Reality Over Expectation

"Date" With Corey

"Date" With Corey

As soon as I got home I threw my duffle bag on the floor and headed straight for my closet. 'Corey is coming over, so what should I wear?' I thought to myself. I searched through my vast wardrobe, one of the perks of having a celebrity as a father is that people always seems to give send presents to their kids. I then found a red lace halter top "Well this is nice." I then searched for a pair of pants to go with, but as I was searching something dawned me. If I wasn't going out anywhere with Corey, why should I dress up? I've known him for nearly a year, and he has seen my while I workout, why does it matter now? I'm 23, this isn't some high school crush! So I decided to just throw on an oversized t shirt and a pair of sweats. After I was done changing into my comfort clothes, I decided I better get a start on packing. I took my suitcase out, and then started packing the essentials, toothbrush, face wash, bra and undies; I always seemed to forget to pack the essentials. For the next 40 minutes or so I was watching the WWE Network. There was a great selection of shows. I really liked the WWE Countdown show, it gets me more familiar on the business's history, but the show I liked the most was NXT. It was nice to see my work come together, plus I could evaluate my matches and get stronger from it.

As I was watching the NXT from a few weeks ago, my phone went off. It was a text from Corey

Corey >>I'll be there in a bit

Bianca>>Okay, see ya then

A few minutes later, Corey was knocking at my door. As I opened it, I noticed he looked as laid-back as always, dressed in a plain tee and sweatpants. I'm glad I decided to go comfortable, or I would've been a bit over dressed.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"What are you a vampire? Do you have to be invited in?" I joked.

"You don't know a lot about me sweetheart." He winked as he made his way in.

As soon as he walked through the door he crashed on the sofa. "Got anything to drink?"

"I may have a bottle of scotch somewhere around here."

Corey laughed.

"What?" I asked.

"I thought you only drank for special occasions." He said.

I laughed. "I only go out drinking for special occasions." I said, "I will have the occasional scotch on the rocks."

"Could I get me one of those?" he said imitating a drunk person, I instantly laughed. I then poured both of us drinks and sat next to him on the couch.

"So why didn't you want to go out?" I asked.

"I had a feeling we would run into CJ, and I didn't think you would want to be bothered with him."

"Ain't that the truth."

He laughed. "Well lets talk no more about CJ, I want to get to know you. Where ya from?"

My cheeks started to burn a little, and he only asked me where I am from, gosh I am such a mess! "Coral Gables." I said, trying to sound calm.

"Whoa, we got miss Suburbia over here."

"Ha ha." I blandly said, "I didn't choose the posh life, the posh life chose me." Silence immediately followed my comment. I felt my whole face burn up, gosh I am such an awkward person.

Corey broke the silence and said "That was bad."

"Really bad?" I asked.

"Worse." He laughed, and I did as well. But it was more of a nervous laugh, because nothing could remedy what I just said. It was one of the worse jokes told in the history of jokes.