Hey guys. The next couple of weeks are going to be slow for me. I have some personal things going on and don't know when the next chapter will be out. So, please stick with me. I'll try to get the next chapter out, I just don't know how soon. Anyway, enjoy!
Oh my god. This was it. Oleg had finally asked me out. I was so excited, even though my outside self still stood there unmoved. He looked down at me, and gave me a blank stare. He was waiting for my answer, I couldn't hold myself back anymore. My face softened as I answered.
"What did you have in mind?"
I didn't like to go out, but this was a special occasion. A occasion where two complete introverts get together and focus on one thing, themselves. I needed this, I needed to be social and have fun. Whenever I was with Oleg I felt happy and wanted to be social. I wanted to be different with him. I wanted to be someone he could love and do things with.
"Well. Where do you want to eat?"
"I don't know, I've haven't been out for a while, as you can tell.," I said blushing.
"No, I can't tell. Your to perfect to see your flaws. How about Smiling Jack's?"
"Yeah, that works," I giggled.
"Alright let's go." Oleg said.
"Wait, right now?"
"Of course."
"But, I'm not wearing any nice clothes."
It was true, I was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. Meanwhile, Oleg was wearing khakis and his white coat. He looked like as if he knew I was going to say yes. He was prepared and I wasn't.
"Nonsense, Mousey. You look beautiful, no matter what you are wearing."
"Fine, but next time please tell me before you ask me out."
"Oh, so there's going to be a next time?" he said with a cute grin.
"We'll see." I said.
We hopped in a car and headed over to Smiling Jack's. The radio was playing, it was "The Latest Hits." I didn't like it, I was a hardcore gangster rap kind of girl. No pretty pop for me. Oleg noticed I didn't like the radio station, it was oblivious. I kept scrunching my face in disgust. Who listens to this? Then, I realized the Boss and Pierce rock out to this type of music all the time.
"You can change it if you'd like."
"No, it's fine."
"Your facial expressions say otherwise," he teased.
I looked up at him and smiled. Whenever he spoke I just wanted to smile and laugh. I'd never felt this way before, with him I felt like nothing could hurt me. He just made me feel safe and happy.
"Oh so, you were looking at my face?"
"Of course, true beauty should never go unnoticed."
I gave him a weird look. "I'm pretty?", I thought.
"Thank you?" I decided to say.
"You don't believe it, do you?"
"No, no I just have never been told that."
It was true, I was never told I was pretty, it didn't bother me, I wasn't looking for other's approval. I just got up every morning (if I slept) and did my routine. Pull up my hair, put some clean clothes on (depends on the day), and began working on my computer. I didn't have time to look pretty, I was too busy hacking. My appearance could wait, my computer was the first thing on my mind.
Now, something else was on my mind, Oleg. I'd never gone this long without thinking about my computer. I was always thinking about him. And the problem was I couldn't stop. The way his accent made hairs stand on my arm. The way his eyes shined when he looked at me. He was probably just about as crazy about me as I was about him. He had a good way of hiding it though. He glanced and me every now and again, and always said the sweetest things, but other then that you couldn't tell. Unless he told what he was thinking.
"Well, allow me to be the first."
My eyes fluttered as I looked at him and a smile grew upon my face.
"You know all the right things to say, don't you?"
"Well, no, but I try. Especially when I'm with you."
Here I go again. I smile and giggle just like a little girl. I think Oleg liked me this way. The easy, care free Kinzie. The way I should be, I guess. Which won't be hard if he sticks around.