I glanced at the mirror, I wore black leggings, a white long sleeve shirt with a simple pocket, a brown leather jacket, brown boots with thick socks that peeked outside the boots, and a plaid scarf that hung around my neck. My hair, was straightened, and thrown in a braided bun. Butterflies infested my stomach as I thought about what would happen that night. "UGHHHHHH... What if I am so awkward... Well nothing new but still."
My phone vibrated and when I picked it up I saw "CRUSHHHHH-Hey I'm here you ready to go?" My heart dropped to the pits of my stomach. "Breathe Rochelle, you'll be fine, now go out there and go on this date." I thought to myself.
I walked out to get into the car and immediately frost bit at my nose and the grass crunched under my feet. I opened his car and I saw the same crooked smile flash as I open the door. "Hi, Gabe!" I said enthusiastically. "You look nice... Where are we going ice skating?"
"Sky Rink at Chelsea Piers, I've heard it's pretty up there."
"I'm excited I've never gone ice skating before..."
"That's ok you can hold on to me I won't let you fall."
At that moment my mind wandered thinking about holding HIS hand, I giggled at myself.
He continued, "And if you get cold we can leave, or if you get hurt or something, and I made homade hot cocoa, it's really good..."
"Oh I would love to have some!"
