Anything Could Happen

Ch. 21- Anything Could Happen #2

We were rushing up the long bare steps in my house. I lost track of the girls when I quickly rushed to the bathroom not caring what they were doing in MY house.

Twisting the door knob, I ran inside locking the door as quickly as possible. I turned around to the mirror across from me to find my self having a long scream. I could hear "them" laughing, they were possibly in my room, across from the bathroom, which was right down the hall.

I twisted the water faucet on hot, then the other faucet on cold. I was lucky because the hot water was about to come rushing onto my dirty hand. Thank you cold water!

I took the soap bar next to the marble sink I was using. Dove! Anyways, I scrubbed my hands like a fast cheetah. As i was thinking about that, I thought of another cheesy joke that Brandon once told me. I remember we were at lunch and he said....

"Why don't they play cards in the jungle?.......... TOO MANY CHEETAHS." I started chuckling when I thought of that. Classic Brandon... Focus Keesha! You have a date tonight with a very special guy. EEEEEEEEK! ANd it's also the same, exact guy who told you that joke!!! 

I was washing my faced rapidly like the speed of light. My makeup! UGGHH! I forgot about that. Fudge. I guess I have to wash my face with the mud leaving the unwashed makeup! Bloody hell, are you kidding me?

10 minutes later, a washing hands method, too many mistakes washing the dried up mud off, I finally grabbed the girls and was speeding out the door like lightning hit me over and over again, struggling with my pencil sharp heels, we were all out the door by 8:30. Yikes!! I hope Brandon doesn't get mad. He was in the green van, and he didn't even notice us standing outside the green van with cold shivers running down our body parts. 

We were all outsied on the curb of the side walk. I knocked on the glass, ever so lightly, hoping it wasn't fragile enough for it to break. Noticing me and the girls, Brandon turned off his iPhone, and unlocked all the car doors. I heard the clicks like how it sounds when an iPod or iPhone turns off. 

I went around the front of the car and opened the door. I sat in the front next to him, while the girls were piled in the back figuring out where to sit.

 The radio was on full blast with the song of "Anything Could Happen" which was by Ellie Goulding, I believe.

With all the shouting, pushing, shoving, yelling, noises, and long screeches in the back. I dared myself not to look back.

The cool air conditioning filled the car with beautiful breezes around us. 

Brandon made sure we buckled in our seat belts and then we took off. He had his hands at '10 and 2' on the steering wheel as I watched him drive really smoothly. Hmm.... I thought he would be one of those handsome guys who zoomed around with the car like a maniac. But, as it comes to this, I've NEVER had a doubt in my "boyfriend". 

We finally reached to the fanciest place ever!!! Me, Brandon, and the girls all unbuckled our seat belts and we made sure to take our purses and our personal belongings.

As we stepped out of the car, we all walked into the cold fresh air of the dark night with my date and my best friends. 

We were all walking into the restaurant as he was pulling the door open for me, I thought how this could go wrong in several ways. I mean what would happen IF the girls kept butting into OUR conversations, and me and Brandon never had a chance to talk privately. I do appreciate what the girls had done for me and themselves, but I would really appreciate more if they DIDN'T actually hang out with me so me and my date could get on with it. What I'm thinking is... Anything Could Happen! 

But when we were checking in, and we sat down... I was 100% right about what I had thought. I never even got a chance to talk to Brandon with the girls keep interrupting every single word I say! I mean, I love them to death, but they gotta stop!