Careless Love

The blinddate

”Your gardrobe really sucks,” my best friend complained. My gardrobe did not suck at all. My gardrobe contained Marvel clothes, Superwholock clothes, Harry Potter clothes and other clothes that showed people my personality without them getting to know me. I hope that explanation made any sense.

She wanted to pick out a dress but I only had dresses with galaxy prints on them, a dress with Marvel and a grey dress with a totenkopf on it. I only had black shoes and then one pair of black high heels. I had a straightening and a curling iron and I had a lot of hair accesories, so I was pretty sure that my best friend at least liked those stuff.

”I have the most un-perfect outfit for you. You have to wear it, babe. You're gonna wear this high and black skirt with this red Coca Cola-shirt. You're supposed to wear the shirt under the skirt. Oh - and don't wear a bra. Wear a mini black top underneath the Coca Cola-shirt. Please wear the black high heels. Then you, like, really have to wear my leather jacket that I'm wearing right now.” Her leather jacket had been so expensive that if I deestroyed it, her entire family would sue me.

”My Coca Cola shirt? Really? Okay, I understand. I promise I won't do anything bad to your precious jacket,” I grinned. 

She made me sit on a chair while she curled my hair with my curling iron. My hair looked so much prettier with curls, if I really had to be honest with myself. Then I put mascara on and she did the rest of the make up so I did not look like a slut who did not know how to put on make up. I still looked natural, so I was completely satisfied with the make up.

As she went to the bathroom, I took on my shirt, then my skirt, my black high heels and then Sophie's black leather jacket. I was ready to go to the date I would never be ready to go to. When she came back from the bathroom, she gave me the elevator look, smiled and then hugged me. 

My mom was waiting for me at the end of the stairs. She was so excited to see me look beautiful. ”My baby darling, you look so ... You can't wear that shirt!” Funny how she started out being this sweet and amazing mom but then ended up being this annoying and impossible to love mom. ”I am sorry, mrs Cole. She has to wear it because she is going on a date, you know, and she has no dresses she can wear. I picked this outfit out. I hope you still like it though, if you pretend she is wearing a different shirt.

”Oh, well. Then the outfit is magnetizing,” mom smiled.

We walked outside, got in her car and then she drove me to a restaurant where my date was. I was so excited. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach eat me and I could easily feel the warmth in my entire body - especially my face. But when I stepped into the restaurant, my best friend left me, I asked for the table and I saw who my date was, that was when I panicked. I wanted to run home and cry without actually crying.

”D-Drew? I-Im sorry but I t-think I'm your d-date to-tonight,” I stammered as I sat down on the chair right in front of him. He looked surprised, disappointed, confused and nervous at the same time. Well, he always looked surprised, confused and nervous so that did not really come as much of a shock.

”T-thats okay...” he also stammered. Aw, he was so cute when he stammered! He was obviously as nervous as I was and that just made him more perfect.

Perfect? Tsk! He was not perfect at all and neither was I. Nobody is perfect, you live and you work it again and again till you get it right.

”You look beautiful, I guess,” he said and half-smiled. My cheeks turned even more red when he said that. ”So, what do you want to it?” he asked me. I took the menu card and looked deeply at it. I did not even have to look at the menu card; I already knew what I wanted to eat. I always knew what I wanted to eat when I was at a restaurant. ”I'll take some french fries and chicken, please,” I said girly and happily to him.