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Jack's picking me up soon to hangout and although I'm excited to officially meet him and spend time with him, I can't help but feel nervous. The message I'd gotten while I was eating the other day was Jack asking to hangout and Emilie hyped me up as I replied to him. There was no way I was going to decline the offer after we both seemed to click, even if it was just through messages. After asking me, he'd offered to come and pick me up from my place since he doesn't live too far from me. The thought of being alone with Jack in his car is a little nerve-wracking, but there's no better time than now. 

Other than IHop, I had no clue what else he had planned for us.  For today, I decided to just wear a navy blue crew neck with light-washed boyfriend jeans and my Converse. Right as I finished brushing out my hair, there was a knock on the door. Walking out of my room, I head to the door and look through the peep hole to see a familiar face standing on the other side, Jack. Picking up my purse and keys from the hook next to the door, I let Em know that I'm heading out and I'll text her when I'm on my way back. She tells me to have a great time.

With my hand on the doorknob, I take a deep breath to prepare to come face to face with Jack Hughes, the guy I've been talking to and thinking about for almost a week.

Opening the door, I come face to face with Jack. Taking a subtle look, I see that he also decided to wear a crew neck, but paired it with black pants and a pair of white Air Force 1s. When I look back up at his face I see that he's already smiling a familiar smile, the same one from the game. There's no way to describe his smile other than it could make any girl giggle and turn their legs to jelly. Seeing his face up close I notice how his eyes are the prettiest shade of blue I've ever seen, it's almost like staring at the ocean. As much as I love my brown eyes, I've always been jealous and in awe of anyone who has blue eyes. I can without a doubt say that Jack's eyes are my favorite shade of blue, but I would never say that to his face.

Staring at each other for what feels like an eternity, I snap out of my little trance and it looks like Jack has too. "Hey Charlotte, you ready to head out?" I feel my stomach do a little flip when he says my name and I can only nod in response. Stepping out my apartment I close and lock the door before walking towards the elevator with Jack.

"How was the drive here?" He tells me that the drive was surprisingly pretty good for a Tuesday morning. Making it to his car, Jack walks ahead of me and opens the door, waiting for me to get in and comfortable, before closing the door and getting in the car himself.

The ride to IHop has probably been the most fun I've had in the car with someone other than Em in a long time. The whole way here consisted of us making small talk and talking about our music taste. He's more of a country music guy, while I'm more of a little bit of every genre kinda girl. Once Jack parks, he makes his way over to my side opening the door for me. "Thank you, kind sir," I say, thanking Jack in a terrible posh accent with a giggle. Jack looks like he's trying to hold in a laugh as he replies with his version of a posh accent, "You're welcome my lady." Once he gets those words out he starts laughing as I follow him to the door.

Normally I have a hard time opening up or joking around with someone when I first meet them, but with Jack I feel comfortable to be myself right from the start. Getting seated by a window, we get a view of a row of trees with leaves in a variety of yellowish-orange shades. Picking up the menu in front of me I start looking at what to get even though I already know what I want.

Looking up, I see Jack focused and scanning his menu and I decide to break the silence by asking him a question, "Jack, I have an important question to ask." He looks up from his menu confusion painting his features as he probably has no clue what important question I could possibly be asking. "Yeah sure what's up?" Sending him a reassuring smile, I hope to let him know that the question isn't anything crazy.

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