I leaned against the wall of the mall waiting for my boyfriend Casey. He was at least a half an hour late...
"Hey Sammy!" It was Casey.
"What took you so long?" I exclaimed.
"Sorry it takes a while to get here from Sisiquine." He kissed me lightly, grabbed me by the waist, and we walked towrads the theatre.
"Hey loser!" Great. Heather. Caseys' grip tightened on my waist as he said,
"What do you want Heather?"
"I want you to break up with this loser!" Casey rolled his eyes.
"Sorry Heather...not happening." I smiled as he said this and she frowned. Then left.
"Lets go. Our movie starts in 2 minutes." He said pulling me by the hand.
"Ok ok I'm coming!" I let him pull me along.
The movie was pretty good. It was a mystery movie, and Casey insisted it was the motorcyclist, and every time i told him it was the butcher, but he objected. I was right of course. As we walked out he muttered how he shouldv'e been right and all that. I laughed and pressed my lips to his. I pulled aways, but he pulled me back into the kiss. I laughed.
"Come on Case lets go!"
"Ok ok...lets go to my apartment." He tugged on my hands towrads the door.
"Casey I have to go to work you know that..."
"Come on Sammy can't you call in sick or something?" He pleaded.
"No Casey, i told you that I needed to go to work after the movie and you said fine." I reminded him.
"Oh fine." He sighed. He led me to the car and opened the door for me.
"Thanks." He shut the door and drove me to the police station. When we got there, he pressed his lips to mine and said,
"I'll pick you up at 8:00 k?"
"Ok. thanks."