Soul of Roses

Track Nine

The hell am I supposed to wear to this mystery date?! You never told me what we're doing, dork

I pressed send the morning of April the seventeenth. It was a Saturday and I still had no idea where I needed to be and at what time.

I got his reply almost instantly.

It's sunny outside and nice, so something nice, but not too nice oh and wear boots with it, you'll be needing boots

What kind of boots?

The ones you wore hiking :D

Ok... So where do I need to go and when?

Meet me at the same place we went last time in two hours

Got it

Except I was mentally panicking inside.

Boys don't know how long it takes for girls to get ready! And it's not like the hiking place was three seconds away. I'd have to get ready which consisted of doing hair, makeup, and dressing myself to look more decent than usual. Then after that impossible feat was done, I had to get out of the house without being overloaded with questions from my mom, all to be accomplished in less than one hour. Not to mention that Will and Isaac were roaming around my bedroom doing whatever.

"Get out right now," I said.

"What's got her so riled up?" Isaac asked Will.

"She has a date with your brother," he replied.

Isaac looked at me with a disgusted expression and then disappeared.

Will laughed at me and said, "I do not think your future brother-in-law approves!"

"Shut up, we're not getting married," I said. "Go away, I need to get ready."

"All right, all right," he said. "I will leave."

"Good, now go."

He disappeared, smiling smugly.

I groaned and opened my closet violently, still frustrated at Noah and everything.

"Boots?!" I asked myself. "The fuck am I supposed to wear that's nice that goes with combat boots?!"

I tried on at least three different outfits (all rather rushed) and finally picked one that I think looked the best. Red colored jeans and a light grey sweater, even though it was the perfect temperature of fifty degrees. I put on my black combat boots and went into my bathroom to mess with my face and hair.

I barely ever put on makeup. The last time I did was for a wedding freshman year. So I just put on the basics, foundation to cover up face demons, eyeliner, mascara, and Chap Stick.

Next was my hair. I rapidly brushed through the tangled brownish-black mess of hair and thought it looked nice down.

I grabbed my phone, wallet, and lanyard walked into the living room. Thankfully, my mother had decided to go grocery shopping so I told Lilly I'd be back late.

"But where are you going, sissy?" she asked.

"Date," I said as I rushed out of the house and into my car.

I pulled out of my driveway and onto the street.

As I drove to the place we were supposed to meet, a thought crossed through my head.

Should I tell him now...? I asked myself.

I looked at the clock and saw that I'd probably be a couple minutes late, but nothing too bad.