Jason and Gus' First Date
I was so excited because a guy Jason asked me out. It's Friday night; the night of our date. He was going to come pick me up on his motorcycle. There was an hour and a half until our date and so I got ready after coming home from college. Truth is he's a senior in high school and I'm a freshman in college. We met at Barnes and Noble. For some reason they had put the art section next to the cooking section. Also this store had a library type shelves. So it was double sided and you can see through the other side.
I had picked a book and so did he. Our eyes met and he was gorgeous. He had ice blue eyes and short cropped blonde hair. He smiled and I noticed the tiny scar on his top lip. He was so god like that when I went to speak words failed me. "Hi," he said. I swallowed and blushed harder and a deeper shade of red. I finally manage to choke out a soft hello. Only just now I remembered my manners, I attempted to stick my hand through the hole in the book shelf but only managed to knock a bunch of books off the shelf and down onto my head. I crumple to the floor as one hit me in the eye. He comes running over to my aisle asking if I'm ok. "I'm fine," I say holding my eye. He kneels down and puts his hand on my eye to check it.
He just looked me dead in the face and blushed as strongly as I did and said, "You're gorgeous!" "What?" I ask, "No. you're wrong. I'm so plain." He takes my face in his hands and say, "I strongly disagree." I blush still looking at him. Then I realize he's saying something. "What?" I ask as I snap out it. "My name; it's Jason. What's your?" "It's Gus. It's actually short for Gustavo but I hate my full name," I say. "What? But your full name is beautiful," he says and offers to help me up. I take his hand, "you think so?" I ask. "I know so," he says. I blush and start to pick up the books I dropped. I start to put them back and he asks, "Do you want to go to a movie this Friday?" "Are you asking me out on a date?" I ask baffled. "Yeah; unless you don't want to," he says blushing and looking away.
"I'd love to," I say a little too eagerly. So that's essentially how I got my first date with Jason. I then notice it's almost the time and my heart begins to race. I hear the revving of his engine. He walks to my door and knocks. "Hi," I say as I open the door. I look him up and 's wearing blue jeans tucked into boots and over his broad shoulders he's wearing a brown leather jacket over a purple v-neck. Under his arm he's holding his helmet. All I can think is the he really is god like. "You ready?" he asks. "Of course," I say. "Then follow me my prince," he says. I blush and take his hand. He leads me down the stairs to his beautiful black Harley. He offers me a second helmet and after I put it on I get on behind him. I grip his chest firmly and breathe in his cologne. Then we take off down the drive into to