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Chapter four: Girl Talk
4 weeks later UPOV

"You look cute!" Says a certain blue haired boy, who I just so happen to have the biggest crush on. I feel my cheeks getting hot and I'm most certainly blushing.
"Thank you Grimmjow." I say, doing my best to hide the color that's appearing on my face.
"Can I carry your books?" He asks, because he's such a gentleman. I nod and hand them to him.
"So I was wondering, today being Friday and all, if you were doing anything tonight, because I was thinking that maybe we could go to dinner or something..."
I feel my cheeks get even redder, and I can't help but smile. "Are you asking me on a date?"
"Maybe...Yeah."
"Then the answer's yes."
"OK, then there's one other thing I was wondering, Cuz I've liked you for a while now, and I was wondering if you'd like to... if you'd want to be... do you want to be my..."
By now I'm not the only one blushing.
"Boyfriend?" I finish for him.
"Yeah."
"I was wondering when you were going to ask."
"You could have asked me you know."
"I really don't do that type of thing. I'm too shy."
"Yeah, you are pretty timid Ulquie-Chan."
We walk into science, where we take our seats at the lab table. As soon as Miss Nano isn't looking he kisses me on the cheek.

UPOV later that day
"Momma!" I call. Nobody answers.
"MOM!" Louder this time.
"What is it sweetie?"
"I have a date tonight!"
"With who? Is it that Grimmjow character you keep talking about?"
I blush and nod my head.
"Well that's great. Does... does he know about Aizen?"
"Yeah, and I told him what to do if he follows us. You can talk to his Mom on the phone if you want to make further arrangements regarding the ass hole." I say handing her a slip of paper with Grimmjow's Mom's cell phone number on it.
"Thank you Ulquie-Chan. I'll do that." she says, calling her up on the phone.
"Momma," I whisper as she talks with the other women. "Can you help me get ready?" I ask. She nods her head.
"Go pick out an outfit. Knowing you, by the time you find something you like I'll be off the phone." she says. I happily skip up to my room and start rooting through my closet to try to find something to wear.
I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans with studs on the seams. Then I add a pink tank top. Nah. I think. Blue would look better. I try that on too, then quickly throw it back in the closet, seeing as I have no shoes that match it. Green maybe? That looks good, but with my eyes it seems too predictable. I spot my purple Converse in the corner. Perfect! I think. I grab a purple tank top from my closet and throw that on. I grab my fishnet shirt and put that on over it along with black and purple striped fingerless gloves that go up to my elbows. I throw on a black studded leather belt and look in the mirror at my outfit. Beautiful!
At that moment my mom walks in with a couple bottles. One is nail polish remover, the other is makeup remover. I take out my black nail polish and makeup kit. She starts by doing my nails.
"Your outfit looks nice." She says as she removes the chipped green off my nails.
"Thanks." I say. "I was thinking that I should wear a purple bow in my hair because Grimmy really likes that."
"That would be cute." she agrees as she finishes removing the green and begins painting my nails black. "So what time is he going to pick you up?"
"About 5:30 to 6:00. He might come earlier if Luppi, his brother, doesn't need anything from the store."
"OK, so we have plenty of time." she says as she finishes with the first hand.
"Yup! I think you're going to like this guy. He's nothing like the last one. I was treating him like crap and he still stood up for me."
"Is he the one who beat up the guy who was trying to hurt you...?"
"Yeah. And he does know about the miscarriage. His brother actually has the same condition I do, and he's six months pregnant."
"It's good that he's familiar with your condition."
"Yeah, that way he won't think I'm a freak like the bastard ass douche bag otherwise known as Aizen did." I say bitterly.
"Forget about him. He used you Ulquie. He doesn't deserve any space in your mind."
"I can't just forget what he did to me."
"I'm not asking you to do that. I just don't want you to give him so much space in your head is all." she says finishing the first hand and moving on to the second.
"I know. I just have a hard time not thinking about it. I mean he did what he did, and then called me some freak of nature who deserves to die, even though everything that happened was his fault. I really should have pressed charges. I hate him."
"I know sweetie. Something like that is something that you can never forget. You just have to pick up the pieces of your life and do your best to move on, because you can't change what happened in the past so your just goanna have to prove to the world that you can take whatever life throws at you. Believe me. I've been in your situation before."
"I know Mom. It's just so hard to pretend I'm strong. And he knows it too. He keeps breaking the restraining order, and I keep breaking down whenever I see him."
"Healing takes time. You won't be able to cope at first, but it gets better. Believe me. It really doesn't help that he's stalking you so I told Grimmjow and his Mom about what to do if he follows you guys. I hope you don't have to deal with him tonight though." she says.
"So do I." I agree as she finishes the second hand. She continues to dab some make up remover onto a cotton ball and removes my green eyeliner.
"I'm thinking plain black for a date." I say.
"Me too. The green tear tracks are cute, but you should do something different for tonight." she agrees, applying some purple eye shadow to my eyelids. Barely enough to make them pop, before putting the eyeliner on, then she puts some black lipstick on my lips.
"You didn't make me look too girly did you? Cuz I'm not a transvestite. I'm just emo."
"No I didn't. You look like an emo kid. Don't worry. No blush, you don't need mascara, and I didn't pluck your eyebrows, as much as I'm tempted to." she says.
"If it bugs you that much I'll get them waxed." I say rolling my eyes, putting a purple bow in my hair. She never stops bugging me about that. I look in the mirror. I do look good.
Sighing I walk into the living room and watch TV while I wait for Grimmjow to arrive. My favorite show is on though, so that should make the wait more tolerable. I just love watching Tygra and Lion-O kick Mumra's ass.