Cracked Silver

Chapter 6

CRISTAL 

Shit, shit, shit, shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
 ITS PRACTICALLY A DATE!!! Jesse asked me on a date and I am so freaking nervous. I've been running around my room for the past half an hour, picking what to wear. I'm not even sure if this is a date. But it might be. 
Okay, let's keep it casual. A hoodie with a pair of black leggings; DONE. 

Hair; brushed to make it look wavy; DONE. 
Makeup; None. DONE. 

I am... DONE. 

JESSE

I think maybe a sweater? Or a hoodie? Yeah, a hoodie maybe. Okay yeah. Let's wear the hoodie.

Is this a date? I have no clue but I hope it's not a serious one. I check the time and I had to go. So I feed Finnick, my black labrador,  lock up the house and leave. I'm meeting her where we met. 

CRISTAL 

I walk at a steady pace down the streets. I start to get near to the McDonalds restaurant. I quickly glance at the time and it says 8:00 pm. Just in time.

JESSE

I wait on the street by the lamppost. Staring at my black converse shoes. My hood was pulled over my head, making my hair hang close to my eyes. I hear footsteps and look up. I see Cristal. 

CRISTAL

'Hello, Jesse.' I greet, trying to look like I didn't care to see him at all.

'Cristal, good to see you.' He leaned off the lamppost and stood in front of me, taking off his hood and running his hands through his hair.

'You saw me like, two days ago.' I highlighted. 

'Well, I'm glad to see you. Is that a bad thing to say?' 

I shook my head slightly. 

'I bearly know you.' I walk beside him while I hear him out. 

'Well let's get to know each other. Isn't that how people go from strangers to friends? Then from friends to best friends and from best friends to friends with benefi-' 

'Okay, I get the message. But I don't think I'd want to use my best friend for sex, sorry.' I snorted. 

'Why not? Isn't he nice?' He looked at me as we walked. 

'Isn't she nice? Yes, she is. But I don't swing that way. I'm straight.' I informed. 

'Hm. Yeah, probably should've checked that first' he laughed. 

'Yeah, you should've,' I cleared my throat and asked him more questions. 'Where are you from?' 

'Well, I was originally born in France. I'm not French or anything but I was just born there. Then me and my family moved here, to Virginia. Until my folks died when I was twelve. I've been living on my own ever since.' 

'I'm sorry.' 

'It's whatever.' 

'No siblings?' I asked

 'Nope. I have an uncle though. He's my everything. All I've got left.'

Another short silence. 

'Look, I didn't believe you when you said that you were eighteen. C'mon, tell me.' He stopped walking, giving me a sexy grin that just made me want to pounce on him.

I laughed, trying to resist the urge. 'I'm actually nearly seventeen so...' I cleared my throat. 

'Meh, only a year. You're not an adult though.'