Save Me

[10]

Asking Leah out on a date in 24 hours probably wasn't the best idea. I had to think a lot about what to do for this date. I was in the middle of writing out ideas when I fell asleep.

Taylor woke me up the next morning like I asked her to the night before. Now I had to finish my thinking. I grabbed my notebook and looked over the idea's I came up with last night. All of them are complete shit.

I just groaned and got out of bed. The shower I took helped me think and by the time I was done I had an idea. It's already a little after 10 so I'm going to be cutting it close. I remember a while ago, back when I was in Hudson, Leah and I had a conversation about music. So right now I'm burning a CD and making a playlist for my phone. That will be playing in the background as we have dinner on the beach.

It took me a while to get all of the songs I wanted onto the playlist. I limited it to the top 50 because I could easily go over that. When I was done I got ready for the date. I decided on a black long sleeved shirt with a white collar along with a black snapback to match my black converse. I'm lucky my hair is naturally a little bit wavy so I didn't have to do anything to it.

I know I shouldn't be wearing the long sleeved shirt but I'm still very self-conscious about my scars. Here at home and when I'm around family, it doesn't bother me. But when I'm out I hate it when people stare at my arms. It's gotten so bad in the past to the point I would get anxiety attacks just thinking about going out in anything other than a sweatshirt.

During my time at Hudson, Curtis and I worked on that. My anxiety around going out in public with my arms bare has gotten a bit better but I haven't gone out yet to really try it. It's something that I'm going to have to continue to work on now that I'm home with my new therapist once I get on.

I'm not scared of Leah seeing them because she has already seen them before. If she had a problem with them she would have stopped talking to me by now. On the other hand Lauren is also going through the same things I am so I couldn't see her having a problem.

So after a lot of thinking and preparing I finally gathered the last of things I needed. I said bye to moms and told them not to wait up for me. It being Saturday, Leah didn't have school the next day so we could stay out late, and if my planning was good enough we wouldn't be sleeping at either one of our houses tonight.

I ran out of the door and put everything I needed in the bed of my truck. Yes you heard me right, I drive a 2019 Dodge Ram pickup truck. The exterior is black with some chrome accents. The interior is cloth material, not leather. Leather seats here in the summer suck. I love my truck. Taylor got the truck at a police auction for a couple grand. It was in great shape; she just had a mechanic fix up the few bullet holes out of the passenger side. When I got my license, Taylor gave me the keys and told me not to wreck it.

I plugged my phone into the jack and hit shuffle. It only took 5 minutes to get to Leah's house from my own. I hopped out of the truck and walked up to her front door. I fixed my hair and checked the time on my phone. 1:03pm. I knocked on the door and waited.

It only took a few seconds for it to whip open revealing two girls my age. They look familiar but I can't place where they are from though.

"Leah your date is here." The blonde said.

"Finally, it's nice to put a face to the name. I'm Spencer, you must be Erica." The brunette said. Right, I do know who they are. They are Leah's friends, Lexi and Spencer. They look so familiar because I would always see them hanging around each other in school.

We didn't get a chance to say anything else because Leah came to the door. My heart slammed against my rib cage trying to break free. There Leah stood in a black tee shirt that has white stripes on the sleeves and around the collar. It almost looks like we are matching, or planned this. To complete the outfit she is wearing a pair of skinny jeans and converse.