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Chapter 5: Awkward Date

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, I'm taking you out so get changed and I'll pick you up at 2." The line cut off.

Umm okay then... What the fuck? Hmm I wonder who that was? Oh well, guess I'll find out later.

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I went to my closet and picked an outfit. I put on my 'Sweater Weather' sweater, light faded jeans, solid black vans, and my black glasses (don't ask about the glasses, I was too lazy to put in my contacts). I went the bathroom to check my hair and I almost forgot that I ombré my hair bluish greenish this time.

After I finished my hair, I ran downstairs and grabbed myself the last can of Arizona Ice Tea. Chris came in a couple minutes after and asked where it was. I waved the can in front of his face and stuck my tongue.

"If you're gonna act like that then you're gonna share the can." he said while grabbing the can right out of my hands and taking a large gulp of it.

"Hey!" I yelled.

"By the way, where are you going?" he asked.

"Out I guess. I got a phone call not too long ago saying that they were gonna get me at 2 and that they were taking me out." I exclaimed.

He nodded his head then took another sip of the drink before he gave it back to me. suddenly there was a knock at the door. I chugged the last bit of Arizona then went to open up the door. Brett was standing on my front porch dressed in casual non-swaggy clothes. Ew I can't believe I just said that. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I was getting a little confused.

"You were the one that called me?" I asked.

"Yeah, I said it quick because Scott came into the room." he explained.

If I knew it was him from the start then I would have never agreed to this. "So where are you taking me?" I asked him.

"Just a casual hangout, nothing to girly, and nothing that will bring attention." I gave him a weird stare. "You think I don't pay attention to the little details. Listen I'm not a bad guy okay, I just act like that to keep my reputation. If it goes down then I go back to humiliation."

"You know the meaning of humiliation?"

"Ry, I was the definition of it. Before you moved here I was main spotlight. I got pushed into lockers, shoved into trash bin, and even the old school wedgie. I know it all."

"So how did you become...this?"

"Easy I replaced my whole wardrobe, started watching Jersey Shore. I went to the doctors and they told me that I was athletic so I started working out and I joined the football team."

"Then you became 'hot' and became the man slut of the century."

"Ouch that really hurt." He said holding his chest as if his heart was aching.

He walked me to his car and opened the door for me like a gentleman. He drove a red Chevrolet Camaro ZL1. It wasn't a shocker that it was really clean.

He drove us to the pier and dialled a number on his phone. 2 minutes later a medium sized boat came sailing into the dock.

"My Gran let me use the boat just for this evening." he said. He lead me in side and showed me the rooms. There were three bedrooms one king sized, one queen sized, and one kid sized. Then he showed me the dining area. A chandelier hung right above the table where the food was set up beautifully.

"I thought it wasn't going to be girly." I smirked.

"This isn't girly. We aren't dressed formally." I laughed at his attempt at the cover up.