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Blake

As much as I could go to the assholes house and kill him I actually had something funner to do. I'm taking Annie out on a date. A real one that she deserves. With all honesty as much as this girl drives me clinically insane with her attitude, she's the only person I know who gets me.

We pulled up to a really fancy restaurant. I parked my car and got out with Annie still in my arms. I put her down and closed my door. She crossed her arms but I took her hand and took her into the restaurant.

" Blake." She said. I looked at her. She sighed.

" You do realize I didn't say you could take me out right?"

" Yes. Yes I do. But I also realized that you never said I couldn't, so here we are." I told her. She huffed.

" Oh don't be upset. We're gonna have a great time." I said with a smile looking back at the receptionist.

Annie

This boy is unbelievable... and cute but very unbelievable. I smiled to myself as we walked to the table we were going to eat at. It was in the middle of the room.

Oh. Ok. Attention. Nice.

He pushed in my chair after I sat down and went and sat across from me.

" This is officially our first date." He said proudly as he folded his hands like so and smirked at me.

" Hmmmm I guess I can think of this as a good rebound." I said with a smile doing the same hand gesture as him.

His smile dropped as he looked me dead in the eye.

" I am a rebound to no one. If that's what this is, your walking home and I'll make sure of it." He said.

" Damn I was just playing." I said rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

So serious for what?

I then took a look at the menu only to realize all that fancy food had weird names.

Don't they have some chicken tenders or something?

Blake ended up telling me what they were. I honestly don't know why rich people have to name things weird. Like don't worry us poor people don't care about your "lady fingers".

Cannibals

Our food came. I ended up ordering a small steak with mash potatoes. Blake order something called a Welsh rabbit. I have no idea.

" I wanna go home." I said after a first bite of what I thought was going to be mashed potatoes.

Blake looked at me. There was no facial expression, no emotion. He just looked.

Blake

Was I really that bad of a date? I know it's been ages since I had one but I can't be that bad, can I?

" Yeah sure." I told her raising my hand for the bill.

The waiter came by looking terrified.

" Is everything ok? Do you need anything?"

I was about to answer when I got rudely interrupted.

" Well well well, if it isn't Blake Charleston the third."

I rolled my eyes. Why the hell is he here? Annie put down her drink holding a finger in the air.

" You forgot Mitchell." She said. I looked at her with a ' your kidding' face. She just smiled at me.

I sighed knowing she has no idea who this guy is and how much trouble we're about to be in.

" Right....Blake Mitchell Charleston the third. And whose this fine young lady he hasn't mentioned?" He said taking her hand and was about to kiss it till I pulled it away. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

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