Flora stood at her mirror, fussing over her hair and dress for her date with Clive.

"What if he doesn't like it?!" Flora exclaimed, outloud to herself.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door.

Flora sighed. "Come in."

Luke walked in, and sat down on the end of Flora's bed.

"Flora, the Professor said you'd better hurry. Or you're going to be late for your date with Clive." Luke said, checking his watch.

"I can't go yet! What if he doesn't like my hair?! Or even worse, my dress!?" Flora exclaimed.

"Flora, he'll love it. You look beautiful." Luke said, blushing slightly.

Flora was wearing a sparkly green, knee length dress with spaghetti straps. And her hair was in a french braid.

Flora smiled. "You really think he'll like it, Luke?" Flora asked.

Luke nodded and smiled. "Yes, I do. Now you better hurry! Don't keep him waiting." Luke said, standing up and heading for the door.

"Luke, wait!" Flora shouted.

Luke turned around and looked at Flora. "What is it?" Luke said, puzzled.

Flora ran over to Luke and hugged him. "Thanks. For saying I looked beautiful tonight." Flora said, and quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Anyway, I've got to get going. See you later, Luke!" Flora said, heading out the door and down the stairs.

Luke smiled, and put his hand to his cheek. "You'll always look beautiful, Flora." He whispered to himself and headed downstairs to join the Professor.