Pink Dandelion Quarterly_Fall 2020

Happy Summer

By Milia Hartam

Still smiling like an idiot and standing in front of the restaurant. Okay so am set to go, am just gonna wait till the security opens the door for me or am gonna walk up there and open it myself. I look down to check myself, I am good to go.

Oh, God, I am so nervous. Why am I nervous?

Well I could think of few reasons. This is a blind date, what if my date turns out to be Bill Gate's cousin or a billionaire I don't know. Actually I know this year's top twenty billionaires (Thanks to Forbes.)

"Okay Summer Stephanie Hathaway, you've got this," I whisper to myself as I slap my cheek. "Let do this," I tighten my hold on my clutch as I walk towards the restaurant.

I open the door and let myself in. "Okay now Table 19 here I come," I whisper. My date and I agree to meet here and enjoy table 19, I don't know why he didn't just make reservations, it will save me the trouble of looking around the restaurant for Table 19.

I look forward and sigh. I move my right feet and hear a thump, like something heavy hit the ground, I look around to find what hit floor when I feel my butt aching. Holy Shit, my heel broke.

No no no no no, this can't be happening, not right now. Am already here, why does this have to happen to me? I haven't dates anyone in forever and my first date is turning into a disaster, the night is still young and am on the floor.

"Hey, you okay?" An unfamiliar voice asks me. I look up to meet an unfamiliar lights, it is so bright that am afraid my sight is going to fall out (Am exaggerating actually.) You know that moment in a book or movie, where the heroine meet her hero for the first time or vice versa, there is always this glowing theme about them.

Well hello.

My heart stops pumping blood, I think I stopped breathing for a second there. First of all he is so hot, shame on me for hanging on Jason, he is going be like 6'4', maybe taller because am sitting on the floor, his strong jaw (oh boy), his jet Black hair, his bright eyes is staring at me, he is well built, his black hair makes me want to cut off my hair, his face is clean shaved, he is an attractive handsome man, he is well dressed in his fifty thousands dollars suit and don't let me start about the shoes, it's a Black Whole cut Oxford Men shoe, he must be very rich, I mean crazy super rich. And then I remembered.

"Kill me," I whisper as I move my gaze away from him, sad. I could watch him all day and play call a duty with him all night.

I hear him chuckles, it is the most adorable sound I have ever heard. He offers his hand to help me, I look at him to find his bright shiny blue eyes staring at me, I don't know how my hand collide with his all I know his that I can feel the warmth of his hand.

I dust my dress and face him, I can't believe am standing barefooted in front of the most handsome guys in the whole Summer World. "Meeting someone?" I hear him asks.

I blush, even his voice taste like honey. "Yeah, you?" I ask curiously.

Wait a sec, he is here and I am here, maybe today is my lucky day after all, what if he is the person am meeting here. God please let him be the one, I promise to be a good girl, I'll stop lying, I'll use my drug daily, I will go to church every Sunday, please let him be the one.

I smile anxiously as I await his answer. "Business," He answer with a smile.

My pyramid of hope just crumbled. Business.

I feel so sad for myself, speaking of my date, my feet is cold underneath this cold tiles.

Oh my God.