Give Me Life

Unfortunate Cookies

Hair brushed down over my shoulders? Check. Black eyeliner circling my big, round eyes? Check. Gray eye shadow? Check. Mascara? Check.

I texted Ed and asked him if a dress would be too fancy for our date, and he just told me to wear whatever I'd like. So, I decided on a blue dress and simple black flats. My golden wavy-ish hair rests on my shoulders. My makeup looks nice (at least I think it does) and it makes my not-too-pale skin look as if it's glowing.

Everything is great; I look good, Ed has been really sweet, I'm excited for tonight... But I can't stop thinking about that text. The one that warned me not to see Ed anymore. I'm ignoring it. It has to be fake... A joke. There's no other explanation, and I'm not letting some stupid text ruin my night. I feel good about Ed and I am going on this date.

I haven't told Lottie though. The text told me not to. I know I just said I'm going to ignore it, but part of me is scared of it. I shouldn't be, really, but I don't know... Something just isn't right. Luckily, I haven't gotten anymore texts.

My phone rings and I jump.

I shouldn't react like that to my own phone.

It's Ed, thank god.

"Hey, you have no idea how happy I am that it's you," I say.

"Thanks" He says laughing, but also sounds a little confused. "I'm here by the way."

"Okay, I'm on my way out," I say.

I stroll out the door and lock up because Lottie is out for the night too. She's somewhere drinking with our group of friends. I skipped Saturday Night Drink Night for dinner with Ed, so Lottie is probably off telling them about my 'boyfriend'.

As I'm walking down the stairs, I see Ed standing on the passenger's side, holding the door open for me.

"Well, well, well," I say grinning. "You're a little gentlemen, aren't you?"

He chuckles and I sit in the car and smile up at him. He walks around the other side of the car and gets inside.

"Are you ready to go get some delicious Chinese?" He asks pulling out onto the road.

"The way you said that made it sound like we're going to get delicious Chinese people," I say giggling. He giggles with me and I discover his laugh is adorable.

He turns on the radio a little while into the ride and I absentmindedly sing along to the song that is playing. He keeps looking at me out of the corner of his eye and I think he's annoyed with my singing.

"Sorry," I say nervously.

"No, don't apologize..." He says. "You've actually got a really nice voice."

"Oh, no," I say. "I could probably make someone go deaf if they hear me sing... But thank you."

"No, really, your voice is very good," he says suddenly serious.

I smile and thank him again. A few minutes fly by and he's parking in front of the restaurant.

We step out of the car and head in, ready to start our date. All of my uneasiness about it goes away. There's nothing to be afraid of. Ed is a sweet guy, and I'm not going to lose my chances with him. It's been a while since I've been in a serious relationship. My last big break up was pretty bad, and I was upset for so long. But what if Ed is different? I'm not passing this up over a dumb little text.