Although it's the First Time

Chapter Seventeen: Let's Play A Game

After Mom passed away, I often watched movies with him as a form of comfort.

One night, we watched a foreign romantic comedy film. There was a scene where the protagonist's crush finally took notice of her and asked her out on a date.
On the day of her date, she franticly dug through all her clothes and said that all her clothes were unsuitable. I laughed, looking at all the beautiful dresses and blouses that were sprawled across her bedroom floor. I thought she was over exaggerating.

And then I was put into her situation. I dug through all my clothes in my dressers, then laid out multiple outfits from my closet onto my bed. None satisfied me.

Sitting down on my desk, I stared at my closet wondering where he was planning on taking me anyway. I was tempted to text and ask Vincent where he was taking me, but stopped myself before I did.

I didn't want to seem like I was excited for this date, although in truth I was more than excited.

Finally, I settled for a pair of soft lavender shorts and a fit, boxy, white t-shirt. The shorts stopped just an inch above my knees. Mother french braided my hair and added little white daises to decorate the hairstyle. I decided on my soft pink shoulder bag, stuffed it with necessities and slipped into my black snakeskin slip-ons.

Although I wasn't much of a make-up person, for this small event, I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to "enhance my features". As usual, I rubbed some moisturizer and sunscreen onto my face. Then I applied orange lip-tint and curled my short dark lashes. Smearing on a very small amount of matte peach eyeshadow, just to highlight my eyelids, I proceeded to tight line and add a very thin layer of waterproof mascara to hold the curl in my eyelashes.

As I was just about finished applying a soft orange blush to my cheeks, a sudden knock at the door almost gave me a heart attack. I rushed to the door and immediately opened the door.

I remember staring at Vincent in his well fitted chinos and a long sleeved blue button up. The sleeves were rolled up, where they rested just below his elbow.

"You ready?" He asked with a big grin, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

I nodded and returned a shy smile. "I gotta tell Mother first," I said. Just as I was going to rush over and let Mother know I was leaving, Vincent decided to let her know himself.

"Mrs. Lee, Vincent is going to take your daughter out on a date! Is that okay with you?" He shouted. It was silent for a second before Mother replied.

"I want her back before 10pm! Not a second late!" She shouted back. I could hear the smile in her gentle voice.

"Yes ma'am! We'll be leaving now, goodbye Mrs. Lee!" He chuckled, pulling me away.

As soon as we were in his car, he drove away.

"We still have a little while before my surprise for you. Do you have anywhere you'd like to go?" He asked, silencing the radio.

I looked at him for a while, pondering the place I had in mind. "The animal shelter. The one next to the school, where you took the puppy," I softly requested.

"Really?" He raised an eyebrow.

I played with the hem of my shorts nervously. "Mhm," I hummed.

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"Hello, welcome to Sweet Pea Animal Shelter. How may I help you?" She smiled looking at me.

"Hey, Kellie. We're here to see Brownie," Vincent answered, with his hand on the small of my back. I stiffened at his touch. I raised my eyebrows at the name. Of all names they chose Brownie?