Her, Dead Love

Chapter Thirteen

"Mom? Mom?" I shouted as I managed to make my way out of the pile of clothes, lying right outside my wardrobe which by the way where throw by me myself.

"What is it Oli-?" My mom entered my room and paused with her eyes wide open, "oh dear lord, what is this mess Olive? Why are all your clothes lying outside?" She asked

"Mom, please tell me again why don't I own a single lady like dress?" I enquired

"Well that's because you're pyjamas take all the space in your wardrobe, to leave a place for lady like stuff." She answered and I could hear sarcasm scream in every word of hers.

Okay, she is right the lady part of me sleeps somewhere or might be on the verge of being dead but I needed it for tonight. It was my first date with Ed and I couldn't possibly look like a dork that I am, to him.

"Mom can you please help me, I have uhm-"

"What?"

"You know uhm-that thing"

"What thing?"

"I have a date" I said with such lighting fast speed that I probably fumbled on words

"Oh my Oli, you have a date? That's just, oh my you're finally acting like normal girls. Who is it with? She asked with so much curiosity and spark in her eyes

"I can never be a normal girl, mom especially not with the vision. And of course who else, its with Ed." I answered while I kept trying on clothes

"Oh Edward, what a darling he is. Don't you worry let's get you a beautiful dress from the Chanel store." She sounded more excited than I should sound

Next we went to the store and I picked this beautiful black high collar strapless, mini chanel dress. And I was so excited to pull it off with open hair and matching black gucci pump heels. My feelings were on fire, I stood in front of my mirror all set for the date with Ed, I fixed my lipstick and for the first time I looked like a lady who owned a style. "So how do I look?" I asked aloud with a deep breath and twriled around, just when it struck me again that he's gone, Jason isn't here anymore to tell me how I look and this kind of was a depressing feeling in its ownself. I wished he was here right now, his opinion mattered, because he always gave me confidence which helped me carry out myself fearlessly. But I know what he'd say, he'd appreciate my appearance like a gentleman and tell me that he thinks my good the way I am.

"Where are Jason? I think I miss you." I said with a sign

"Oli, head downstairs, Edward is here to pick you up." My dad called out

"Coming" I said and walked down

"Now young man, I want you to make sure you drop her back home safe before eleven." My dad instructed him

"There there darling" my mom gave a pat on the arm of my dad, "Olive isn't in school now, she'll take care of herself and Edward is a wonderful guy." She said with a smile at him

"Thank you Mrs. Wright." Ed said and then he saw me come down, "Mr. Wright, may I have the permission to take your daughter on a date?" He asked in such an old school manner, it made me wonder for a second that he belonged from some other century.  Its crazy, how sometimes I can have really far fetched thoughts. No wonder I write in a magazine.

"Hey" I said to him with a shy tone

"Hey, you look pretty, shall we?" He pointed towards the door

"Sure" I giggled and waved my parents a bye.

Ah what a stylish convertible black Bentley, he opened the door for me. In the front seat with him. It was one of those feelings like when you win a chance to go on a date with your favorite celebrity. We went to a theatre for a jazz musical.