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I smiled and smelled the rose. "And where would we go?" I say with a smile. "Something simple. Yet I can not tell " he said with a smirk. "So I'm guessing this would be okay to where?" I say looking down at my outfit. He laughed lightly, "Perfect".

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We are walking around town as the sun starts setting. "So are you going to tell me where we are going yet?" I say to him. He shakes his head and smiles. We come up to a little park, large grass area and swings. Then i see a blanket with a basket. "A pinic?" I say happily. He motions for me to sit on the blanket. "Well Thank you Mr. Johnson."

"My pleasure. Im not the best chef so I made the over all cliche sandwhich." I look into the basket and pull a mini peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches. "Aweee these are adorable!" I say as i dump them onto the blanket. He laughs and pulls out a gallon of orange juice.

"Ah you remembered."

"Maybe I didn't wan't apple juice. Too main stream."

I giggle. When we were little we had apple juice boxes and I absolutely hated apple juice and prefered orange juice, and I still do. He pours me orange juice in a mini Styrofoam cup.

"Why thank you sir."

"No problem ma'am. Good date so far?"

"Of course."

He smiles admiringly and bites into his sandwhich. 

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