Step Out of the Shadows (A Matt Smith FanFiction)

Chapter 8: Scared

A/N

I sort of have a writers block :l. HALP if this chapter isn't too good, you know why.

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SKY'S POV

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I had to tell him!

"BLAKE GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE! I AM HAVING A FIRST WORLD PROBLEM!" I screamed.

She walked over to me and attempted to jump over the couch, failing and landing on her face.

"BWHAHAHAHAH!" I said, clamping my hand over my mouth.

"What's the matter darling, you must be freaking angry, you called me Blake..." Blake said concerned.

"I'm not angry, I am just a hormonal human, who can't control life." I said slumping down in the couch.

"Well Thumper, I think that you are just having boy problems, am I right?"

"Maybe" 

As soon as I said that, Blake jumped up and stumbled over me, trying to grab my phone.

"OW! Gosh dang it Bambi!" I yelled, cursing shortly after.

She took my pain as an opportunity to grab my phone. She dialed Matt's number on it, and held it up to my ear.

"Hello?" Matt's raspy voice said.

"Uhh.."

"Oh hello Sky. Sorry, I was just taking a quick catnap"

"Urm....." I said, clearly uncomfortable..

"Um" Matt said slowly "why did ya call me?"

"I felt the need to" I said, trying to think of something better.

"You just couldn't stop thinking about me could ya?" Matt chirped.

I cuffed my hand over the speaker of the phone and yelled for Blake.

"BAMBI GET YOUR BIG BUTT OVER HERE OR I WILL PERSONALLY RIP YOUR THROAT OUT AND FEED IT TO THE GOBLINS!" I yelled

"Geesh!" Blake mumbled.

She trotted over to me, once again throwing her tiny body over the couch, landing on her butt.

"Uh, Sky?" Matt said, having obviously heard what I said to Bambi.

"Sorry, Blake is... Uh.... Special" I said.

"If this call was never meant to be, I will be fine with that" Matt said

"Oh thank heavens!" I sighed.

"See ya at 8 for the date." Matt said, I could almost feel him winking on the other side of this phone.

Crap! The date.

"Ya! ok.... Urm, ya." I mumbled.

Matt hung up the phone, and I lay on the couch puzzled.

"BAMBI!" I scream reaching for her.

"You can't get me because your a crippled seal!" Blake retorted. "You have a crippled brain that doesn't seem to understand the term 'help'!" I screamed. She only laughed and ran upstairs. "That little" I mumbled. 

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It was finally 8, I was waiting on the couch for Matt to come by and pick me up. I had decided to wear black pants with a nerd shirt and some braclets. I had on my best high heels, and a little amount of makeup. I thought that I looked good, except for the fact that I was a walking cast. 

I was in the kitchen playing with my straightened hair when I heard a knock at the door. I ran and grabbed my handbag, then went to open the door. In front of me was a crippled Matt. I couldn't believe that I was going on a date with the Matt Smith. The man who didn't know I existed untill only a couple of days ago. 

I had to calm myself down, so that I wasn't acting like a teenager the whole night. "You look lovely" Matt smiled. "You look crippled." I laughed. "Oi!" 

Matt grabbed my hand to walk me over to his car. He opened the door for me while I jumped into the car like a 5 year old. Matt walked around, and slid into the drivers seat gracefully. "Uh." I said worried. "You seem to have a crippled foot" "Yes I do" He smiled. "How did you drive yourself here?" "Magic" was all he said, giving me the jazz hands.

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We arrived at the building. He jumped out of the car and ran over to open the door for me. "Thank you Mr. Smith" I chirped. I stood up and straightened out my shirt, waiting for Matt to be ready. "Mathew Smith!" I say "You are taking one billion and one years to get a coat!" "Sorry Sky, it's just that I seem to have gotten myself into a situation." He whines. "What now?" I say while rolling my eyes.

"My shirt is stuck in the door, and I dropped the keys." He murmered. I laugh and get him out of his predicament. We walk into the building still scared that he is going to judge me. "Two drinks please." Matt says to the bar' tender. "One." I quickly say. Matt gives me a puzzled look, and takes the drink that was given to him. 

For the rest of the night, I didn't drink anything but cherry pepsi. I didn't want to take that big of a risk. Matt and I had a good time, but I think that he felt bad that I didn't drink anything. Matt on the other hand was as drunk as a skunk. He could barely walk, it was a fun night.