Soulless

SIX

Skye Aprile 

You know, when I woke in the morning I never expected to see a Facebook message from Zeke. Yesterdays walk home was nice and even I have to admit that I liked the small kiss he gave me, I couldn't hold anything against him anymore though because despite the fact he was the one who approached me back then- he had been trying massively now to get our friendship back. And I must say that puberty had hit him HARD, in the face... with a brick. 

Talking about hitting people... That guy yesterday if I see him again I must thank him. That whole situation scared the hell out of me; it went from a childish peck on the cheek with me smiling like a little girl to some guy holding me in a headlock with a knife to my throat. But holy hell could that guy throw a punch, I wouldn't want to get on his bad side. Still though, I have to thank him for saving me from being raped and brutally murdered. 

Anyway! Back to the exciting stuff! You know what surprised me the most about the message I received? It was the fact that he was asking me if I wanted to go out for a meal. Asking for a meal is basically asking for a date right? Maybe I'm over thinking it but I may just as well ask him. 

Me: Hey, yeah I can come out with you for a meal. Is this like a date?

(A few minutes later) 

Zeke: We could say it is but only if you want it to be. 

But do I really want this to be a date? I mean it seems pretty ridiculous if I go on a date with him just after I forgive him. Maybe he will think I'm easy? Oh common why shouldnt I go on a date with him? He is asking and I may have had a small crush on him back then. Well before he basically made my life even more of a living hell than it already was. 

Me: Lets think of it as a date then. When is this happening? 

Zeke: Maybe this weekend? Saturday? I still have to go to classes for the rest of this week. 

Me: Okay. I'll have to check my schedule.

Zeke: Haha very funny. 

Me: What? I'm a busy girl. 

Zeke: Yeah, sure ya are. 

Me: Well, I gotta go. This girl has stuff to do but yes, I will see you on Saturday. 

Saturday couldn't have come by any slower because for days I was anticipating this night. I wish I could say the last five days had mashed into one but they didn't and thats the sad thing about it because despite me saying that I'm a busy girl; its actually the complete opposite. 

With over three hours till Zeke picks me up I decide to get ready. Wait, how would he even pick me up? He cant even drive... please dont say he's coming with his mom or something cause that would be so awkward. Hopefully he just calls a taxi, oh my God! What if I have to walk?! 

Deciding that freaking out about transport was not the way to go, especially when I look like a freaking goblin. My blonde hair somehow stood up in a million different directions and I had that disgusting gloop of saliva running down my chin. Once again I had spent my day in bed, it was 3pm now and I only have three hours to get ready. Oh crap! Thanks brain for reminding me!

I rushed out of bed and ran towards my en-suite bathroom. Stripping down as quickly as I could, whilst letting the water in the shower warm up. Yes, I may be rich but even I dont have water that is automatically the perfect temperature when I turn it on. Making sure that I have two clean towels at the ready, I stroll into my walk in shower (I know, fancy right?). 

Spending roughly three- quarters of an hour in there scrubbing myself raw and shaving every little hair off my legs, armpits and arms... you read correctly, I indeed shave my arms. I mean what girl doesn't do it these days? Do you do it? If not then you obviously dont like having arms as smooth as a baby's bottom. Stepping out I dry myself and put some baby oil on my arms and legs.