At six-thirty I'm at the door waiting. The doorbell rings and I open it up. There Luke is standing with one rose. Instead of bringing his Audi he brings his Truck (that I never knew he owned).
"Nice truck." I say.
"It's Ms.Reeds husband." He says.
"Oh, so where are you taking me?" I ask
"Surprise." He says.
I roll my eyes and go along for the ride. We soon come to a cliff. He parks the truck and tells me to wait in the truck. Finally he lets me out and in the bed of the truck is a picnic basket, blanket, and candles. I hop in the back and he pulls out Chinese and for desert a New York Cheese Cake.
"Let's play twenty questions." He says suddenly.
"Ok, uhm favorite color and why?" I ask
"Black, and because I like the dark, I like looking at the sky. Dark is peacefulness. Black is beautiful. How bout you?" Luke says.
"Pink, because it's a happy color. Are you really a bad boy?"
"No, Muffin. I'm not. People tend to look at me and when girls throw themselves all over you, you get called a bad boy. What's your deepest darkest secret?"
"My dad. I don't know what to do with him. I want to talk to him, but he left and I just don't know. What your deepest darkest secret?" I ask.
"Well you know about my dad and my sister. But you don't know about Jake. Jake the guy that I said was a friend; he's my brother. He joined a gang and my dad kicked him out. He tries to get to you because he knows it will get to me. He was suppose to be banned, I don't know why he's back."
"Wow, ok then let's eat!" I say trying to distract him.
We're laughing and hollering when the candle falls. All of a sudden the blanket is on fire. I start screaming and yelling. Like grabs the blanket and throws it off the cliff.
"Ow." He says trying to hide his hand.
"Let me see your hand." I demand.
"Muffin don't worry it's nothing." He says, I can see the hurt in his eyes though. I can see his unshed tear.
"Let me see you hand!" I demand but this time more roughly.
He pulls out his hand. It's the hand that was bleeding. Blisters are already forming.
"Come on, I'm taking you home so I can fix your hand." I say.
I get in the drivers seat and drive all the way home. When we get inside I get the first aid kit, and do my magic.
"Thank you." He says.
"No problem."
"So did you like the date. Can I still chase you?" He ask.
"I liked all of it except you burning your hand. Yes you can still chase me. I say laughing.
"Want to go on another date?" He ask.
"Yea, but let's wait until your hand gets better. Don't go over the top either. Deal?"
"Deal." He says.
"I have to go sorry." He says hugging me.
"It's fine, be safe." I say.
"Goodnight Muffin."
"Goodnight Luke." I whisper.
He leaves and for once I'm actually happy. What are we though? He is taking me on another date. So does that mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?
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The Difference Between Us {COMPLETED}
Teen FictionThe difference between us was that he was a bad boy. I was the good girl. The difference between us was he had the perfect life. I didn't. The difference between us was he had an attitude. Me I was as sweet as I could be. The difference between us...
