(My) Monster - A Jeremiah Valeska Story

First Date

My heart is fluttering inside my chest. Life suddenly feels so good. Delilah was right, I'd thank her later. Xander Wilde just asked me out for a date. Tomorrow is Saturday and we have no classes. He told me he would pick me up at 6.30 in the evening. God I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. I call Delilah and tell her everything about the evening. She chuckles and tells me that once she dropped me back home, she was walking back to the university campus to collect a book from the library when Xander nervously approached her and asked her about me. Delilah told him everything how I hurt myself and how I was feeling bad about seeing him and Ecco together.

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The next day goes by in a blur. I wake up late around 11 ish because it's the freaking weekend. Since I am so excited about the evening , I decided to pass the time by cleaning up my apartment and preparing lunch for myself. By the time I am done with it, it is already 3 in the afternoon. I lay down on the couch in my bed and start watching a random movie trying to kill time.

Finally, it's 5 pm.

I jump out of the couch and lunge towards my closet like a madwoman. What am I going to wear? Oh my god. I never decided. I finalize three of my best dresses, a navy blue long sleeved satin dress with sequins on it, a black backless net dress and a red long dress that falls up to my knees. I click a picture of all the three and text Delilah immediately.

Me - SOS. Blue black or red?

Delilah - Blue dude

I slide into the navy blue dress. It feels like honey against my olive coloured skin. I love it. It has a zipper on the side so I quickly pull up the zipper and slide a pair of black sheer stockings over my long legs. I look at myself in the mirror for a quick second before grabbing a hairbrush and running the hairbrush through my hair only to let it get entangled. I groan with annoyance and struggle to get my hair entangled and properly combed. Once my hair are properly combed, I grab my curler tongs and place them over my hair, just wanting to give them a light curl towards the end.

I glance at the watch, it's 5.45. I still have around 45 minutes to go. I keep the make up light. I don't like heavy make up as I feel that heavy makeup will not let my skin breath. I just apply a baby pink Lipper and some eye liner. Lastly, I pull out my favourite pair of golden pencil heels and slide into them. I'm almost 5'8 so making these heels make me confident that I will finally be able to look directly into Xander's eyes.

Its 6.30. I'm so nervous. I walk up to my fridge and pull out a bottle of chilled water. I twist the cap and open the bottle, pressing the tip of the bottle to my lips and taking a gulp of the ice cool water. Just then, my doorbell rings. I hope I am not overdressed. I think to myself. I walk to the door, the sound of my heels clicking against the tiled floor of my apartment. I unlock the door and pull it open, almost gasping in delight.

"Hi Ruby.. You look.. Wow."

I bite my lip hard and trail my gaze over him, neck to toe. He looks dapper in a black tuxedo and a bow in his neck. His ginger hair are neatly rolled back as usual and his glasses falling over the crook of his nose.

"You clean up nice, Mr. Wilde."

I can see that he is blushing as he gives me his lopsided smile.

"Shall we ?"

"Just a minute Xander."

I make my way to the side table and grab my purse. I then make my way back to Xander and place my hand in the hand that he is throwing out towards me. His skin is soft.