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twentysix - the date - pt 1

Things may start getting confusing. So this is the date between Frankie and Charlie. Then after this chapter, its going to time jump and you'll see Scott and Mickey. When you hear from Daisy again, she's already going to be like in a thing basically...

Frankie

So I was currently in Charlie's car on our way to our date. Charlie never mentioned him being rich but I have my suspicions. This 2019 Rolls-Royce wraith goes for like $400,000. Not to mention the leather seats and what not.

I was very nervous because I'd never been on a date really. He was dressed all nice and smelled really good. I was worried that I smelt weird!

I had on an outfit that Scott himself picked out.

He picked out the outfit that I honestly just wanted stored in the back of my closet for decades. I personally thought I looked stupid in red but not Scott, Daisy and even Charlie.

It was a red dress that was opened in the middle. It had strings though making it almost like a net. It also had like a choker thing around my neck. It hugged my curves and what not. But I can't help but feel like a bloated elephant.

"We almost there?" I complained.

"Almost. Can you just be a little more patient?" Charlie's bright smile glistened with the dark moon light.

"Yes," I sighed. "Sorry I'm being such a bitch. I didn't mean too."

He laughed a little. "No. I get it. Your excited, ready to go. I understand."

"Mmm. With Jocelyne?"

"No. I've had my first date before her."

"Oh. How is she by the way?"

"Well, a little bummed that you didn't want to work with her," he shrugged. "But, we both know the reason why."

"Oh yes. Jealous ex. Love that!" I chuckled.

He chuckled and shook his head a little. "Well we all have one don't we."

"Mm not really. Mickey is falling for Scott apparently but no one trust it. Thinks it's a way to get to me."

"Mm. Well people have there ways..."

"Yup."

***

We finally arrived to a fancy little Japanese restaurant that seems to be about an hour or so from our school.

"Wow. If you don't mind me asking, how do you afford all this? The restaurant? The car?" I looked around in amazement.

"Uh well...I get paid quite some money." I had a feeling, from the pause, that he was partly lying.

"Really?"