guys have better luck getting dates than me?"
He threw another shell in the water, when he heard a voice.
Peter turned to see who it was. It was a girl.
She was average height, with red hair that matched her green eyes and was dressed in plain type clothes.

"Hi, I'm Peter," he said introducing himself.
"I'm Kay, short for Katherine," said the girl.
"It's nice to meet you Kay."
"You too, Peter."
"You like to walk on the beach at night?" asked Kay.
"Well, sometimes I guess," said Peter.
"Are you all alone?"
"Yeah, I am. My friends all have dates, and I don't," said Peter, who was looking down.
"Peter?" said Kay.
"Yes?" he said.
"I'll be your date," said Kay.
Peter smiled at her. "Kay? Would you like to keep walking?"
"Yes I would," she said.
"We can walk together if you'd like to." said Peter
"Then let’s go!" said Kay.

While Peter and Kay walked on the beach, Micky, Mike and Davy were on their triple-date with Samantha, Phyllis and Mary. They were at the newest club in town, the Crazy Cocktail, and the place was jammed. The six of them had finally found a table and were watching all the action.
Despite being with their lovely dates, the guys were wondering what Peter was doing right now. They felt sorry for him; he was a great guy, but couldn't seem to keep a girl for very long.
"Earth to Micky!" Samantha shouted in his ear.
"Huh? What?" Micky said, looking at his date.
"I said, 'do you want to dance?'" Samantha said, looking a little annoyed.
"Oh yeah, sure!" Micky replied, taking her hand and leading her out to the dance floor.
"Micky looked like he was lost in space there." Mary told the others, then looked at Davy.
"You're kinda quiet too. What's up?"
Davy looked over at Mike, then at Mary.
"Well, I've been thinking about our friend Peter. He hasn't been on a date in a while."
"He's a nice fella." Mike put in, "A little naive at times, but a good friend."
Phyllis looked at Mary. "Hey, Mary don't you have a sister?"
Mary's face lit up. "Yeah, I do!" She exclaimed. "She's on the quiet side, too. Just broke up with her guy, poor thing." She looked at Davy. "Want me to bring her along on our next date for Peter?"
"If she's like you, she'll be wonderful for Peter." Davy said with a smile.
Mary responded by giving Davy a big kiss. "You always know what to say, baby."
Samantha and Micky came back to the table as the song ended.
"You sure can dance, babe." Micky said, slightly out of breath.
Samantha just laughed at that.
"Hey Micky!" Davy said, "Next time, Mary's gonna bring her sister...What's her name, luv?" He said to Mary.
"Mina." Mary said.
"Her sister Mina for Peter." Davy finished.
"Groovy!" Micky replied, "I feel bad for him, especially since Valentines Day is coming up in a few weeks."
"Yeah, you can't be alone on valentine's day." Phyllis said.
A waitress came over with several sodas. They paid the girl for them and raised their glasses.
"To Peter and Mina." Mike said.
"To Peter and Mina." The others replied, clinking their glasses.

Back at the beach, unaware the guys were setting up a date for him, Peter continued to talk to Kay. Peter told her about the Monkees and Kay told him she sold cosmetics and the local department store.
"Sounds like you have a pretty nice job." Kay said, "Not a boring one like mine."
"My job is great...when we get work." Peter replied, "I love to play music."
The bells of a church tolled eleven. Peter and Kay had been talking so long, they didn't realize how far or how long they had been walking. Kay took Peter's hand.
"It's been nice knowing you, Peter." Kay said softly.
"You too, Kay." Peter replied, "Can I walk you home? It's late."
"No, I live nearby." Kay said, "I'll be alright. Goodnight."
Peter decided to take a chance.
"Kay, I'd like to see you again."
Kay looked sadly at Peter. He was a very nice and polite, but still...there was the fact that her heart had been broken many times by men who seemed nice, then turned out to be rotten.
"I don't know, Peter." She said slowly. "I'm afraid of being hurt again. Maybe its just best we had our little talk and move on, like two ships passing in the night."
"What if we just meet on the beach?" Peter pressed on, "Get to know each other a little better? That way there would be no risk for you."
Kay smiled at that. "Ok, Peter. Tomorrow night, same time?"
"Same time, same place, same channel." Peter replied.
Kay and Peter said goodnight, and went their separate ways. Peter felt better than he had in a long time.

Peter went back to the pad, with a smile on his face. All he had on his mind was Kay, she was everything he liked in a girl, sweet, funny, smart and beautiful.
Peter was upstairs getting ready for bed, when the guys got home.

"Hey guys, how were your dates?" asked Peter.
"Nothin' special, we just went to a club and danced," said Mike.
"How was your evening Pete?” said Davy.
"It was quiet at first but then…" said Peter who got interrupted.
"Before you say another word, we got something real groovy to tell you," said Micky.
"We're gonna hook you up with a date," said Mike.
"Thanks guys but you see…" said Peter who got interrupted again.
“Her name is Mina, she's Mary's sister," said Davy.
It seems every time Peter wanted to talk about Kay, the guys would stop him from saying anything about her. However, after hearing that his friends were trying to help him, he wanted to be polite and listened to them.
"So, when am I going to meet Mina?" asked Peter.
"Tomorrow, at the South side branch," said Mike.

"Tomorrow?" Peter asked, remembering he was supposed to meet Kay tomorrow night.
"Yeah, that's right." Mike asked.
"Um, can't I meet her another time?" Peter asked quickly.
The guys looked puzzled at Peter.
"Why, Pete?" Micky asked. "You're not doing anything tomorrow night, are you?"
"Well..." Peter started to say but was interrupted.
"Besides, this is Mary's sister we're talking about, Peter." Davy added in a no-nonsense tone of voice, "I don't want Mary hurt because you didn't want to meet her sister."
"She doesn't have boyfriend either." Micky added, "So there's nothing stopping you two."
"It's just...." Peter hedged, he didn't want to disappoint his friends, but didn't want to hurt Kay either. "So sudden, too quick." He said.
"You and Valerie broke up long ago, Peter." Mike said sympathetically, "You've got to move on."
Peter didn't answer Mike. The others took that as a sign they won the argument.
"Well, let's get some sleep." Mike told everyone. "We gotta do more rehearsing and get ready for Pete's big date!"
Micky and Davy laughed at that and got ready for bed. Mike checked to make sure all the downstairs windows and doors were locked and then got ready for bed too. Peter sat on his bed, saying nothing. Mike looked at him, then walked over and sat down next to him.
"Don't worry, Peter." Mike said, "It's only a date." He patted Peter on the back, then got up and went to bed.
Peter didn't sleep much that night, wondering how Kay would feel being stood up.

The next day, while the Monkees were rehearsing, Peter kept yawning.
"Not enough sleep, Peter?" Davy asked.
Peter just nodded.
"He's just worried about his date with Mina tonight." Micky said with a smile. "Don't worry Peter, it'll be ok.”
"I dunno, guys...." Peter said.
"Don't worry, Peter!" Micky said.
"It'll be fun!" Mike added, "We'll make sure you and Mina have a good time!"
The clock on the wall chimed, so the guys got ready for the quadruple date.

Mike, Micky and Davy headed upstairs to get ready for their dates, Peter was deciding what to do about his problem. He didn't want to break his date with Kay, but he didn't want to disappoint the guys, as well as Mary and Mina by not showing up. He then thought of a plan. Peter went to use the phone to call up Kay. It was a good thing he got her number the night they met. Peter nervously dialed, and waited for an answer.
"Hell-o," said a voice on the other end of the line.
"Hell-o Kay, its Peter," said Peter.
"Hi Peter, how are you doing?" asked Kay.
"Great, how ‘bout you?"
"Wonderful after meeting you."
"Listen, how about we meet tonight?"
"Groovy, where do you want to meet?"
"How about the South Side Branch?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Great see ya then, bye."
Peter then hung up the phone, and then went upstairs to get ready for his dates.

When everybody was dressed, the guys got into the car and headed over to the South Side Branch. Peter wondered how he would be able to keep Mina and Kay from each other. As soon as Mike parked the car, the guys were met by their dates; Samantha, Phyllis, Mary and of course, Mina.
"Hi guys!" The girls said.
Mike, Micky and Davy kissed their girls and then Mary led Mina over to Peter. Mina had short red hair and was wearing a black mini-skirt.
"Mina, this is Peter, Peter this is Mina." Mary said.
"Hi Mina." Peter said.
"Hi." Mina replied as she cracked her bubble gum.
An awkward silence followed until it was broken by Davy.
"Um, let’s not stand out here, let’s go in." He said quickly.
Everybody agreed and walked inside the club. Peter started to look around for Kay. Fortunately, she was not in sight.
The four couples found a table and sat down. Peter made sure he sat so he could see the door. A waitress came over and they placed their orders.
"So, Mina." Peter said, trying to break the ice, "What do you do for a living?"
"I walk dogs." She replied.
"Walk dogs?" Peter asked.
"Yeah, the rich folks pay me to take their pooches for a walk everyday." Mina said.
"Oh, that sounds....interesting." Peter told her. "I play in a band called the Monkees."
"What kinda music?" She asked, finally coming to life a little, "Polka?"
"No, rock and roll." Peter replied.
"Oh, no polka music." Mina said, sounding disappointed.
"Tell me more about dog walking." Peter said, keeping an eye on the door for Kay.
Mina started to tell him about all the types of dogs she walked, whose dogs she walked and all that. Peter loved dogs, but was getting bored by all the dog talk. He kept looking at the door, wondering if Kay would come. On one hand, he wanted her to come so he could talk to her some more, but on the other hand he hoped she didn't come so he wouldn't have to juggle two girls at once.
The drinks finally came and Mina stopped talking long enough to take a sip. Peter looked over at the door again....and just then, Kay stepped inside. She was wearing a green dress and looked very pretty. Peter could see she was looking around for him, and began to panic. Kay must not see him with Mina! In desperation, Peter knocked over his drink so that it would spill on his shirt.
"Aw Peter, that's your new shirt!" Micky exclaimed.
"Yeah, I have all the luck!" Peter said with a sigh. He looked at Mina. "Could you excuse me? I'm going to try and clean my shirt."
"Sure." Mina said with a shrug.
Peter quickly left the table just seconds before Kay walked over, still looking around for him. She continued past the table and walked towards the back of the club, near the bandstand. Peter was hiding near the men's room and quickly went over to Kay.
"Hi Kay!" Peter said happily
"Hi Peter!" Kay replied, "What happened to your shirt?"
"Spilled a drink on it." Peter answered, "You look lovely."
"Thank you." Kay smiled, "C'mon, let's dance!" She said as the band started another tune.
"But..." Peter began, but Kay took his hand and dragged him out to the dance floor.
Peter and Kay began to dance, and Peter hoped the others wouldn't see him with Kay. He started to dance across the floor, leading Kay away from where the others were sitting. Fortunately, Kay didn't seem to notice. Peter could only hope the guys didn't take their dates out on the floor too.
Meanwhile, Mina sat at the table, sipping her soda.
"He's been gone a long time, hasn't he, Mary?" She asked her sister.
"Yeah." Mary replied, "I wonder what happened."

Kay and Peter danced, while trying not to get near the other Monkees, nor Mary and Mina for that matter.
"I'm a bit thirsty.” Peter said, “What about you?"
"Oh yes, thank you,” said Kay, “I'll have a ginger ale please."
"You find us a table and I'll be back," said Peter.
Kay found a table, while Peter headed back to the guys, but not before attempting to clean his shirt.
"There you are, what happened to you?" asked Davy, when Peter got back to the table.
"I got lost," said Peter, with a sheepish look on his face.
"That reminds me of the time I lost Mrs. Sampson’s prized poodle,” said Mina, “Or was it Mr. Taylor’s champion boxer?"
"Why don't I get us some more drinks?" asked Peter.
"Sure, thanks Peter," said Mike.
"Try not to get lost this time," said Micky.
"Right don't get lost," said Peter with a nervous laugh.
He got up from the table once again.
"He's a very odd person," said Mina.

Peter walked over to the bar and ordered more drinks for everyone, including a ginger ale for Kay. Paying for the drinks, he walked back over to the table; remembering too late that Kay's drink was on the tray too.
Everybody took their drinks, and Mina noticed the ginger ale.
"Whose drink is that?" She asked.
"Oh!" Peter exclaimed, "I guess I picked up one too many off the counter. I'll just go and return this."
"No, that's ok, Peter." Mike said, "I'll drink it."
"NO!" Peter yelled, "I mean...someone else may be looking for this drink. I'll give it back."
Peter got up and ran back over to the bar. Mike looked at the others.
"They won't resell that drink." He said, "They'll just spill it out."
"Peter's acting kinda strange." Micky said, "Even for him."

Peter walked over to Kay's table and handed her the ginger ale.
"Sorry about the delay. I got lost." He said sheepishly.
"That's ok, Peter." Kay said with a smile. "Um, won't you sit down?"
"Oh yeah." Peter said and sat down next to her. "So how are you?"
"I'm fine. I'm glad we got to meet again."
"Yeah, that's true." Peter replied. "It's nice to be with you."
"Thanks, Peter." Kay blushed.
Peter then remembered his friends sitting at the table across the club. He desperately thought of an excuse to leave for a moment.
"Are you hungry? I'll get us some chips and dip."
Without waiting for an answer, Peter got up and went over to his friends' table. Kay began to wonder if something was wrong.

Peter sat down next to Mina once again.
"What took so long?" Mina asked, a little annoyed.
"Um, the bartender didn't want the drink back, but I talked him into it."
"Well, since that's settled, let’s dance." Mina said.
Peter nodded and followed Mina onto the dance floor. They danced far away from Kay's table. Finally, the song was over and Peter escorted Mina back to the table. He looked over at her.
"Excuse me, I have to, you know.." Peter said.
"Oh, sure." Mina said, getting even more annoyed than ever at Peter's behavior. When Peter left, Mina looked at her sister and the others.
"Is he always like this?" She asked, "Never sitting still for a moment?"
"No, he's not." Davy said firmly, "I'm gonna see what's going on." Davy got up and went over to the men's room. He looked inside the men's room, but didn't see Peter at all. Davy came back outside and began to look around. There was no way Peter could've come out before he got there. Something was up.
Going towards the back of the club, Davy finally spotted Peter and stopped dead in his tracks. Peter was sitting at a table, talking to another girl! Davy's eyes narrowed in anger. How could Peter two-time a girl, or any girl for that matter? Peter just wasn't like that! Davy debated whether or not to confront Peter, but decided not to make a scene in public. Once they got back to the pad, Davy would have a talk with Peter. He turned away and walked back to his table.

Peter was too busy placating Kay to notice that Davy had spotted him. Kay was getting annoyed at Peter too.
"You were gone for so long, and yet you didn't bring anything back?" She asked, getting suspicious.
"They didn't have anything good." Peter said to her, "I didn't want to get something you didn't like."
"Well..." Kay said.
"I'll make it up to you." Peter said quickly, "Let me get you another ginger ale." He left her table once again.
"But, Peter!" Kay shouted after him. "My glass is still half full!"
Peter was already out of earshot, though. Kay scowled and decided to find out what was going on. If Peter didn't want to be with her, why doesn't he just say so? She left her table and followed him through the crowd.

Back at the Monkees' table, Davy sat down once again between Mary and Mina. He tried to mask the anger and disappointment he felt towards Peter, but didn't really succeed.
"So did you talk to Peter?" Mina asked.
Before Davy could think up an answer, Peter walked over to the table and sat down once again next to Mina.
"Hello, again." Peter said, trying to sound cheerful.
"Hello, stranger." Mina said to him.
"I'm sorry, Mina." Peter told her. "I'm just so nervous when it comes to girls, I...."
"Especially when you have two girls, right Peter?" An angry voice cut in.
Everybody looked up to see a very angry Kay standing next to Peter.
"Kay, I can explain..." Peter started to say.
"What's to explain?" Kay snapped. "You already had a girlfriend and decided to have a little fun on the side!"
"No, this is just a date my friends got for me..."
"Here I was, hoping I'd found somebody who was really nice, and you turn out to be a snake, just like all the others!" Kay cried, not listening to Peter.
"Please Kay!" Peter begged, standing up.
But Kay slapped Peter's face, knocking him back onto his chair, and ran out the door in tears.
"So I'm 'just a date' eh, Peter?" Mina snarled. "You used me!"
"Mina, I met her before you..." Peter said.
Mina threw her drink in his face, and stormed out of the club in tears. Mary glared at Davy.
"I thought you said Peter didn't have a girl!" Mary demanded.
"I thought so too until I saw him with that other girl a few minutes ago when I went looking for him." Davy replied.
"Well, I'm going to look for Mina and see if she's ok." Mary said, getting up. "And once I find her, we're going home." With that, Mary walked away.
Davy glared at Peter. "Nice going, mate." He spat, "Now Mary thinks I lied to her."
"Why didn't you tell us about Kay, Peter?" Mike asked.
"I tried to tell you guys, but you kept talking about Mina." Peter cried. "I just met her. We were going to meet on the beach tonight, but then you wanted me to meet Mina, so..."
"You decided to try and date both at once." Micky finished.
Peter sniffed and nodded his head.
Davy shook his head, "Peter, Peter."
"If you girls don't mind, I think we better go back home." Mike said.
The other girls agreed and everybody said their goodnights. The trip back to the pad was silent, broken only by Peter occasional sobs.

The guys got back to the pad and went inside. Everybody was quiet, not knowing what to say about what happened at the club. One thing was for certain; Micky, Mike and Davy were surprised and disappointed at Peter. He tried to explain himself again to Davy.
"Just go to bed, Peter." Davy said to him before he could say anything, "You’ve said and done enough tonight."
Mike and Micky didn't want to talk to Peter either.
So, Peter and the others went to bed. Peter tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He kept berating himself for not telling the guys about Kay. Now he ended up hurting two people, Kay and Mina. Finally, he threw back the covers, got up and went into the living room. Peter looked out the bay windows behind the bandstand.
"What a mess of things I've made." Peter thought to himself. "I finally find a nice girl and I blow it. I've also hurt Mina, Mary and Davy too, not to mention Micky and Mike."
He looked out at the beach for a long time, before he finally reached a decision. Going back into the bedroom he shared with Davy, Peter quietly began to pack his bags.

The next morning, Davy woke up and saw that Peter was gone. That didn't concern Davy, since Peter often rose early and started breakfast for the others. But this time, Davy didn't smell any breakfast cooking. Still not suspecting anything, Davy rose, washed, dressed and went into the kitchen. The kitchen was empty, as was the living room and the back porch. Puzzled, Davy walked out onto the back porch to see if Peter had gone for an early morning swim or walk. Peter was nowhere to be found. Walking back into the kitchen, Davy finally noticed the piece of paper laying on the kitchen table. He picked it up, read it then dropped it in fright.
"MIKE! MICKY!" Davy yelled from the kitchen, "COME HERE!"
Mike and Micky stumbled down the hurricane steps and went over to Davy.
"Wha...what's wrong?" Micky stammered, half-asleep.
Davy handed him the paper. "Peter's gone!"
"GONE?!" Micky and Mike yelled at once. Mike ripped the paper out of Micky's hand and read it out loud.
"Dear fellas,
I'm sorry I hurt you and so many people last night.
I guess I'm not such a nice guy after all.
I'm going to try and make it on my own.
Don't worry, I'll be ok."
Love, Peter."
The three Monkees looked at each other in shock.
"Oh no! Peter!" Davy exclaimed, "He's taking this way too hard!"
"He'll never survive on his own out there." Mike said, "We gotta find him!"
"RIGHT!" Micky and Davy exclaimed.
"Let's get dressed and look for him!" Mike yelled.
The three men started to run for their bedrooms, but ended up bumping into each other. Finally, going one at a time, they got to their rooms and got dressed.
Dressing in record time, the three rushed out of the pad and jumped into the Monkeemobile to find their friend.

Peter hefted his duffel bag and guitar case back onto his shoulder and slowly walked down the hall of the bus station. He looked at the ticket in his hand once again. It read 'San Francisco' and the time the bus was to leave. Peter wanted to go further away than that, but San Fran was the farthest he could afford and still have some money to live on once he got there. He found a few tattered chairs off to the side near a side corridor and with a heavy sigh, sat down.
As he looked at the floor, thinking about how messed up his life was, he heard the sound of crying coming from nearby. Curious, lifted his head and tried to find the source. Finally, he realized the crying was coming from around the corner from where he sat. Slowly, Peter turned in his chair and poked his head around the corner.
To his utter surprise, it was none other than Kay! She was sitting just a few feet from him, a suitcase at her feet. Kay was sobbing and wiping her eyes with a hanky. Peter got up and quickly sat down next to her. Startled, Kay looked up at him, and her mouth opened in shock.
"Peter!" She exclaimed.
"Kay, what are you doing here?" Peter asked.
"Like you care!" She snapped, standing up. Peter got down on his knees.
"Kay, I'm sorry for what happened last night!" Peter begged. "My friends set me up on a blind date..."
"And you couldn't disappoint them, right?" Kay interrupted, a smirk on her face.
Peter sighed and nodded his head.
"Well, I've had enough of men who either use me or don't have a spine! I thought you might be different!" Kay said angrily. "I'm going back to my family in San Francisco...."
"San Francisco?" Peter asked, "I'm going there too!" He showed her his ticket.
"Why are you going there?" Kay demanded, noticing Peter's bag and guitar case.
"I'm....running away." Peter said sadly. "I feel so bad about how I acted, especially towards you. Everyone's mad at me. So, I figured it would be best if I left town."
Kay saw the sad look on Peter's face and her anger towards him faded away. She sighed and sat down once again. Peter joined her. Kay looked at him.
"You're going to leave your friends behind because of what you did?" Kay asked.
"Yeah, I am." Peter replied. "I don't want to, though. I'd like to stay here and try again with you."
Kay was silent for several minutes as she stared straight ahead. She finally looked at Peter.
"You are the first man I know who was ever sorry for what he had done to me." Kay said quietly. "None of my other boyfriends ever tried to make it up to me or apologize. They just let me go."
"And I thought I was the dummy." Peter replied.
Kay laughed at that. "You're not a dummy. You're a lot nicer than most guys I know. You just have to learn to speak up for yourself more often."
"Does this mean you'll give me another chance?" Peter asked hopefully.
Kay responded by leaning over and kissing Peter. He took her in his arms and kissed her back. Smiling, the two of them got up, picked up their belongings and started to walk to the entrance, when Micky, Mike and Davy came charging through the doors.
"There he is!" Mike shouted.
"Hey Peter!" Micky yelled to him.
"Hi guys!" Peter replied, waving to his friends.
Micky, Mike and Davy ran over to Peter and Kay.
"Peter, are we glad to see you!" Davy said happily.
"How did you guys find me?" Peter asked.
"We figured this would be the best place to look first if someone was running away." Davy shrugged, "It seems we were right." He and the others noticed Kay standing next to Peter and they recognized her as the girl Peter argued with last night.
"Oh hello, miss." Mike said, not sure of what to say.
"Fellas, this is Kay Davina." Peter said, then introduced his band mates. "It turns out she was going to leave home like me." Peter finished.
"Are you?" Micky said slowly, looking at the two of them.
Peter and Kay looked at each other.
"No, we're going to give it another try." Peter said.
Everybody was glad to hear that. Suddenly, Mary came into the bus station looking very unhappy. Davy saw her and ran over.
"Mary, what's wrong?" He asked, taking her hand.
"Mina's gone!" Mary sobbed. "She was so upset about being played for a fool last night that she left home!"
Mike, Micky, Peter and Kay had followed Davy over and heard what Mary was saying. Peter instantly felt guilty about Mina.
Mary looked at Davy and everyone else.
"What are you doing here, anyway?" She asked, then noticed Peter. She pointed a finger at him. "It's your fault she's gone!" She yelled.
"Peter felt bad about last night and was going to leave home, Mary." Davy said quickly.
"I'm sorry about Mina." Kay said sincerely, "I had no idea she was supposed to be Peter's date. I was going to leave town too."
"That doesn't help me find my sister." Mary said, starting to cry. Davy gave her a hug.
"Maybe Mina's around here somewhere!" Peter sternly, "It's a big place!"
"Right!" Mike said, "Let's split up and look. We'll meet by the ticket counter."
The six of them split up in three groups; Mike and Micky, Davy and Mary and Peter and Kay. They searched the big bus station all over, but no sign of Mina. They all met up again by the ticket counter.
"No sign of Mina anywhere." Mike said, shaking his head.
"There she is!" Mary yelled, pointing at the line of people waiting to buy a ticket. "She's next in line!"
The six of them ran over to Mina, ignoring the stares of the people in line around them.
"Mina!" Mary said happily, giving her a hug. Mina smiled at her sister, then frowned when she saw Peter and Kay.
"What are you two here for?" She snarled, "To come to see me off?"
"No, Mina." Peter said sincerely, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Kay. I wasn't trying to make a fool of you. I had just met her when my friends set me up on a date with you. I didn't have the backbone to tell them or you about her."
"I had no idea you were Peter's date that night, Mina." Kay added, "Peter and I separately were going to leave town, but we're going give our relationship another try."
"I'm sorry, Mina." Peter said, "You are a very nice girl. Please don't leave."
"Yeah, sis." Mary said, "I'll find you another guy."
The person in line in front of Mina moved away. It was now Mina's turn.
"Next, please." The ticker seller said.
Mina just shook her head, picked up her suitcase and got out of line. The others followed her.
"You're staying?" Mary asked her sister.
Mina smiled at everyone. "All of you took the time to look for me. That was nice of you. I think I'll stick around."
Everybody cheered at that and happily made their way out of the bus station.

THE END