"Okay see ya later Mers, we should do this again. Next Friday?" She asked, taking the pizza from Carter.

"That sounds perfect." I say with a smile. I'm really happy we're friends again.

"Okay see ya soon."

She turns to smile at carter and they walk off.

I walk the opposite way from them down the street, through crowds of people. Oh my hell, I just remembered I still need to find a date for Mom's dinner party, and his name needed to be Max. Oh this is just perfect. I couldn't help it, I was desperate. What I did next wasn't exactly me.

"Max?!" There should be at least one Max on this street.

A guy with sandy blonde hair looks up from his Nikon camera.

"Yes?!" He asks, sounding confused.

I walk up to him. Was I really gonna ask a stranger to go with me to Mom's dinner party? Well he was cute, so this might be a good thing.

"Hello, I'm America, are you Max?" I ask, trying to sound confident.
This was a long shot.

"Yes I'm maxon, but I go by Max. Do I know you?" He asks with a smile.

He looked really confused. His eyes were brown like chocolate, my favorite thing ever, maybe besides strawberry tarts.

"Umm no you don't. So I was just wondering if you would go with me to my mom's dinner party, because she expects me to have a date, and she puts a lot of pressure on me. So I told her I had a date named Max, but sadly I don't know anyone named Max, so will you go with me please?"

I took a gasp of air.

He just bursts out laughing

"Are you serious?" He asks, still laughing

"Yes." I said, joining in on the laughter.

He sets his camera on a café table.

"So you're just asking a random person to go with you, so your mom thinks you're dating someone?"

"Yeah pretty much." I sounded so stupid.

"That's hilarious." He said, smiling at me.

"So you will?" I ask.

"Well, I don't have anything planned for tonight, so why not?"

He looked amused.

"Thank you so much. Okay, it's at 6, and come in a tie."

"Okay let me give you my address, do you have a piece of paper?" He asks.

I grab an old receipt out of my purse, and hand it to him. He pulls a pen out of his shirt pocket and writes his address down.

Clarkson, Amberly street the first apartment on the ground floor.

"Okay I'll pick you up at 6." I say with a smile.

"Wait, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" He asked earnestly.

"Better not, I just got kicked out." I say with a grin.

"Rebellious. Okay I'll see ya later then."

He waves goodbye at me, and I wave back.

I had a date, and a cute one too. I couldn't help but smile.