Chapter 7: A Date With Amaimon

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This issue again?

I look into my closet, once again faced with the challenge of picking something to wear. While searching my closet, my phone vibrates on my desk, signaling that I have a text message. I quickly grab it and look at the number. I don't recognize it, but it's local. I open the message and read it.

I'll be picking you up around 5 so be ready by then ~Amaimon

I nod and look at my clock. It's four now so I have an hour. I look back to my phone and type out a response.

OK, sounds cool. What should I wear? I type out, sending the message once I'm done.

Something casual he replies.

Where are we going?

It's a surprise.

I roll my eyes at his response. While typing out another reply, something dawns on me. I erase the message and type out something else.

How did you get my number? I ask.

I have my ways...

You just smirked, didn't you?

Yeah, so?

You are so predictable.

Whatever. I'll see you in an hour. Hope you have your lips ready for a "hello" kiss ;) he says, ending the conversation.

I sigh and put my phone back on the desk, walking back to my closet. I choose a t-shirt that has Matt Smith on it and says "Bow ties are cool" and some jean capris that go right below my knees. I then grab a hair tie and put my hair into a ponytail, my bangs falling over my face. Once my hair is up, I walk to my bathroom and put on some light makeup. I put on mascara, black eyeliner, and some lip gloss. I look at my reflection in the mirror and smile in satisfaction. I look decent at least. He did say to dress casual, so I did.

Walking out of my bathroom I look back at my clock. It's 4:45 now so he should be here in a few minutes. What can I do for fifteen minutes? I wonder. I look around my room for something to do, stopping on the door to my balcony. I walk over to the door and open it, letting in the cool ocean breeze. I lean against the railing of the balcony, looking out onto the water. I sigh with delight and close my eyes, letting the breeze play with my loose bangs. I inhale and the smell of salt water floods my nose, making me sneeze. I open my eyes again and look back to the water, studying it with great fascination. I wonder what's out there...

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a loud beeping sound coming from the front of the house. It's probably Amaimon, I think to myself. My phone vibrates on the desk again and I make my way over to answer it.

I'm here~

Okay, I reply before putting my phone in my pocket and making my way out of the house. Outside I see Amaimon sitting in the driver's seat of a yellow Jeep Wrangler that has the top off. Standing next to the car, making quiet conversation with Amaimon, is Gabe. Uh oh...

"Hey Cici," says Amaimon as I walk up to the jeep. I look at him and give him a small smile, blushing when he smirks.

"So, you're going out with this guy Cici?" asks Gabe questioningly.

"We're not going out, we're just..." I say, breaking off.

"Going out?" he asks.

"...yes," I answer, blushing.

He laughs at my reaction and Amaimon smirks in amusement.

"Yes, me and Cici are going out," says Amaimon with a wink in my direction. I blush harder and he laughs. Gabe looks at the two of us and shakes his head with a smile.

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