Period -Daniel Seavey

twenty-five

Today was the day Amaya and Daniel had impatiently waited for,their date. Right now Amaya is sitting on a chair while her mother was doing her makeup which she only did for special occasions like her daughter's first date. Amaya's mother ,Sahra, is a makeup artist that works for several companies and Magazines for example Vogue or Seventeen.

"And done you look amazing hunny" her mom cheers setting down the makeup brush on the little table. She looks in the mirror smiling. She couldn't belive that it was her she looks amazing and the eyeliner wing her mother drew was on point.

"Thanks mom he said he'll be here any moment from now" she smiles putting on her black old school Vans. Just in time the doorbell goes off signaling Amaya that the blue eyed boy was already waiting for her. "Daniel is here" she screams trying to calm herself down.

"What are you waiting for go and get it" says Sahra pushing her daughter out of her room as she hands her a bag with her phone. Opening the door was harder than the girl thought at the moment. Her mom shakes her head smiling slightly at her daughter's actions but opened the door herself after she got tired of it.

"Good evening mam" greets Daniel sticking his hand out for Sahra to shake but instead she let's out a chuckle. "No no don't call me mam I'm not that old" she smiles opening the door further. Blushing Amaya takes a big step closer to her mom smiling at Daniel who was doing the same.

"She'll be back at eleven ma-" he starts "Call me Sahra and eleven sounds good have fun kids" she says opening the door for the two to walk out. "Adaya act like a lady" she warns. "Come on mom I always do" she smiles walking down the stairs as she reached for Daniel's hand to intertwine.

They enter Daniel's black SUV still smiling at each others like idiots. "How are you?" he asks rubbing small circles against her little hand compared to his. "Excited" she answers swiftly leaning back taking a deep but helpful long breath while closing her eyes showing her eye makeup that was done by her mom.

"Well so am I but you look amazing" he compliments her starting the car. "You don't look bad yourself" she replies looking at his black jeans and jacket paired with a white t-shirt. Minutes later Daniel pulls up at an old fashioned building looking at Amaya. "I think you'll like this" he smiles jumping off his car and ushering the girl out but not letting go of her hand.

As curious as Amaya was she kept quiet watching Daniel open the entrance and walking them over to a man sitting in a small wooded chair.

"Ohh another patron welcome to Art Madonna Art am i right?" he greets taking two passes from a drawer. "Let me get this passes right over your head" he smiles putting them over their heads they exchange a look smiling widely in excitement "and hello Audio" he continues handing them two big white head phones.

"Have fun here's a leaflet. So you can remember this day there's a store at the end of the hall" he informs taking a sit on in his chair while the two teenagers walk through the art gallery. This was like a dream to Amaya art combined with the boy she likes what's much better she thought.

"So it says here that it's a gallery full of paintings from the renaissance and romantic era " he reads looking up from the leaflet. "Why don't we just walk around and look at the pictures without the audio" she questions looking at Daniel and raising her right eyebrow.

"I like that idea" he smiles intertwining their hands as the look at the first paint that showed the back of a man standing on a rock and watching the windy waves as they crash into each other. It was shaded with dark and mysterious colors.