The Theater Room

Chapter 21

Erin's POV:
(Friday. Erin & Tom's date)

"Emmaaaaa" I whine and she starts to laugh, "Come on i'm being serious. Please help me!" "I am!" she defends but continues to chuckle, "I don't know what to wear, and you keep pulling out absolutely ridiculous items of clothing." I say and Emma scoffs and places a hand on her chest, "They aren't ridiculous." "Emma. I'm not wearing a sparkly mini dress, coral pink tank top with a black mini skirt, or that tight as hell black dress that is also very short. Plus it's like cold out." I reply and Emma acts hurt, "Also what's with all of the 'mini' items that you own?" I ask and Emma breaks into laughter.

"Well ya see, when you get drunk at 2:00 in the morning you order some crazy shit that you'd never order if you were sober." Emma replies and I chuckle, "Like I've never worn any of the crap I've told you to wear." she chuckles, "Wow, thanks for pawning them onto me." I reply and Emma stands up and walks over to my dresser. "Okay enough dickin around, go get showered then come back i'll have an outfit ready." Emma says and I nod, "Okay. I better not come back to something insane." "Just go woman."

***

I get back to the room and look at my bed, there's a long sleeve navy blue shirt, green and navy plaid shorts, black tights, black boots, and a watch for accessory. "Hmm." I hum in approval and Emma coughs and catches my attention, "So whatcha think?" "I like it, thanks!" I reply and Emma smiles, "Well of course you would. I picked it." Emma chuckles and flips her hair dramatically.

I get dressed and dry my hair, then I loosely curl it. Lastly I do a little makeup then I slip on my glasses and turn to Emma, "So. What ya think?" "I think you look good. Tom is gonna be all blushy and cute when he sees you." "No he won't be." I blush and look down, "Bitch how much you wanna bet?" Emma chuckles and I shake my head. Good lord my roommate is something.

"Emm-" I start but get interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. "Hello." "Hey Eri, I'm almost to your dorm. I'll come up to get you." Tom says from the other end and I smile, "Okay sounds good. Are you ready for our date?" "Beyond ready." Tom replies and my smile grows, "Same." I reply and you can basically hear the boy smile, "Hopefully it'll turn out good." he replies, "I hope so." I reply then the line goes silent for a few seconds, "Tom?" "I'm at you door." "Ha okay. I'm gonna hang up, be right there." I reply and end the call.

I turn and look at Emma and she's wiggling her eyebrows at me and pointing at the door. I flip her off and she starts to laugh and I proceed to go answer the door. "Hi." I grin when I open the door and see Tom standing there. "Hey. Woah you look amazing." Tom blushes and glances down but he's quick to turn his attention back to me. Damn Emma. I bet she's smiling like the damn Cheshire Cat. I look over my shoulder and sure enough she is. Damn. I grab my black leather jacket and purse then wave to Emma, "Bye, don't drunk order anything." "Don't tempt me." she chuckles, "Bye you two have fun!" she adds and Tom and I leave.

***

After about a fifteen minute walk Tom and I arrive at the restaurant. About half way through the walk Tom bumped my hand with his and he laced his fingers with mine, and he hasn't let go of my hand yet. "King table for two." Tom says to the man at the host podium and the man scans a list then nods, "Right this way Mr. King." the man says then turns to lead us to our table. "Ha he called me Mr. King." Tom whispered to me and it made me giggle. "Your table Sir." said the host and he gestured us to the table.

"Thank you." Tom and I reply and the man walks off. Tom then pulls my chair out for me, "Why thank you Mr. King." I grin and Tom chuckles, "You're welcome Ms. Bingley." "Hi my name is Kurtis and i'll be your server this evening. What would you like to start with this evening?" our server asks and Tom and I look at each other and I shrug. "We'll take a nice white wine." Tom says and I widen my eyes and look at him then to the server. "Any specific kind Sir?" "Nah. Just bring us whatever is best." Tom replies and I look at him like he's crazy. Our server just nods his head and goes to fetch the wine.