Waiting for superman

Waiting

Nate POV

Today was the last day of finals and we were planning on going to a big bonfire on the beach to celebrate. Emily slept almost all morning, Her classes are in the afternoon. When I came she was on the couch, on her phone. "Emily, are you going to the Bonfire tonight?" 

"Um no, I can't." she said 

"What you were so excited, come on it's our last day of our senior year at college."

"I can't I have a Date!" she said looking at her phone. 

Something was going on she was a shy person who fangirled over bands and wrote stories on wattpad. She normally never goes on dates.

Emily POV

"Did you hear me Nate, I have a date!"

"Yea, yea I heard you, I'm so happy for you who's the dude?" He said shaking his head.

"Okay, do you remember the super hot dude that fell on me at the movies last night?" I blurted it out so fast I doubt Nate heard me but whatever. 

"Yes, your 'WonderBoy"'? 

"Uh yea how did you know about that?" I was so confused I haven't told anyone that was his nickname, heck he doesn't even know.

"when I was carrying you up last night your phone went off."

"oh, Thank you by the way, for carrying me up." 

"Yea, when is he getting you?" he asked

"In like ten minutes." 

I'm so excited but nervous because I hate it when I have to be in front of people especially hot boys. He's taking me to his favorite Italian restaurant, Not really a fan. Italian food is messy, and always has to much seasoning on them. 

~twenty minutes later~

Nate POV 

She has been laying on that couch for twenty minutes now. I want to say something but I'm scared she will throw a shoe at me. 

After I finally gain the courage I ask " Is he coming?" 

"Yes he coming his washing machine broke so he had to go the laundry mat and it takes longer then he thought." she sounded really Disappointed so I took my roman noodles into my bedroom .

~five minutes later~

I came back out to the kitchen to put my dishes in the sink and she's still sitting there. I decided to go sit by her and see what she was doing. 

"Whats up?" 

"He's not coming is he?" Emily asked starting to cry. She rolled over onto my lap balled her eyes out.