Rachel P.O.V
After 6:45 I immediately started walking home. I was so excited for the date with the boy Troy! When I got home I took a shower and curled my hair. Then I went to my closet. What to wear...what to wear... Troy said to dress nicely which for me means a dress and heels.
I picked out a pastel green dress that ended just above my knees. It was practically no sleeves. The bottom of the dress was covered in lace. It also had a bow on the hip area. For the shoes I picked out some pastel green converse. I needed a purse too because my purse didn't have pockets and I was going to bring my phone.
I'm already dressed but I'll wait till' 7:00 -Troy
How sweet of him! I found a small, light green, clasp purse to match. Finally I was ready to go on my date! Wait! I almost forgot makeup! I put on some mascara, eyeliner and a little bit of green eyeshadow. For my lips I used my regular red lipgloss. No I was ready!
I'm ready to picked up Troy - Rachel
Five minutes later there was a knock on the door. I ran and opened it. Troy's mouth flew open when he saw me. I blushed. He looked effortlessly handsome in his plaid shirt and tie as well.
"You look gorgeous..." said Troy.
"Thanks so do you." I replied.
We linked arms and headed downstairs. After we left the building I asked him the question that was on my mind...
"So where are we going for dinner?"
He didn't answer he just smirked at me. We continued walking for what seemed like miles and miles until we stood outside glass doors. The name of the restaurant was this hard-to-pronounce French word or words.
Inside was a gorilla doing the chicken dance. He was actually pretty good until a little kid threw a piece of banana cream pie at him. The gorilla stopped dancing and beat his chest and ran into the kitchen. I looked at Troy who looked just as astonished as I did.
A waiter led us to a booth in a corner of the restaurant. Looking at the menu, it looked like the name of the place was pronounced BooBoo...
Although it was spelled BeauBeau. This place keeps getting weirder and weirder I thought. Now what to order...
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