Picture of Melissa's Mom
I was going on a date. The concept was unbelievably foreign to me. I never went out with anyone…well ever. I didn’t even know how to flirt. I asked my mom on what I should do.
“How should I know? Just be yourself. That’s the only way you ever need to be.” Then she kissed my head and held up another blouse she wanted me to put on. I just wanted to wear a yaoi shirt and jeans but mom said no. now I had a peach colored tank top that was hers a long time ago. I also was wearing a khaki shirt and brown sandals. She dragged me over to her full length mirror.
“Don’t you look…”
“Ugly, hideous, revolting.” I interrupted.
“Beautiful you little shit.” My mom hugged me from behind. “Oh honey I have a gift for you.” She then pulled a little pharmacy bag out of her desk.
“What is it?” I was getting suspicious of her wicked grin.
“Okay, so I saw those pictures of that boy. He is very good looking. And you told me he kissed you, you first day. So just to be sure you have all your corners covered.” She thrust the bag towards me and made sure I had a grip on it before scurrying out of the room. I looking in the bag and blushed a deep, deep crimson. Partly from embarrassment and partly from anger at my mother. I pulled out the box of condoms and ran after my mother. We were in the middle of our living room throwing condoms at each other, when the doorbell rang.
“Crap!” I say and run to grab my purse. When I go back to the living room, there is a beautiful man with a confused expression. Oliver opens his mouth, probably to say something about the condoms, but shuts it and looks up at me. I almost pass out form his smile. I was blinded and my breath was stolen from my lungs. He walks up to me, holding a single red tulip.
“Hello Melissa, are you ready?” he says while putting the tulip in my hair.
“Um…sure yeah let’s go.” I start to walk towards the door, when I see my mom eyeing us. “What’s up mom?”
“You two be safe and Oliver?”
“Yes Ms. Miller.”
“Try not to get my girl pregnant.” I sigh heavily. Even more so when she takes a handful of the disregarded condoms and put them in Oliver’s pockets.
“Okay, but I don’t think I’d manage to do it this many times before midnight.” He then precedes to take out the condoms. All but two. He waves to my mother and pulls blushing me out the door. I had a feeling this would continue to be a very strange night.
