Dear Austin ~Cashby~

Chapter 3

I looked at the small black digital clock that rested on my black bedside table. The numbers on the screen shone 17:03 in bright blue LED lights, I had twenty seven minutes until I met Austin. I was as nervous as hell, the entire day I had tiny little nervous butterflies beating their wings inside my stomach. I kept thinking things like, 'what if he doesn't like me?', 'what if he changes his mind?', 'what if I make a fool out of myself and he ends up thinking I'm just a loser?', you know, those typical first date thoughts. I'd been on dates before, but this time...this time felt so different. Before, I never got that nervous, sure I got a little nervous, but not like this, it had to go perfectly. Even my boss at work, Scarlett, who I'd known since I was little noticed, commenting on how I kept fiddling with my top, zoning out more then I usually did and how I was chewing on my bottom lip as if there was a world wide food shortage.

The second I walked in the door, once I bid a quick hello to Aaron, I ran to my room raiding through all my clothes trying to find something to wear, before going to shower. I'd opted for probably my only pair of black skinny's without massive holes in them, my black Pink Floyd tank with a white and black checked flannel top which I left unbuttoned over the top. For shoe's I wore my black Tom's and finished it off with a plain black sweat band on my right wrist and my watch on the left.

"MOTHER FUCKER!" I screamed as I turned on my hair straighteners, or well tried to, to discover they weren't working. Just my damn luck, I couldn't show up for my date, with these most handsome, perfect man I've ever met with my hair looking like a ginger afro. "AARON!"

A few seconds later Aaron appeared with a confused look on his face. "What's with the yelling dude?"

"I need your hair straighteners, like, pronto, matter of urgency!" I spoke so quickly, Aaron had to take a second to process what I just said.

"What's the rush...and why are you wearing your good clothes...oh my god!" Aarons eyes widened as he gasped. "You have a date! You so totally have a date, and don't say you don't, I know you, and you totally have a date! Oh my god is it Austin? Oh please tell me is Austin, because I totally ship that!"

"You what?!" I stared at him blankly.

"Ship it, you know like we totally ship Kellic, don't ask, Amanda started me on that term of phrase. It means I totally dig it, like you two together...ahhhhh! You'd be so perfect!"

"Why do you assume it's Austin?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh come off it, I saw the way you where looking at him at the bonfire, and the way he was looking at you. You both totally have the hots for each other. So comeeee onnnn tell me! Is it Austin? If you don't tell me, you'll be showing up to your date with a gingefro!" Aaron was lightly jumping up and down with excitement, last time I checked, it was me going on this date and should be jumping up and down like excitement, not Aaron, it was cute though.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Yes, It's Austin! Now will you pleaseeeeeeeeee lend me your hair straightners!"

"Oh my god this is massive!" Aaron practically lept at me, throwing his arms around me. "I'll be back in like two seconds!" And with that he dashed out of my room, leaving me a little dazed.