He called. He actually called. After three days, Eve had lost all hope in the cute coffee shop guy calling. But now all the waiting had paid off, and she was getting ready for their date.

Eve had spent an hour alone just trying to figure out what to wear. She didn't know this guy very well and therefore didn't know what his tastes were.

Before she left she stared at herself in her floor length mirror on her bedroom door. Her light brown hair sparkled with hints of natural red. It started out straight, but curled naturally at the ends, just past her shoulders. Her light green eyes were brought out by her blue shirt that complimented her figure. She wore black skinny jeans, and her lucky Converse. She didn't usually like to dwell on her appearance, but tonight she had to admit that she looked pretty gorgeous. She just hoped Spencer would feel the same.

She took a deep breath, grabbed her phone and keys, and headed out.

Spencer was stressing out over his outfit way more than he should have. He just didn't want to be 'that nerdy guy' tonight. He wanted to be the cute, sweet, normal guy for once. Unfortunately, Spencer didn't go out much, so his wardrobe mostly consisted of work outfits. After going through all his clothes twice, he finally settled on a white button up shirt and some jeans. It wasn't anything you would wear on a serious date, but it was nice enough to show he actually cared about his appearance. There wasn't much else he could do, so he decided to just go with it and left.

Spencer was extremely nervous about tonight. He had gotten to the restaurant twenty minutes early without even thinking about it. Lucky for him, Eve was just as nervous as him, and arrived ten minutes after he did.

He was sitting on a bench outside the restaurant when he looked up and saw her walking over. His heart skipped a beat when he saw how beautiful she looked. He remembered her being pretty when he saw her at the coffee shop, but now she was prettier than he had remembered. He stared for a minute, then stood up feeling like an idiot.

"Hey, Evelyn." He smiled. "You look nice."

She tried to keep from grinning like an idiot, and said, "Thanks. As do you."

Neither of them could quit smiling. They stood there awkwardly looking at each other for about ten seconds, before Spencer finally broke the silence. "Should we ah, go in?"

"Yeah, of course. Let's go."

The beginning of the night was filled with awkward silences, and short sentences. But eventually things picked up, and they couldn't quit talking. Spencer was amazed by how smart this girl was, and she just couldn't believe all the things they had in common. They had read most of the same books, watched the same shows, and connected with each other on a deep level.

"Evelyn, I had a great time. I'm so glad I managed to work up the courage to call you." Spencer said as he walked her to her car.

"Well Spencer, so am I. We should do this again sometime, huh?" She smiled a flirty half-smile.

Spencer blushed. "Yeah, I would love to. I'll uh, I'll call you I guess." He said opening her car door for her.

"Awesome. And hey, you can call if you just want to talk, too."

"I'd like that."

"Goodnight, Spencer."

"Goodnight, Evelyn."