Always, for you.

4

Friday afternoon, I start to get nervous. I don't even know what to wear! "Should I take a bath?" I thought to myself. "I took one yesterday... but what if I sweated enough today to smell bad? My hair must look horrible. Should I straighten it?" My head began swirling with thoughts. I ended up taking a bath.

With the towel on my head, I stare into the closet. Then, I checked the hour on my phone. |4:07 p.m.| I threw my phone to the bed. Taron told me to meet up at Starbucks in the mall at 5:30 p.m. so I've still got time. Then, I found the perfect outfit.

Black skirt, burgundy small boots, white t-shirt with a pocket on the left side of my chest, the pocket had a sketch of a pug with glasses. I wore a really small burgundy infinity scarf. The scarf literally just covered my neck and a little bit of my chest. My bag was black.

Makeup was pretty basic, a little bit of light brown on my eyes, mascara, sharp eyeliner, petal colored blush, and a subtle red tone on my lips.

"Perfect!" I say looking at myself in the mirror. I walk down the stairs to my front door, and I see Simon walking out of the kitchen with a bag of chips. "Where are you going? Looking all fancy n shit?" he says.

"Shut up Simon, I'm going on a date with Taron." I said fixing my skirt.

"What? Already? Things are moving quickly with you guys, damn!" he said giggling.

"No they're not! We've known each other since we were little. We are sort of... catching up." I say as I puff my chest. "So technically, it's not a date." Simon says.

"Yes it is!" I said opening the door and grabbing the keys for my mom's car.

"Yeah, whatever. Drive carefully!" Simon said just when I closed the door. Thank god mom and dad left in dad's car. Even though I would've gone walking.

I get in the car and I plug the auxiliary into my phone for some music. I turn my phone on. |5:28 p.m.| "FUCK!" I screamed. I was running late for my first ever date with Taron! God, what is he going to think of me? I didn't even bother to put on music. I rushed to the mall. I parked in the nearest entrance to Starbucks, and I ran.

I enter the coffee shop, and I didn't see Taron. The place was filled with people. I checked the hour again |5:34 p.m.| What if he already left?

"Emma! You came!" Taron's voice finally came up. I turn around and I see him walking up to me waving his hand. He looked really nice. Black jeans, blue V-neck skinny t-shirt, with small dark blue boots.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late, time goes by so quickly and I didn't even notice!" I said. "Don't worry about it! You want something to drink?" he says pointing at the menu. He got really close to me... he smelled really good. That's when I noticed I didn't put perfume on. Shit. "Oh, um, yeah sure! Are you gonna get one?" I said getting in the line.

"Of course! I'm not sure if I want a normal coffee or a frappe caramel." He says making weird, but cute faces. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm getting a frappe Vanilla cream, with chocolate chips." I say sure of myself.

"Ooooh okay Miss basic white girl." He says. "Oh no you didn't! Take that back mister!" I say hitting him on his chest. He fakes that it hurt him and we both laughed really hard. A young lady took our order. I couldn't help but notice she was staring at Taron...

Obviously, Taron is such a gentleman that he didn't let me pay, even though I offered myself. We got our drinks and we started walking.

I look into his cup, and the lady wrote something... peculiar.