Rodrick Drools 🦋

First Date

Saturday, I get a text from Rodrick.
Rodrick: Are you free tonight?
Me: Yup.
Rodrick: I'm picking you up at 8pm.
Me: Where are we going?
Rodrick: Surprise.

I start to wonder if he's actually going to take us out on our first date? At dinner, I sit down and get ready to lie. "After dinner I'm seeing a movie with Megan and Nicki," I say. "What time will you be home?" Dad asks. "Well it starts at eight, and movies usually go for two hours," I say. "Well, text me when you're on your way home so I can unlock the door," Dad says. Damn it. "Alright," I say.

I go upstairs and choose my outfit and do my usual dark eyeshadow and eyeliner.

Me: Here's my address, but park down the road a little.
Rodrick: Got it. Be there in 5.

"Bye, Megan's picking me up," I call out. I quickly exit the house and run down the street. Soon enough, that dodgy van pulls up on the side. Rodrick sticks his head out. "Hi," he says, grinning, I jump in. He looks good, as usual. He drives for about 15 minutes then I see a retro DRIVE INS sign. He pulls in, pays for our tickets then finds a spot to park. "Check this out," he says, pulling the doors open at the back of the van. I'm actually amazed. He's cleaned up the back and put a mattress with lots of fluffy blankets and pillows. I give him a hug. This really shows that he cares about me. "I love it!" I say.

The movie showing is Nightmare on Elm Street, a classic. We watch it while eating snacks. I've never felt so happy. I lie in his arms and he holds me tight. I never knew he could be so romantic and I love this side of him. When the movie ends, I feel disappointed that I have to go home. "Want to go somewhere else?" he asks. "I have to go home," I say, sighing. "That's okay, we'll do something again soon," he says. He drives me home and stops down the street. His face is being shined on by the moon and he looks gorgeous. He grabs my face and we start to kiss, which turns into a makeout sesh. "I don't want you to go," he moans into my neck. "Don't do this to me," I say. "Sneak me in," he says. I laugh, but he's dead serious. "Um. Okay. I'll text you when everyone's asleep," I say. My heart starts beating really fast.

I run to the front door and of course, Katherine opens the door. She looks out onto the street. "Where's your friend?" she asks. "She drove off," I say, walking inside. I go upstairs and get changed, then I nervously wait for everyone to go to sleep. Around 12am, I check in Dad and Katherine's room. They're fast asleep. Luckily my room is far away from everyone else's.

Me: Coast is clear. Come to the back door and BE QUIET.

I'm shaking from nerves, standing at the back door. He appears and I pull him inside. We quietly walk up the stairs and into my room. I lock the door and he sits on my bed. He looks around at my posters. "Cool room," he whispers. I sit next to him and he pulls me onto him. I'm sitting on top of him and he puts his arms behind his head. I realise how bad I want him. I go down to his pants and unzip them. I've never done this so I worry that it won't be good, but I proceed anyway. I go down on him, and he's got the whole package. He softly groans and holds my hair. When I finish, he pulls me up and kisses me. "Next time I'm sneaking into your house," I whisper. "Yeah, your Dad was kinda scary looking when I met him," he whispers back. He kisses me for a while, just feeling my body but I notice he doesn't try to do anything else. "I want to take things slow," he says. "Me too," I say.
I decide to let him leave because it's too risky. I take him out the back door again, and lucky I succeed.