Outgoth The Goth

Chapter 4 - A dinner date?

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Outgoth the Goth

Chapter 4 – A dinner date?

No One's POV.

After lunch, Tori thought of her impending evening out with Wednesday. She felt torn about it. Deep down she'd rather be with Jade. For a while, Tori was even thinking of canceling on Wednesday. She concluded that, such an action, might be quite, unwise.

Just before the last class of the day, Tori spotted Jade at her locker and decided to go over. Jade had seemed to have been in a bad mood since lunch and Tori wanted to see if she was better.

"Hi Jade." Tori said cheerfully.

Jade who had just shoved a book in her locker, slammed it shut and turned around. There was a distinct scowl on her face.

"What do you want Vega!" Snapped Jade, in a rather harsh fashion.

Not expecting the harsher than normal reply, Tori took a step back. "I was just saying hi."

"Well you did, now get lost."

At that moment, Tori decided to go out with Wednesday.

"Jade, I was just.....nevermind." Tori said, before she turned and walked off.

Watching Tori suddenly just give up and walk off, Jade banged her head against her locker.

"Fuck!" Jade hissed, before storming off.

After the last class, Tori was at her locker when Wednesday walked up.

"Tori, thank you for agreeing to go out. Would it be Ok, if I picked you up at 6:30. We can eat and go to the mall."

Tori smiled. "Sure, that will give me time to clean up and change. I live at 2350, West Carmilla Avenue.

"Good, see you then."

Tori went home, washed up and put on a nice blue dress. It wasn't a date, but Tori certainly got vibes that it could be one. She was odd, scary and beautiful, not to mention interested.

At 6:30 on the dot, the doorbell rang. Tori, who was all ready to go, opened the door to find Wednesday standing there.

"Are you ready?"

"Sure, let's go."

Walking out the door, Tori briefly paused to see Wednesday's car was a somewhat beat up 1979, Black Cadillac hearse.

"My apologies for the car Tori."

Tori shrugged. "No worries, you drive what you can some days."

"Yes, most unfortunate that my brand-new hearse developed a transmission problem. Again I'm sorry for the poor condition of the car. Though you'd be interested to know it does have an entertainment connection, of which I think you'd be very interested." Wednesday remarked as they walked to the car and she opened the door for Tori.

"What?" Said Tori, her curiosity peaked.

"It was the hearse that carried Fred Astaire to the cemetery after he had died."

Tori's eyes opened wide. "Ooohhh....I love Fred Astaire. He's one of my favorite actors. His dancing looked so effortless."

Wednesday got in the car and started to drive. "It needs some body work, my brother Pugsly was using it to see how fast our neighbor could run."