Chapter 4

(Trish's POV)

The next afternoon, I was sitting in the living room watching TV when I received a text message from John. I was super excited.

The text message read: Good afternoon.

I replied: Good afternoon. Are you just getting up?

Yeah, I just woke up.

I smiled. It was one o'clock. I guess John took advantage of sleeping in on his weekend off. What can I do for you?

Nothing. I just wanted to say hello.

Awe. That's sweet.

My cell phone suddenly began to ring. I took a look at the caller ID. It was John calling. I laughed. "Hello," I answered.

"Hello, hello," John said.

"What did you not want to text?" I asked.

"Yeah, I prefer to talk on the phone."

"Me too. Anyway, how are you today?"

"I'm good. How about you?'

"I'm good too."

"What have you been up to today?"

"Not much. Just hanging out the apartment. Did you enjoy sleeping in?"

"Yes, I did," John replied. "Too bad I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Yeah, you and me both. What time do you have to get up at?"

"5 am."

"Oh, my God. That does suck. What time does your shift normally start?"

"6 o'clock. I work twelve hours."

"Oh, that sucks."

"It does, but I enjoy it. What time do you go to work in the mornings?"

"I work 8 to 5. It takes me thirty minutes to get to the office. So I wake up at 6:30 am so I have enough time for breakfast and getting ready for work. I always leave here at 7:15 so I arrive at work fifteen minutes early. Some days it does take me forty-five to get to work. I hate being late."

"Understandable. So what are you up to tonight?"

"Nothing. I don't have any plans."

"Good. How about you and I go out again."

"Sounds great. What will we be doing?"

"I was thinking about dinner and a movie at my place."

"Your place, huh?"

"Yes. Is there something wrong with that?"

"No. It sounds perfect. Where do you live?"

John gave me address. I had never been to Randy and John's place.

"Sounds good. What time should I show up?"

"Let's make it 5:30. I'll order some pizza."

"I need to make a trip to the gym tomorrow evening. Eating out the last few nights has put the weight on me."

"No, you look good."

"Thank you. What movie do we want to watch?'

"I'm up for watching anything, even a chick flick."

"How about you pick a movie and I'll pick a movie," I said.

"Sounds good. I'm willing to watch a chick flick," John said.

"Okay, I'll see what I can come up with."

"Sounds good. I'll see you at 5:30."

"Sounds great," I said.

"Bye," John said.

"Bye."

I pressed the end button on my phone. I smiled. I got up from the sofa and wondered into my bedroom. I sat down on my desk and opened up my HP Envy laptop. I entered my password to get in. I then clicked on the web browser. I used Mozilla Firefox. The main screen came up. I clicked on the Facebook icon and it took me to my Facebook home page. I was already signed in.

I looked at the status updates of my friends and family. Nothing very interesting. I clicked on the icon for Twitter. It took me to the main page there. I clicked on the icon to send out a tweet. It came up. I typed: I have another date tonight! I then clicked the send tweet button. My tweet appeared.

I was happy as ever.

(John's POV)

I was looking forward to my second date with Trish. I decided to look through my movies and see what I wanted to watch that night.

I walked into the living room where Randy was sitting.

"Hey John," Randy said.

"Hey Man," I said.

"What are you up to?"

"Looking through our movie collection. I made another date with Trish. She's coming over here tonight."

"Cool. Except I'll be home tonight."

"You're not going out with Stacy or not going over to her place?"

"Nope. Is that a problem?"

"No. I just don't want you to be a third wheel."

"That's okay. Maybe I will call up Stacy and go over to her place for dinner."

"Thanks, Man."

"Yeah, yeah. What movie are you looking for?"

"I'm just looking to see what I might want to watch. Trish is bringing over a movie herself. She picks one and then I pick one."

"Compromise. I like that."

I continued to look through our movies. I came across a DVD that was not mine or Randy's.

"Is this Stacy's?" I asked, showing him the DVD. The DVD was Titanic.

"No, that was Mandy's."

"Guess where it's going then? The garbage!"

"That's an excellent place for it!"

"I hope she misses it, because she's not getting it back. Plus this is the collector's edition."

"Even better."

I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. I threw the DVD case into the trash. I then walked back into the living room and assumed looking through the movies.

(Trish's POV)

Stacy told me that it took thirty minutes to get from our apartment to Randy and John's. I left our apartment at 5 o'clock and I arrived at John's at exactly 5:30. I parked my car and headed up to John's apartment. John lived on the third floor of the apartment building, so I had to climb a couple flights of stairs. It didn't faze me. I climbed stairs every day. Stacy and I lived on the fourth floor of our apartment building.

Once I was on the third floor, I walked down the hall to John and Randy's apartment. Randy was supposed to be on his way to Stacy's and my place. It was planned that Stacy and Randy were not going to each other tonight, but knowing that John and I had a date at their place Randy changed his plans. Stacy didn't mind it. She actually insisted that Randy spend the night, so John and I would have the place all to ourselves all night.

I knocked on the door. A few moments passed and the door unlocked and opened.

"Hi," I said to John.

"Hey, come on in," John said.

I walked into the apartment and walked right into the living room. I took a look around the living room. There was an L-shaped sofa that faced a flat-screen TV on a large entertainment center.

The TV was on and it was loud.

"Sorry," John said as he turned down the volume and turned the TV off.

"It's okay," I said. "I'm used to a loud TV. I like my TV as loud as possible when I'm watching something I really like."

"Me too."

I smiled.

"Make yourself comfortable. The pizza will be here soon."

"Oh, good," I said. "What kind did you order by the way?"

"I ordered a plain cheese, because I didn't know what you would like."

"Oh, yes, plain cheese is fine."

"Good."

"I like a Supreme pizza or pepperoni for future dates."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind."

I nodded my head with a smile. I sat down on the sofa.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" John asked.

"Yes, please."

"Would you like? Soda, water, a beer?"

"Soda's fine thank you."

"Is Coke Zero okay?"

"Yes, I love Coke Zero. Actually I love all Cocoa Cola products."

"Okay, good, because that's all I have."

John went into the kitchen and grabbed me something to drink. I sat quietly in the living room, waiting. John came back with my soda.

"Here you go," He said, handing me a glass.

"Thank you," I said. I took it and took a sip.

John sat down on the sofa next me. "So what movie did you bring?"

"I brought The Notebook. I hope that was okay."

"Yeah, sure. I don't mind that movie. In fact, I think it's really sweet. It's a really sweet love story."

"It is and that's why I love it. I also love the love scenes."

"Really?!"

"Yeah, they actually have extended love scenes on the special features and they are hot."

John chuckled.

There was a knock at the door.

"That would be the pizza," John said. He got from the sofa and wondered over to the front door. He opened the door and paid the guy. He then took the pizza and closed the door. He walked back into the living room with the pizza and set it on the coffee table. "I figured we could just eat right here and watch a movie."

"Sounds good," I said.

"Great."

"What movie did you pick?"

"I found The Mummy."

"Oh, I love that movie. I remember it being on TV when I was in 8th grade and that was the first time I saw it."

"Wow that was a long time ago, huh?"

"Yeah, it was. It's hard to believe how fast time passes. Ten years ago, I was just a high school freshman."

"And I was just a senior in high school ten years ago."

"When's your birthday?" I asked.

"April 23."

"Oh, so it's coming up in a couple months."

"Yep. When is yours?"

"December 18."

"Oh, so you just turned 25?"

"Yep."

"Do you feel old?"

"No. Do you?"

"Not at all. What movie do you want to watch first?"

"Let's watch The Mummy first," I said.

"Okay, sounds good," John said.

(John's POV)

I got up from the sofa and turned the TV back on. I then walked over to the Blu-Ray player and set up the movie. I sat back down on the sofa as the Blu-Ray player read the disk and got it going. I hit the menu button once it was going. Universal had an advertisement at the beginning of the DVD. The TV was at the main menu of the DVD. I pressed the enter button and the movie began to play.

"Help yourself to some pizza," I said.

"Oh, thank you," Trish said.

I just smiled. We were quiet as we ate and watched the movie.

(Trish's POV)

Dinner was good. John had ordered a large pizza. There were only a few pieces left of it.

"Boy, I'm full," I said. "I think I ate too much."

"Do you have an upset stomach now?"

"I'm just full. I need to lay back, relax and let it digest."

John smiled. "That's why we're here. To relax and have fun."

I smiled.

John got up his seat and took the leftover pizza into the kitchen. I heard him put in the fridge. "That'll be my breakfast tomorrow," He said as he walked back into the living room.

"You like cold pizza?" I asked.

"Yeah. Is that gross?" He sat back down.

"No. My dad eats cold pizza for breakfast too."

John laughed. "So does mine."

"It must be the name John. You all are alike."

John smiled.

We both settled in on the sofa and watched the rest of the movie.

Two hours later…

"I love that movie," I said when the movie was over.

"Me too," John said. "Have you seen The Mummy Returns?"

"Oh, yes, I've seen all the Mummy movies. I love them all."

"What movie genre do you like to watch?"

"I like all kinds," I said. "I like comedy, action/adventure, horror, science-fiction, etc."

"What's your favorite scary movie?" John asked.

"Halloween. I used to be scared of Freddy Krueger from A Nightmare on Elm Street, but as an adult all those movies are funny."

"I know the original A Nightmare on Elm Street is so much better than the remake from 2010."

"Robert Englund is my hero."

"I know. He's awesome as Freddy Krueger."

I took a look at the time on my watch. It was only eight o'clock.

"Do you need to leave or something?" John asked.

"No, I was just wondering what time is was. The night is still young," I said.

"Yes, but I have to be up at 5 am and that is nine hours away."

"Yes, but you have slept in the last two days. So you should be well rested."

"Good point. Are you ready to watch The Notebook?"

"Sounds good."

"All right."

I went into my purse and pulled out the DVD case. I handed it John. It got up and took care of it. A few minutes later, he sat back down and the TV was at the main menu of the movie. He pressed play.

An hour and a half later, the movie was over.

"Well, I think I better call it a night," I said.

"Yeah, me too," John said. "We both have to get up early."

John and I both stood up. He grabbed the movie from the Blu-Ray player and put it back in his case. He then handed to me.

"Thank you," I said as I put in back in my purse.

I checked my cell phone. No one had called or texted me. That was unusual. I was constantly talking to my parents, sisters, friends, and other family members via text message. I guess people knew I had been on a date so they left me alone.

I put my cell phone back in my purse and grabbed my keys.

"I'm going to walk you out to your car," John said.

"Thanks," I said.

John put his shoes on. We both put our jackets on and headed out the door. It was January in Stamford, Connecticut, so it was cold outside.

"Thanks for having me tonight," I said as we walked.

"You're welcome. I had a great time," John said.

"Me too."

"I'll give you a call tomorrow sometime."

"Sounds good. You can even send me a text."

"I'll do that."

I smiled. We arrived at my car. I unlocked the door and opened it. I threw my purse on the passenger's seat. "Thanks for tonight."

"You're welcome," John smiled.

I smiled. John leaned in and kissed me. I gladly kissed him back. We kissed for a couple of minutes.

(John's POV)

I slowly broke Trish's and my kiss. I smiled at her and she smiled at me. The first kiss had been sweet and innocent. It was meant to be that way.

"Good night," I said.

"Good night," Trish said. She then got in her car and I closed the door. She started the car and I moved out of the way. She backed out of the parking place and I waved good-bye to her. She waved to me and then she drove up.

I smiled as I headed back up to my apartment.