30 Days Of Blair Todd

Day 4: Going On a Date

Warning, I have no idea what my italics are doing with their lives but I didn't want to get rid of them.

"I bet you can't do it."

Jason glared at Pixie. "Yes I could."

"No you can't."

"Yes I could."

"No you can't."

"Let's bet on it then. If Blair and I could go on one normal date I'll-"

"Buy me a chocolate milkshake."

Jason smirked. "You're on, Blondie. One normal date coming right up."
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Jason's POV
I slid the chocolate milkshake arcross the table.

"What happened?" Pixie asks as she takes a sip. "You look like death by the way."

"Thanks Blondie, it's good to know you care." She shrugs and continues to drink. "You want to know what happened? Here it goes."

"Hello I'm Jonathan and I will be your server for this evening." Michel smiled at Blair. She rolled her eyes.

"We'll have a bottle of 2005 Bodegas Roda Cirsion-"

"Jason, what's that?"

"It's red wine, now shut your mouth and let me tell the damn story!"

"That's one of my favorites," Jonathan said. He turned towards Blair. "I also enjoy the-"

"Could we just have our wine?" Blair said.

He stuttered out "right away miss." Before walking away. He came back a minunte later, his confindince renewed, and legit starting hitting on Blair. To the point where I was ready to shoot him. Ever Blair, who usually ignores this kind of stuff, was pissed.

Blair went to pee and while she was gone he came back with our food.

"Where did the Lady go?"

"That's none of your concern."

Then some things were said that your 13 year old ears don't need to hear. We "took it outside."

"Wait, hold on for just a moment. You fought your waiter?! Is that why you look like crap?"

"No, I look like crap because I got in a gang fight."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN GANG FIGHT-"

"JUST LET ME FINISH TALKING."

"Do you really want to go? I could easily take you. You're nothing but a pretty boy." Jonathan sneered

"Oh really. Do you want to test that theory?" I rolled up my sleeves. S*it was about to go down.

When we got outside he bounced around on his heels like an idiot. I gave him one solid punch to the face and he was out cold.

"Look what we got here boys. Someone's trying to fight on our turf."

There was a group of thugs. Fifteen at the least. They were all the killer combo of big and stupid. I brought about half of them down before they started to get the upper hand. Of course Blair then appeared out of nowhere kicked all their sorry asses.

"Did you guys ever get to finish your dinner?"

"Nope."

Blondie shakes her head. "Both of you need to learn how to be normal people."

"Normal is boring, Blondie.