"Date": Part 1

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So...again, I am here, updating for my best-er-est amazing friend. Love you hun :)

*Warning: Cliche*

Enjoy!

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When Jeff had pulled into the beach parking lot, I was a little surprised. We got out of the car, (may I mention that it was a little bit creepy to be in the same car that hit you. I doubt you know the feeling) and Jeff placed his hands over my eyes. 'Can't get any more cliche than this.' I thought, as I attempted to swat his hands away. 

The attempt failed miserably and he chuckled in my ear, "Just trust me, okay?"

I sighed dramatically, but nodded.

We walked a couple steps until the warm sand hit my feet and I bent down to take off my flip flops, Jeff's hands still covering my eyes.

I heard a fast intake of breath behind me as Jeff muttered, "D*mn."

'My butt? Really Jeff, not impressed.' I thought.

I straightened up quickly and I lost balance and start to fall, causing Jeff's hands to slip off my eyes and fall to my sides, catching me in sort of a dip position. I attempted to get up into a standing position on my own, but Jeff held me in the awkward position. I avoided his eyes but when he was still holding me, after what felt like at least an hour, I looked him in the eye.

What I saw was nerve-wrecking. His eyes portrait such deep and clear emotions; guilt, want, need, sadness. I guess I got a little bit lost in those blue orbs. You could definitely say that I was a sucker for eyes.


Our little 'moment' thing was interrupted by a group of kids running past us, screaming and laughing. My attention snapped to them, and I saw where they were headed, and my eyes widened. There were clowns, balloons, popcorn, cotton candy, peanuts, and huge tents, set up right here on the beach.

I looked from the scene in front of me, back up to Jeff. He smiled at me and nodded. My eyes widened. The circus, really? I grinned. I had read a little bit about them but had never been to one. I laughed. And here I thought it couldn't get much more cliche....I was proven wrong by this boy. Again.

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So how was that? I feel like its been FOREVER since I updated, but it really hasn't been. I will try to update on Sunday, if I can. Having divorced parents really sucks. Its not that I don't want them to be divorced, I do. But having to go to dad's house is what really sucks...but yet again, its the only way I can update. (thank god for Wattpad)

Anyways, enough about boring little me and my life. Hope anyone reading enjoyed the chapter, (forgive me for it being soooo short :(  ) 

So...comment, fan, follow, vote, whatever :)

Later, 

Lila 

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