The Date

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After an hour of tears and emotional conversations, Clarissa left to go meet up with her boyfriend, Jonas. She hugged me and kissed my head before she left.

"Te quiero hermana...I love you sis..."

With those words she left, slowly as if waiting for something to happen. When she finally closed the door, I went to the bathroom, and just stared emotionless at the mirror. I scanned my face, looking at my eyebrows, my birthmarks in my face I wasa so insecure of. My eyes were puffy from all the crying I had done. I was a mess. I felt so ugly, and stopped looking at the mirror. With some soap and water, I washed my face, destroying any evidence of mascara and heartbreak. I dabbed my face with the towel, closed my eyes and sighed. I walked to the bedroom and I saw my phone sitting there. I grabbed it and looked at the time. It was already 7 o'clock. I fell on top of my bean bag chair and sent a text to Roger.

Chelsea:

Hey Roger, it's Chelsea.

Ten minutes later I got a text.

Roger :

Hey mi bonita, I'm so glad you texted me, I was having a rough day. c:

I squealed when I read it. My heart raced, and I felt butterflies in my stomach as I responded.

Chelsea :

Well I'm sorry you had a rough day, and I'm glad I get to talk to you, it makes my day 100% better. CX

Oh god, what was I saying? I was so cheesy sometimes.

Roger :

Oh really? Would your day be even better if I invited you to dinner today? c;

That was when I jumped up and down. I started dancing my happy dance, waving my arms out like crazy.

Chelsea :

That would be really nice actually c:

After only 10 seconds of sending the text I got a knock on my door. It couldn't be Clarissa, she had only been gone for half an hour. I opened my door, and there standing in all his beauty, was Roger, holding flowers on one hand.

"Hola Bonita, nice PJs" he said in that heart melting voice.

I looked down at my spongebob PJs and my black tank top, and blushed.

"How did you find me?" I asked with surprise.

"I've got connections." He said with a wink.

I laughed and reached out for the flowers, he got me a dozen roses, my favorite.

"Thank you..um I'd invite you in but I need to get dressed." I said with an embarrassed tone.

He just smiled compassionately, looking down.

"Take all the time you need."

I smiled as I shut the door. I ran to my closet, trying to find something to wear. I found this blue skater dress, and slid it on to me, I put on some tan colored flats and rushed to the bathroom. I applied eyeliner and mascara which made my eyes look hazel. I curled my hair as quickly as possible. I was about to open the door, but I rushed to the long mirror and took a good look at me. I dare say I looked good, and curvy if I say so myself. I then walked to the door and opened it, when he saw me his face went from a smile to a face of shock. I stood at the door, playing with my hair, staring directly at his eyes with confidence. We made eye contact for which seemed like forever until he finally spoke.

"Chelsea....y-you look beautiful, i-i mean just..."

He stopped mid sentence and leaned in, my heart was racing even faster. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I was scared. My mind would not let me forget the past, so I turned away from him.

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