The Date

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Amber was determined to land a date with the guy of her dreams. However, he didn't seem at all interested. Would she succeed?

Submitted: May 17, 2017

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I was so excited for the day’s upcoming plans. I’d finally landed a date with my dream guy. I’d only had to ask him out three times before he agreed to go out with me. Rumour had it that he only agreed on a date out of pity, but they didn’t know him like I did. I’m the one who followed him on all of his social media accounts. Jokes on them, I thought. They didn’t even know about half of them. The highlight of my day was seeing what he had for his dinner.

I walked over to the window seat in my boudoir and reflected upon what attracted me to him in the first place. Was it his pointy chin? Nah. Maybe his chiselled ears? No, it was definitely something else. It was his elusiveness, the special way in which he’d say “no way” whenever I’d asked to sit next to him. I never could resist a guy who appeared to not want to know me.

There wasn’t long to go now. I was almost ready to go when I looked in the mirror and realised my hair was a mess, so I picked up the cactus on my dresser and ran it through my hair a few times. Now my hair looked as smooth as a banana. My outfit was on point; I bought a brand new pair of sparkly jogging bottoms for the occasion and I teamed them with a crop top.

Off out the door I went. I got my phone out while I was walking to meet him. I sent him a text to say I was on the way. Right after I hit send, I found myself walking into a bush that was on the other side of the street to where I started.

I had a reply to my text pretty much straight away.  

Oh, great. I forgot that was today. I’ll be there soon.

I loved that he used the word “great”; it seemed that he was looking forward to this as much as I was. I skipped the rest of the way to the restaurant where I would be meeting him.

As expected, I was the first to arrive. I was seated next to the window. A half hour had passed by and I finally saw him approaching. I got up out of my seat ready to greet him. As he got closer, I suddenly felt the urge to do my nervous dance. I tried to stop myself but the nervousness took over. My left leg went forward and then back, then my right leg started having a mind of its own too.

“Hey, why the heck are you doing the hokey cokey in the middle of a crowded restaurant?”

“Oh! Uh... I don’t know what that was all about.”

“Okay, just sit down and don’t make another scene.”

“You’re not the boss of me.”

“Actually, I am your boss. Which is why this date shouldn’t be happening in the first place.”

“Oh yes. Well, thank you for meeting me here.”

He just shrugged and checked his watch. The waitress came over and he ordered for both of us.

“We’ll have two of whatever the cheapest item is. Actually no, we’ll have one and split it.”

“That will be the garlic bread. Is that all you want?”She asked.

“Yes, unless you’re available? Then I’ll take you to go!”

“No.”

“Then that will do.” With that, she walked off without another word and with a disgusted look on her face.

“This date was a bad idea.” I told him.

“You can say that again!”

“This date was a bad idea.”

He tutted and shook his head. Then he checked his watch again.

“Do you have somewhere else to be?”

“Anywhere but here.”

“Hey, why did you agree to meet me if you hate it that much?”

“Two reasons. One was pity and the other reason... Well, I was hoping you’d finally realise that I’m not the one for you.”

“Fair enough, my interest waned since you hit on that waitress anyway. That was rude.”

“I’ve always been rude.”

“I used to think that was an act and you were good deep down inside.”

“Nope, I am not a knight in shining armour. I’m here to prove that.”

“That’s a shame as you’re really quite handsome. It’s like biting into a gorgeous glazed doughnut and realising it has a bitter taste inside.”

“Tell me something I don’t know.”

“I still sleep with the light on.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

The garlic bread came and he took his half and stuffed it down in minutes. Then he gulped all of his water.

He felt around in his pockets for a while then spoke. “Actually, will you take care of the bill? It seems I’ve left my wallet at home.”

“Your wallet is on the table.”

“Ah, yes.”

As he reached for it, his ID fell out. It had a different name on it but the same surname.

“Whoa, I thought your name was Marty? Why does your ID say Leo?”

“Oh, erm... Marty is just a nickname.”

He fiddled nervously with his hair, which looked darker than usual come to think of it. Also, did he always have that mole on his cheek?

“Something’s not right.”

“Alright, I want to confess something. I’m Marty’s twin brother. He didn’t feel able to go through with the date so it’s now my job to make you dislike him. I thought you’d have caught on before now that I’m not him.”

“So you’re not really that mean?”

“No, I was just acting how my brother would. I’m actually the opposite of what he is like, luckily. For the record, I can’t work out why he doesn’t like you. I think you’re cool other than being a bit dizzy.”

“Thanks I guess.”

“I am wondering one thing though...”

“Oh yeah? What is that? Why I’ve been so obsessed with your brother when he’s such an arse?”

“No. I am wondering if you’d like to go on a proper date with me.”

“I... I’d love to,” I beamed at him.

“Okay, let’s start again. Hi, I’m Leo. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Hi Leo, I’m Amber.”


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