Chapter 11 - First Date

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Alesandra P.O.V.

I can't stop thinking about him. I don't know how he has gotten into my head. And I hate the fact that he can mess up with my mind just so easily.

Nikolai actually invited her for dinner tonight.

I am excited!! I have a date. I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture in my room. What am I thinking? my heart's in my mouth and my stomach is in knots, today's the most exciting day ever in my life.

I'm totally enthralled by him. I want him, every part of him, and I desperately want him to feel the same way about me.

Gosh,' I need to buy a new dress or find something simple in my closet. What color should I wear.? Really now, this is so far my big problem.

She was in the middle of her room pacing. Wearing her pajamas. She can't think of anything out of the extraordinary dress.

I better get ready, What to wear... what to wear...

She bounces through her closet looking for something sexy.

Oh... wait. Do I have to dress sexy... Nah' or casual. Besides, sexy will get me in trouble, so let's not make the same mistake twice. But.. how to impress the guy.? Oh,' I think I'm having a headache now.

What am I thinking, I'm a full old grown woman and acting like a kid.

She tiptoed to her closet and slide it open, looking around. Wandering around and running her hands to each of the fabric and smelling it. Starting to find a nice dress. Something that will catch her eye to wear. Rummaging through every box. Finding something. She peeked through all the shopping bags littering on the floor, holding them one by one. Looking for a nice dress that she could wear tonight.

She can't find one. She's in the middle of her closet looking around hands on hips. Heaving a sigh. She ran her hand through her hair. And in her exasperation, she walked away.

"Why can't I find something to wear." A glossy sheen coats her eyes that wasn't there before and she went back to her bed sat on the edge. Covering her face.

Knock. knock.

"Darling, are you awake.?

Her father opened her door and came in. He saw her sitting on the edge of the bed. Hands covering her face and eyes downcast. Almost crying.

He sat beside me. He laid his hand lightly on my shoulder. His eyes showed the kind of gentle concern. Papa thought that I'm in pain.

He didn't know that my problem is my date tonight with Nikolai and a dress to wear.

"Alesandra what's wrong.?'

I looked up to him." Papa, I have a problem."

He looked back at me as if he gave me an I'm-gonna-die look.

"What? Why.? What is it sweetie, tell me."

"Papa, I don't know what to wear ."

"Huh' .." I saw his face a little confused.

He kneels in front of me and held my chin.

"I'm confused, darling. What do you mean, you don't know what to wear, you had a closet full of dresses and there's the new one you haven't wear yet. What's wrong...". He's looking through my eyes. His eyes showed anxiety.

He didn't know that my problem is my date tonight with Nikolai and a dress to wear. A smile crosses my face, I'm a little shy and blushing. He just looks at me bewildered.

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