Shaking Things Up...

Shaking Things Up...Chapter Twenty-Four.

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Shaking Things Up....

Chapter Twenty-Four..

The next day passes pretty fast. Sarah still isn't talking to me, but I've decided to give her a little space. That way she can cool down and talk to me when she's ready.

"So, it's the big date tonight, right?" Sapphire asks as she and Kayleigh walk me to my car.

"Yeah." I breathe, the knot in the stomach tightening painfully.

"Don't be nervous, you guys have hung out before. It'll just be the same." She tries to assure me, giving me a gentle pat on the back.

I sigh and nod, daring myself to believe that I won't mess things up.

"Where are you going anyways?" Kayleigh asks quietly as we approach my car. I keep my eyes forward as I shrug carelessly.

"I don't know, all he's told me was that it is casual dress." I say lightly, my head spinning. What should I wear? What if I over do it? What really is 'casual' these days?

"I bet he's taking you to dinner and a movie, how uncool would that be..." Sapphire says as we stop at my car. Glaring at her lightly, I open the door and climb in, rolling down the window after me.

"I'll call you later if there are any problems, okay?" They both nod slightly, standing back just in time for me to speed out of the parking lot.

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My fingers pick nervously at the hem of my shirt as I wait for him to pick me up. Am I under dressed? I feel under dressed- with just an over the shoulder halter top and some cut off jeans and converse. I pace back and forth as I wait for his car to pull up outside. The clock ticks as I await for the small hand to turn to six.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. BANG!BANG!

I jump straight forward, almost slamming into the wall as I try compose myself. It's only the door, I reassure myself silently, shrugging my top back into place and walking to the door.

Sure enough, when I open the door; Prescott is leaning against the doorway silently. Looking as gorgeous and god-like as always.

"Could you have knocked any louder?" I ask, sceptically. One of his eyebrows raise and he smirks lightly.

"I don't know-" He raises his clenched fist. "But I can try."

He goes to knock on the door but my hand conects with his fist first before it hits the door.

"Forget I asked." I shake my head disapprovingly as I close the door behind me.

He leads me up the path and opens my door for me.

"Oh, very gentleman-like." I smirk, hoping in and leaving him to close the door lightly behind me. He jogs around to his side before jumping in and starting the car up.