Am I crazy? (✔)

1. Dinner

Hope you like.

Rachelle and you casually talked in the car the whole way towards your school.

Once having arrived at the entrance, she turned to face you in the seat.

"(Y/N)."

"Yeah?"

Rachelle took hold of your hands, which surprised you. "I've decided I'm going to tell mom and dad about Vincent. And I'll invite him for dinner so they can get to know each other."

"Wow. You're really into him."

She smiled and blushed. "I am aren't I?" Her hands retreaded to touch her cheeks. "Gosh, I probably look like a tomato!"

You laughed.

"(Y/N). What do you think? Should I? I mean...it's usually the man who invites first and well...I'm not exactly sure that he likes me..."

You stared ahead, analyzing the situation. Then spoke. "It's fine. Just casually invite him as a friend. I'm sure he won't reject a simple matter like that."

Her smile grew wide and quickly hugged you. "Thank you!!!"

"Okay okay." When you stepped out, you casually looked at her. "When's it gonna be?"

"Today!"

"Today. Wait...TODAY!? RACHELLE!!!"

She drove away fast before you could say another word.

Why must she rush everything...

Class went by smoothly as usual. You spent it talking with Jeremy, a friend.

Once class was over for the day, Rachelle took her sweet time in picking you up. Jeremy kept you company at least.

Right now in your house, you're standing looking at yourself in the mirror of the bathroom.

Your parents agreed to Rachelle's idea. They're anxious to meet this doctor friend of hers.

When the doorbell rung, your sister dashed towards the door.

You were in the kitchen helping your mom.

"Vincent! I'm so glad you could come!"

Your mother whispered to you. "Oh honey, could you please set these on the table while I quickly introduce myself?"

You noded.

As you prepared the table, you could hear them in the living room.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Sir." Vincent started.

"Oh no my boy, the pleasure is mine."

"This must obviously be (Y/N) and Rachelle's beautiful mother."

Well ain't he cheesy.

Your mother giggled. "I like him already."

As you returned to the kitchen, they moved towards the table in the dinning room.

When you returned to place the last of the food, Vincent caught sight of you and his smile quickly recovered life.

Your father and mother sat down. As you were about to take your chair, Vincent pulled it out for you.

"Thank you."

Rachelle waited to see if he'd do that to her.

He didn't.

She sat down and gestured for him to sit next to her, in which seems he didn't see her since he deliberately chose to sit next to you.

Rachelle grunted.

"(Y/N), can I please sit there?"

You looked at her, "Oh" and started to rise up. "Sure-"

"Rachelle that's (Y/N)'s chair." Interrupted your father. "(Y/N)'s already seated, don't bother."

You sat down grimacing.

Rachelle scoffed and indignantly sat down as well.

Vincent pulled his chair closer to yours. "You look great. I'm glad I got invited."

"You should thank Rachelle. She planned this dinner."

"Yeah, I will. Thanks to her, I can see you."

He muttered that last part, but you heard it clearly.

You were about to ask him until your parents submerged him into a conversation.

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