Shooting star

first date

Adeline's pov

The clock struck five, and a wave of nervous anticipation washed over me as I paced back and forth in my room. Tonight was the night of my date with Beau, and I couldn't shake the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

With a deep breath, I reached for my phone and dialed Hadley's number, seeking her advice on what to wear. She answered on the second ring, her bubbly voice filling the room.

"Hey, Adeline! Are you ready for your big date?" she exclaimed, excitement evident in her tone.

I chuckled nervously, running a hand through my hair. "Hey, Hadley. Yeah, I guess you could say that. But I have no idea what to wear."

After a few minutes of deliberation, we settled on a casual yet stylish outfit: leggings paired with a tight-fitting long-sleeve crop top that showed off just enough skin to be tasteful. With Hadley's reassurance, I felt a surge of confidence as I made my way downstairs to wait for Beau.

At exactly 7 o'clock, there was a knock at the door, and my heart leaped in my chest as I rushed to answer it. And there stood Beau, looking effortlessly cool in black baggy carpenter jeans and a blue Patagonia sweater, a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

"Hey, Adeline," she greeted me with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Hey, Beau," I replied, returning her smile. "You look amazing."

We exchanged a few more words before heading out to Beau's old Ford truck, and as we climbed inside, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the adventure that awaited us.

As we drove to our destination, Beau shared the story of her dad's truck, the memories it held, and the bond they shared. It was a bittersweet moment, but one that brought us closer together as we navigated the winding roads.

When we arrived at the spot by the lake, I was greeted with a pleasant surprise: a white screen set up for a movie, with "10 Things I Hate About You" my favorite movie already loaded up. Beau guided me to the back of the truck, where a mattress, blankets, her basketball hoodie, and a bin of my favorite snacks awaited us.

We spent the evening watching the movie and talking, our laughter mingling with the soft sounds of the night. And as the hours passed, I found myself falling more and more for Beau, her warmth and kindness filling me with a sense of happiness I had never known before. She is never getting this hoodie back. 

As the night came to an end, Beau drove me home, the gentle hum of the engine and her effortless singing lulling me into a sense of contentment. I am in awe of how good of a singer she is, the tune of the kind of love we make by Luke Combs comes through the old speakers. And as we arrived back home, she walked me to the door, she kissed my cheek and thanked me for the date, leaving me with a sense of longing for the next time we would be together.