Ch.4 First Dates
Author's note: I do not own One in a Million. Miley Cyrus does.
I saw Trevor a few more times over the next few days. I'm not ashamed to admit I had really warmed up to him. He was a great guy, and he really liked me. It looked like I'd finally have a good relationship for once. He didn't seem like the type of guy who'd stand me up, like Matt Marshall, and I think we all remember how that went. I was also sure he wouldn't cheat on me, like Lucas did. For once, I thought I'd finally get to have a nice boyfriend.
I had been slowly working up the courage to ask him out over the week. Sure, we spent practically every day at the beach, but we hadn't been on a real date yet. As it happens, he's a Hannah fan, so I figured we could go out to dinner, and then to a Hannah concert. I remember asking you for two tickets the next day, Miley, and you were so happy when I told you I might have a new boyfriend. As usual, he was waiting by my locker when school got out the next day.
As we began walking to the beach, I decided to ask him out. "Look, Trevor," I began with a shy smile. "I really like you, and I think you like me too," I said. My mind went blank as I tried to word this. He made it easy for me. "You're right, Lilly. I do like you," he replied, returning my smile. "I was thinking, would you go out with me... on a date?" I asked nervously. It took him less than a second to answer. "I'd love to. What did you have in mind?" he asked. I batted my eyes. "I happen to have two tickets to the Hannah Montana concert this Friday night," I answered. "I was thinking we could go to dinner, then the concert."
"I'd love that," he replied. His smile seemed to grow wider. "I'll tell you what. Since you paid for the tickets, I'll pay for dinner. Does that sound good?" I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat. "That sounds great," I replied. He embraced me in a hug. "I'll pick you up at seven," he said. The concert started at nine, this couldn't have been more perfect. The rest of the afternoon passed quickly. Finally, it was time to go home. Being the gentleman that he appeared to be, Trevor offered to walk me home.
To my surprise, my mom was waiting for me on the porch. As we walked toward the driveway, she sent us a smile. "I was wondering what had got you so happy, Lilly," she said. She looked Trevor over. "And boy, is he handsome," she remarked. "What's your name, son?" she asked. I smiled sheepishly. I really hoped she didn't embarass me. "My name's Trevor Mitchell," he answered, shaking my mom's hand as he did so. Mom returned his smile. "Well Trevor Mitchell, I take it you would like to date my daughter," she said. There it was. Insert embarassment here. I tried very hard to sink into the ground at that moment. "Mooom!" I whined. Trevor just smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am."
She just laughed. "Well, I have no objections, Lillian," she said pointedly. "Curfew for dates is no later than 11:00 sharp, young lady," she said, her voice becoming very serious. "As far as affection goes, I don't mind kissing, but absolutely no-" "Mooom!" I interrupted. "We just barely met. I don't think it's gonna get that far." Mom laughed at my reaction. "I'm just making sure you both know the rules, young lady," she said sternly. Trevor nodded. "Yes, ma'am," he replied. "I should get home," he said. He glanced back at my mom. "It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Truscott," he said with a smile. "Same here," she replied. We both watched as he took his leave.
"He's cute," Mom remarked as we went into the house. I tried to stifle a laugh. "The cutest," I replied. I thought for a minute. Our first date was going to be a Hannah concert. I've been to enough of those to know that they usually end at 11:00 at the minimum. "Look mom, about dates," I said. "Unless there's a good reason, I'm not extending your curfew," she said. "It's just that our first date is to the Hannah concert this Friday," I explained. She seemed to consider it. "Alright, this one time I'll extend it by an hour," she said. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Does Miley know?" she asked. She was one of the only people outside of Oliver and I to know the Hannah secret.
"I think I'll tell her in school tomorrow," I replied. She nodded. "It's your decision, but she's so used to you being backstage I figured she already knew." She thought for a moment. "I think this deserves celebration," she said. "What do you say I order pizza for dinner?" I wasted no time agreeing. "Yes, please," I answered. Mom and I were having so much fun, that before I knew it, it was time for bed. It was a school night, after all.
The next day seemed to fly by. I remember how happy you were when I told you I had a date to your concert, Miles. As soon as school went out, I hit the mall like a hurricane. I couldn't go on a date without the proper accessories. In no time, I found the perfect red dress with little white and black polka dots. It looked like something I'd wear as Lola. And as an added plus, it wasn't too expensive. I couldn't wait till the concert. It was quickly shaping up to be the perfect evening.
As advertised, Trevor showed up to pick me up at 7:00 on the dot. He took one look at me and struggled to find words. "Wow, that... Lilly, you look amazing," he said as he kissed my hand. My mom chose that moment to interrupt for a photo opp. We smiled as she took our picture. "Trevor, I don't know if Lilly has told you yet, but because you're going to a Hannah Montana concert, Lilly doesn't have to be home until midnight," she said. He nodded. "Yes, ma'am," he replied with a smile. As we left she called out, "You kids have fun."
Dinner was great. Trevor took me to a nice little italian restaraunt. We were careful not to overeat, as we knew we were going to buy concessions. As we got to the concert, Trevor couldn't believe where we'd be sitting. "How did you get front row tickets to Hannah Montana?" he asked in disbelief. I smiled. "I have my ways," I replied. We took our seats, and held hands as the concert began. "What's up Malibu?" Hannah asked on stage. The roar of the crowd increased. "I'd like to dedicate this first song to a really good friend of mine. Lola, this one's for you." A smile crept across my face. I knew that was her way of referring to me.
I was speechless as One in a Million began. The chorus meshed well with my feelings toward Trevor. "They say that good things take time, but really great things happen in a blink of an eye. Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one, I can't believe it, oh-oh-oh. You're one in a million." As the song finished, I couldn't help but kiss Trevor on the cheek. It was as if the rest of the world had melted away.
After the concert, he dropped me off at home. "I had a really nice time tonight," he said with a smile. We shared our first kiss, and then he went home. I glanced at my watch. It was five minutes to midnight. Perfect. As I walked in, of course, Mom was waiting for me. "How did your date go?" she asked. I simply smiled in response. I couldn't wait to see him again. I was on top of a world that was about to come crashing down.