Hope

The "Date"

So I looked at him. He was not what I  expected. I thought he was going to be fat and ugly or more like his dad. His dad was not even the tiniest bet cute. But, no he was one of the hottest boys I've ever seen.

He was tall, but not to tall. He was really buff, but not to buff. He had amazing blue eyes and brown hair that was gelled up high. He was hot. He had a nice black suit on with a green tie and man was he hot. I think I said that but oh, well.

He said, " Hi, my name is James and I really like your dress." I blushed. I said, "I'm Ivy. And thank you. You look nice in your suit."

"Well I will drive you two to the restaurant. Then I will comeback and get your friends." Mr. Savage said to us. "Sounds good. Also I hope you know I did not give them the idea." Mr. Savage replied in a whisper, "I know but I wanted you to go on a date with my son. I know you hate cleaning and would pick the date." "Well that's mean!" I said back.

We got into the car and it only took about 5 or 10 minutes to get there. The outside of the restaurant looked just as fancy as the name. The name was some French thing. I don't even remember it. Mr. Savage let both of us out and said something like have a good time.

We went inside and James said, "Table for two under Savage," to the hostess She replied with, "Right this way." We followed her to a table for two in the corner. The place was massive. It have like 20 tables for two, 10 for 4, and 3 for 6-10 people. The restaurant also had very little light.

James pulled out my chair and I sat down. The waitress came and asked us what we wanted to drink. James ordered champagne for us to drink. She came back with it in 2 minutes with our champagne. I was scared to taste it but I did. It was not like any thing I had ever tasted. I was so bubbly and had a very unique taste. "This is the best think I've ever tasted!" I said very excited. James replied, "You've never had champagne?!?" I said back, "No, I just turned 21 in February and haven't had much time to drink." "Oh.."

"Okay so tell me about your self," James said. "Okay. My name is Ivy Carson. I'm 21. I'm in college to become a vet. I love animals. And I couldn't bring my dogs to college." "Nice but what about your hobbies, your fears and that type of stuff," James said. I replied, "Oh. Well I like to read, eat, sleep, and be around animals. I fear being in closed spaces with to many people and I don't like to be to close to people. O don't like to be confined to one space. I also love superheroes and I believe in the Impossible." James had a weird look on his face like, really? He then said, "Your interesting and pretty." "Well tell me about your self." "I hate animals and books. Sleep can be left not done. Food is okay. I love people. And superheroes are stupid." I was so shocked. He just said he hated everything I liked! I think he could tell that too.

The waitresses came up and took our order. I ordered the steak with some type of fantasy mushrooms and mashed potatoes. James ordered a salad with to many things to remember (it was all healthy) and it was supposed to have chicken, but he ordered it with out it. I am really wondering why he ordered it with out chicken. Also when I ordered my steak me looked at me in the way that showed he wanted to yell at me for ordering it.

"What do you like then?" I asked James. "Well I like my house. I like my dad. I like to TV." "That's all! For being a hot guy you sure hate a lot of stuff! How can you hate animals? Food? Sleep? Books? And I'm fine if you hate superheroes but why!" I practically screamed what I was saying. I was getting so angry I think my face was as red as a tomato! I looked around the restaurant and to my surprise only the table next to us was looking at us funny. "Sorry for that" I said to them. They then looked back at there plates.

"Okay. Slow down. I don't hate all of those things. I'm allergic to animals, well most kinds, I'm fine with food but I'm not obsessed, I don't get much sleep because of my dad, and why are reasons I don't want to discuss in public, and books and superheroes just aren't my thing." James said back to me. "I don't like books because I can't really read." I was shocked. How can he not read? Was it because he never learned, is he dyslexic, did he chose not to learn? "Oh, well... I'm sorry. I didn't know." Well of course I didn't know, I just meet the guy! "It's fine." We stopped talking and I felt really bad for yelling at him.

After like 10 minutes of sitting in complete silence, except for others talking around us, the waitress finally brought our food out. My steak looked delicious and his salad could have used some meat in it, but oh, well. We ate our food and we talked about some stuff that we did that day. It wasn't that interesting. We also talked about our favorite shows. He didn't like any of my shows. To be fair all of my shows are about superheroes or there more of shows for girls.

I had just finished all my food. James was done with half his salad. He's a slow eater. "Okay. First, your a slow eater. Second, what's for dessert?" "What ever you want. I personally love the lava cake." "Well let's get that then." Within 10 minutes of ordering the lava cake it was out and on the table. And that we ordered it after James was done eating. He is one of the slowest eaters ever!

I took one of the spoons on the plate. "You want the first bite?" "Sure" James took the other spoon and softly pushed the spoon through the powdered sugar covered, chocolate, lava cake. Then the chocolate oozed out of the new whole. It was amazing. He moved the spoon up to his mouth and ate the spoon full of heavenly goodness. I took my spoon and got myself a spoon full of heaven. I then put its in my mouth and my eyes lit up. I've never had a lava cake before and it was more than amazing. It was spectacular! James looked at me like I was crazy. "Have you never had a lava cake before?" "No, I haven't." We both laughed. We took a couple more spoonfuls and then the heavenly goodness was gone. "Wow! You really liked that." "Yes, yes I did!"

James got the check. He put put a couple bills with the bill and the waitress grab it. She then asked for our IDs. I pulled mine out of my wallet and she said,"You don't look 21." "Yeah. I've been told." James was 23 so he was fine. She walked away and came back in 5 minutes with our change. James left a nice tip and we were off.

Once we got outside the restaurant James said, "Would you like to go home or do you want to head to a bar and have a couple of drinks?" "Ummm, well, why not go to the bar." "Okay. Let me call my dad to tell him we will walk home after we do somethings." He grabbed his phone and called Mr. Savage. "He said he was fine with that as long as I got you home by 11 and I was home by 12." "Okay well where is this bar?" "Just follow me." He then held out his arm and I grabbed it.

We walked down the block to this small but surprisingly nice bar. We went in and grabbed a seat. The bar tinder was tall with blond hair. He asked what we wanted to drink. "I'll take a beer and for the lady..." "I'll take a martini." Since I could drink I have only gotten martinis and vodka. I'm to scared to try anything else because I hear most other things are a acquired taste.

I can't say much more about the bar because, for one I don't remember much of it and two we wanted to keep most of it a secret. But I'll tell you some stuff. He is dyslexic so he doesn't like books. He thinks superheroes are for those who need to escape from reality. And most types of meats he's allergic to. That's kinda all he told me.

He walked me home and I got up to the porch and guess what! He kissed me! I hesitated for a minute, then I kissed him back.

By the end of the night he some how he made me like him! We said our goodbyes and I went to my room and he went to his house.

I got my dress of of me and then I went to the bathroom to get my makeup of. I think I had one to many drinks because...