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The rest of the school day goes by in a haze. I can't believe it, she actually asked me to dinner. She didn't actually say it was a date, but still I get to have a meal with her alone. I really need to concentrate on my charm, and stop being such a damn clutz! And jeez what shall I wear?
Casual or dressy?
What is she going to wear?
What will I say?
How am I supposed to act?
Does Emily think this is a date or just having some food as friends?
I'm sat in the middle of the floor in my bedroom and it looks like a clothes bomb has hit it. There's only one thing for it, I'm going to have to call Scarlett before I hyperventilate and die! Scarlett is my big sister, best friend and the person I trust most in my life. She was there with me, supporting me when I couldn't do it myself. But I don't want to think about that time right now. It still hurts to think about that. Come on Paige, that's the old you, the new you is in 2 hours about to be picked up by the love of my life and I haven't got a clue what to wear, say or how to act around her. I pick up my iPhone and I bring up Scar's contact ID and it starts to ring.
"Hey, Poodle!"
"Scar! Please stop calling me that!"
"Haha, no chance, it's been there for 13 years and I'm not stopping now."
"Ugh! You suck so much, why do I bother keeping in contact with you?"
"Because you wuv me Poodle!"
"Hmm, sometimes I wonder why?!"
"haha, shut it you. Anyway, why the hell did you ring me?"
"Because, big sis, I am having dinner with my future wife!"
"Wow, that's freaking amazing. So you actually asked her out?"
"Well, no not exactly. She actually asked me to check out this 50's style diner with her. And in the words of Bridesmaids, 'who asks another woman to go to Paris with her, Lesbian!' I think this is a similar kind of situation"
"You are such a grade A dork poodle, but I still love you even with that disability you have called verbal diarrhoea."
"Ha fricking ha! Now tell me what to wear, how to act, what to do everything!"
I'm really starting to freak out now, I don't want to be reading this completely wrong, but I'm sure girls don't ask other girls out to dinner that they don't know all that well.
Scar knows exactly how to calm me down, sometimes it's just her voice that does it. I miss her so much, since she's been at NYU studying psychology. This is her third year there. She tells me to go smart casual, with a little bit of make up and to show off my chest. Which kinda disturbs me, having my own sister tell me that. Anyway, I wear these tight black pants, boots, a red silky button up shirt and my leather jacket. Hey that jacket got me this kind of date, so hopefully it will bring me luck tonight. I take a photo of myself and send it to Scar for her approval. I get a message back straight away, just telling me to open one more button. She better be right about this, because I don't want to be walking around with the girls out for no reason.
It's 6:45pm and I make my way downstairs, to wait for Emily in the kitchen. My mum and dad are around the table eating their dinner when the look up at me and my dad whistles his approval at me.
"Dad! Shut up!"
"well I'm sorry Poodle but you look great. Emily won't know what's hit her when she sees you."
"Dad I really hope I have the right idea about tonight. She is just so amazing."
"Well if she isn't interested in you, then she's a fool! Right I want you back by 10:30 it is a school night you know?"
"I know dad."
I hear the doorbell ring. Oh my god oh my god oh my god, she's here.
Sensing my sudden stress, my dad brings me close and hugs me tight.
"Paige you are a beautiful person, inside and out. Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise. You can do this, just relax and be yourself. Me and your mum love you very much."
I feel like tearing up, my dad didn't use to be vocal with his feelings. So what he said to me means so much to me. My mum hugs me, smiles and tells me to knock her dead with my wit and charm. I'm not sure whether she's taking the piss out of me with that one, but it helps me balance none the less.
I take a deep breath and walk towards the front door. Quick look in the mirror near the door to make sure I look presentable, no labels or toilet paper sticking out anywhere. I open the door to find the most beautiful girl in the world standing there, with a huge smile on her face and a single white rose in her hand.
