Dorming With Dyson(Coming Soon)

"Date #2"

Marcia Grace

The week flew by quicker than I thought, and tonight was my seco- well, first date with Henry. I was slightly nervous. I had butterflies; I was excited but something didn't feel right. I didn't get a bad vibe, I just felt like this was all wrong. I still hadn't told Henry about the kiss Dyson had gave me. I wanted to tell him badly, but tonight is definitely not the night. Although, Dyson thought otherwise.

"Why don't you just tell him tonight and get it over with you big puss-"

"Do not finish that sentence Dyson. And, you know my answer already" Did I mention that in these pass days Dyson has been awkwardly close to me than ever before? I was still kind of upset with him because of everything that happened. But, I decided that its best if we put the past behind us and move on, and since then he's been acting slightly weird.. sweet perhaps? Well. Not tonight. Throughout the entire day that I've been in the dorm with Dyson he has not stop bugging me about telling Henry about our kiss. Its been annoying the heck out of me. Now, I was currently getting ready. I had my outfit on , hair done, makeup done, just retouching a few things.

"Fine. Henry is not a forgiving person, if you must know" he mumbled as he folded his muscular arms across his ?chest.

I huffed, "Oh really?"

He nodded and stared at me. "Yup"

"That's funny, because he apologized to me. And forgave you" I pointed out.

"We got lucky" he stated as he walked over to his bed and laid down staring up at the ceiling.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my purse, "What is it with you? You've been acting weird all week."

"Nothing" he groaned, "Isn't your date supposed to be here?" he asked changing the subject.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're kicking me out?" I asked curiously.

"I am, now leave" he got up from his bed and opened the door leaning against the frame.

I huffed, "He isn't here yet, why are you rushing me out? Are you bringing a girl here to do the nasty?"

He stared at me with a blank face, "Why does it matter to you?" I shrugged, "It doesn't, this is my dorm room and-"

"Marcia, yo- you look great" Henrys voice cutting through the conversation I was having with Dyson. I automatically smiled, "Thanks, Henry. You don't look so bad yourself" He grinned. "Sup Dyson"

Dyson just nodded his head, and we all just stood there quietly. "Well, aren't you guys going to go?" Dyson suggested. I let out a breath I was holding as Henry smiled, "Yes, are you ready Marci?"

"Her names Marcia" Dyson corrected, I glared at him. What does it matter? Before Henry could reply, I grabbed a hold of his hand and walked out of the dorm. Hearing the door slam shut, I couldn't help but wonder if he really was planning to bring a girl to the dorm, and why all of the sudden it even mattered to me. I couldn't help but feel slightly jealous though.

**

"This is .."

"You don't like it?"

"No, I mean I do but isn't it a little expensive?"

"Nothing, I can't handle"

We were currently at the entrance of this expensive five star restaurant downtown. It was elegant yet packed with hundreds of people. Their were men in snobby suits with there wife's dressed in most likely the best. This wasn't your usual "Olive Garden" type restaurant. Their were no signs of small kids under the age of 10.