The One

The 'Night Out'

I went downstairs, where my mom and dad were sitting at the table, enjoying a nice cup of coffee, and Justin was sitting on the couch watching television.

"I'm going out tonight." I said to them.

Dad nearly choked on his coffee, my mom looked surprised and Justin moved his eyes away from the TV screen and looked at me.

"With who?" Mom was the first to speak then.

"Oh, just a friend..." I replied.

"Oh that narrows it down." Justin said from all the way over where he was sitting.

"Michael. Michael Peters." I told them all.

"Oh, that handsome lad, okay." Mom said and dad looked at her with his eyebrow raised.

"That dude's on my swimming team as well, and in basketball." From Justin.

Dad just nodded.

"Yeah, he'll be here at 7." I said.

"Okay, then you go off and get ready." Mom said and took a sip of her coffee.

I went back upstairs and pulled out some casual clothes of mine: A violet blouse and off white Capri's. Then I put on a pair of my black Converse shoes. I brushed my short hair and put on some hairpins. A little makeup and earrings, and I went downstairs, with my handbag.

The doorbell rang at exactly 7.00, just as he said. I answered him, "Oh, so you weren't kidding when you said 7 o'clock sharp" I smiled.

He smiled back, looking at what I was wearing. "No I wasn't, and you look great." He complimented.

"Thanks," I said and looked at what he was wearing, a black t shirt with the peace sign on it, and blue jeans with sneakers. "You don't look that bad yourself" I said.

"Oh, thanks." He said, "And let's go now," he said, stepping back. I followed him and he led me to a shiny, silver motor bike.

"Whoa, we're riding on this?" I asked surprised.

He smiled, "Don't worry, its pretty fun" he said and it was. He gave me a helmet, and put one on himself. "Now, hop on." He said. And I did what I was told.

He sat behind, his arms were supporting me as he held the steering handle bars, and I held on to something as well. He pushed on the accelerator and away we went.

"Not so bad now is it?" he said, loud enough for me to hear. I noticed he was really close to me.

"No, it's pretty cool! I said. I noticed where we were going. It was my favourite café where I love to go to. He stopped the bike, and I got off, while he parked it. He took his helmet off and helped me take mine, and put them away. The he chuckled.

"What?" I wanted to know.

"Oh, nothing," he said and smoothed down my hair, which I bet was sticking up, and blushed a little. "Let's go now, shall we?" he said and I nodded, taking his arm.

He led us inside, and we went to the main area to order.

"May I help you?" asked the person behind the counter.

"Uh, yeah." He said to him, and turned to me, "What do you want?"

That wasn't really hard to answer; I only liked one thing most in this café.

"I'll take cappuccino with cocoa powder sprinkled on top." I said.

He nodded and looked back at the man, "two of those please." He said, and he nodded.