Social Media - Kellic

Chapter 7

*Kellin pov*

So now that Vic picked the restaurant for our date I have to try and dress accordingly. He picked a nice restaurant I don't know why. He says it's not expensive, but for a college student it is. That's just how it is.

I decide that a button up shirt and a black pair of my nicest jeans should do, with my nicest pair of, wait should I wear boots or sneakers? I need some help.

"Justin?" I call for.

"Yeah?"

"Can you come here for a second?" I ask.

"Coming" he said.

I took out the choices I was stuck between choosing.

"Whoa, where are you going all dressed up?" Justin said walking in.

"Close the door" and he did.

"Ok well I'm going on a date like hang out with him, Vic" I said shyly.

"No way, he asked you?" He asks me.

"No I brought it up. But he picked the place" I told him.

"Oohh, where?"

"He said the Italian restaurant south of here I don't remember the name but I know it could get expensive" I say.

"So that's what this whole get up is for" he chuckles

"No one says that Justin"

"I don't care, but I can't believe your actually going on a date with this guy, older guy for that" he says to me.

"I know I'm so excited it's been to long" I say with my voice going higher than normal.

"It really has, but I have to ask, do you plan on telling Jack and Gabe that your gay?" He say.

"I've been thinking about it, and I might as long as everything goes smoothly tonight" I tell him.

"Ok so I want details when you get back, when do you have to be there. Is he picking you up?" He kept asking.

"Um, no he said he doesn't have a car with him so, I have to meet him there 6" I say.

"Well that sucks, but have fun dude" he says, going to leave, but then I realized he didn't help with what I actually called him to help with.

"Wait Justin" I say.

"What"

"I called you in here to help me pick which shoes I should wear; the boots or the sneakers?"

"The boots" he says.

"You sure?"

"Yes Kellin, now go" he tells me.

So he left and I quickly put on my boots, now I have to try and make it out of the house without questioning. So I slip out of my room and look down the hall to see if I see anyone, it's all clear. I make it to the stairs and I tip toe down and look to see if anyone's there, and it's clear. Thank god.