'Even if it's a date?' He asked. 'You want to go on a date?' Was my reply. 'Of course, I want to go on a date. Tell me a place and I take you.' I was thinking for a little while. 'Hmm... Rio De Janeiro.' He smiled. I stopped breathing for a second. That smile is what made me stop breathing. But of course, I did not let it notice, cause then he thinks I like him. What I am not! 'Casablanca?' he asked. I laughed. Does he really think I am going on a date with him. I shake my head. 'I'm not worth a date.' I said stubbornly. 'No, you're worth a thousand of diamonds.' I heard him say softly. My blood goes to my cheeks, and I gasped a little...