She picked me up five minutes to six. She drives a little silver car…a Dodge I think.
Upon opening the passenger side door, the stench of air freshener, cigarettes, and perfume wafted up my nose. I breathed the smell of her in and bid her ‘hello’.
She was wearing a long-sleeved, blue and grey striped shirt and dark blue jeans. Her long hair was pulled back in a ponytail, as always. She looked really good.
Then she pulled out of my driveway and headed toward our First Date destination: The Olive Garden. My family thought that I was going to the mall.
I slammed my hand on my ringing alarm clock and rolled over onto my side. My eyes snapped open at the feeling of hair tickling my face.
I began to back away toward the end of the bed, but her hand reached out behind her back and grabbed the back of my left thigh, holding me in place. She turned onto her left side to face me and smiled, her auburn hair in a disarray above her head. I gulped.
“Some night, huh?” she whispered, brushing her hand down my cheek to my chin. I stared at her wide-eyed, mortified.
Her eyes narrowed.
“I, uhh…” I stuttered, looking everywhere but into her green eyes. “I…I uhh”