*MARGERLLY'S P.O.V.*
"Marg, chill, you look fine!" Taylor reassured me.
"No-no-no! Look, my makeup is too darker than usual, this part of my lower is chapped, these dang baby hairs stick up, and look! My elbow wont stay moisturized." I complained, "I'm going on a date with a fine piece of walking ass, no way will i ever look any good sitting next to him."
"Bro... why are you goin' all bananas over him. You have never in your life ACTUALLY liked a guy this much."
"that's because none of the boys I've ever dated were this effing sexy! Like his eyes just blew up my ovaries at lunch yesterday. GAH! I'm an ugly piece of walking ass..." I trailed off fake crying my feelings away.
"Whatever, but why are you wearing...that?" She examined up and down my body. I suddenly looked down my torso and long legs. I was wearing a blue plaid shirt, black 'kiss' tank with washed out blue jeans (not hoochy-mama-shorts), covering the black panty hose, and red ankle Buckle boots... the boots matched i swear!
"What? I never dress up, ecspecially not for some guy."
"Uh, okay, well-" *Honk Honk* "He's here!" Taylor jumped off my bed dragging my ugly self down the stairs and out the door. Taylor then walked home, because we live on the same street, and James drove me and him to the new restraraunt 'Forks.' This restraraunt is supposedly like a 50's diner with fancy food though, at dinner, so Im supah excited.
Pulling up to the front it was around 6:30 and it was pretty packed but I'm sure they can squeeze two more people in. Getting to our table I looked at all the faces around me, yeah im really observant. I saw on the booth to my left a family of five, a young couple of parents, a brunette little girl around age 6-7 with big curly locks, and then two twin boys with curly red hair around age three..they were adorable. To my right there was a women around 40 with WAY too much makeup packed on her face a clearly some plastic surgery-fake boobs, sitting next to her was a very cutesy shaggy haired brunnette guy probably around 18-20. Across from him was two guys, around that age , one had blonde hair buzz-cut with an amazingly fit chest visible through his white v-neck. Next to him was a smiling guy with bright green eyes and uneven dishieveled brown hair. Clearly not as fit as his blonde buddy but probably works out a bit. James and I were in the center of both booths.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" the short blonde, fake tanned waitress asked.
"Water." James answered. Ugh, why you no fatty eater!?!
"Root beer." I smiled, i really dont care if i look fat. It's not like i don't already look ugly sitting across this peice of beauty.
"You look beautiful." Okay nevermind that ugly comment.. JAMES JUST CALLED ME BEAUTIFUL with his sexy and smooth voice. Ugg, im such a sucker for someone with- his face.
"So what have you dont today?" I questioned already having my order in mind.
"Nothin' much, went to L.A. fittness this morning, thien-" I blocked out what he said when I caught the "smiling guy with bright green eyes" starring intently . What is there something on my fave? No Marg, James just complimented that face. plus you havent evcen eaten yet. What the hell? Why is he starring? Once he probably processed i caught him looking he quickly turned away popping some old bread appetizer into his mouth.
"Oh thats sound fun, what'd you do after that?" I replied to whatever James just ran his mouth about.
"What?" He looked confused.
"What? Your day sounds fun"
"...Marg, I said I got glass stuck in my theigh, how is that fun?"
Blushing, I widened my eyes rasing both eyebrows, "Holy crap! Where? When? How?!"
"You're a great listener." He rolled his hazel eyes. "Today unpacking into my house."
"Oh..." I trailed off embarrassed.
"Are guys ready to order?" The orange server asked setting down our drinks.
"I'll have the bakes oyster with grean beens and carrots instead od mashed potatoes." james handed in his menu with a wink. Thust my eyes decieve me? I'm sorry what? Did he just wink flirtatiously in front of me? I know we're not dating or a thing but still, this is a date. Have some class please?
Straighteneing my back I handed in my menu ordering medium rare steak with string beans and garlic potatoes.
As the waiting for food extended It was now about 6:50 and James isn't a fun guy-at-all. All he does is talk of himself, sports and compliments me. What the hell does a quarter back do? I don't know this -ish!
"Oh, wow, thats so cool." Not." So, are you liking it here in Tampa?" Not even attempting to talk about myself.
"Yeah, lots of hot girls are here." Oh, you're not an obnoxious ASS or anything.
"You should visit Texas. Southern gals is where its at!" Dead serious bro... southern girls are hot- no homo.
"Oh, you've been to Texas?" He asked.
"Yep, When i was littl-"
He cut me off. "Oh I went there last year, a bunch of girls are hot there! I even had to pick between which ones I wanted. Y'know keep the options open-"
"WAIT. Whoa-whoa-whoa, that's not all happening here right?" I swear if he's a player I'mma shank him with that dang glass in his leg.
"Well yeah? Keeping my options open. There's always-" I cut him off.
"I'M SORRY WHAT? Imay have overreacted.. just a bit. "DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING OPTION?! Crap people are starting to stare, ecspecially the little kids and the 'smiling guy with bright green eyes'. "Do
I look like something you can just buy at fucking Toys-R-Us!? NO!"
"Chill, you're overreacting." He did not just tell me, Margerlly Blunt, to 'chill.' I just starred at him in disbelief. He is so annoying, this is a pretty good way for me to end anything possible for the future to occur right?
"I'm leaving. You can eat and maybe decide if I'm the 'one' alone, ass wod." I got up snatcing my purse walking away with my pride attempting to leave.. until i caught a glimpse of that amazing steak i ordered. I slothfully treaded back to my original spot with everyones eyes glued onto me and sat down peacefully. Sort of Peaceful, i tried to look bored and manly sitting very unlady-like. "Im only staying so i can get my food to-go."
Once the food finally arrived in its container i got up quickly leaving him alone. Debating how i should get home i Stood besides a giant bush. Great, its gonna be dark soon and i have no ride. Not really in the mood to get raped by the boogy-man in the dark at night!
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