Do Grim Reapers get days off? Why yes we do. They're very rare but if we ask really nicely then we do. Today is one of those rare days. I'm going out with a guy. I've never done this before. I push people away. No one wants to spend time with me.

Okay I'll admit it. I'm nervous. Stiles was going to pick me up in an hour and I still hadn't figured out what I was going to wear.

"What are you doing up here?" My mum asked walking into the bedroom.

I looked up. "I'm so lame. I mean I'm not the girl who spends hours wondering what to wear to impress a guy but… I have nothing to wear." I sighed.

Mum smiled. "Wait here." She skipped out of the room and came back with a black dress. "Every girl needs a little black dress." She walked over to stand behind me and held up the dress so I could see it properly in the mirror.

"Mum it's gorgeous." I gasped.

"I wore this dress on my first date with your dad." Mum told me.

I smiled. "You know this isn't a date right?"

Mum rested her chin on my shoulder. "The boy is taking you to see a movie and then for dinner. It's a date sweetie." She told me.

I bit my lip. "You really think so?"

"Yes." Mum grinned. "Now go put this dress on." She ordered.

I smiled and slipped into my bathroom. I changed into the dress and walked back out. "What do you think?" I asked her running my hands over the fabric.

Mum gasped. "Oh honey you look beautiful." She stood up and steered me in front of the mirror. "I wish you'd think about growing your hair out again." Mum played with my short hair.

"Do I need to remind you why I keep it short?" I asked.

Mum chuckled. "No. Ooo let me do your make up. Please." My mum pleaded.

I laughed and smiled. "Okay."

Mum grinned. "Okay I'll be right back with my make up bag." She clapped her hands together and hurried out of the room.

So I let my mum poke and prod me with various make up brushes. She just finished applying lipstick to my lips when the doorbell sounded. Mum smiled at me. "I'll go answer that."

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pretty.

"Erin. Stiles is here." Mum called from downstairs.

I put on the pair of black flat shoes my mum had given me knowing how much I hated wearing heels. I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs.

"Wow." Stiles breathed. "You look…"

I looked down at myself. "Awkward?"

"Beautiful." Stiles finished his sentence.

I felt my cheeks heat. "Thank you. You look very handsome." I smiled.

Mum smiled. "Aw you two are so cute." She grinned.

"Mum." I gasped.

"Sorry. Sorry." Mum held up her hands. "You two have fun. And have her home by midnight."

I rolled my eyes. "Bye mum." I pushed Stiles out of the door. "Sorry about her."

Stiles shook his head. "No I think it's sweet." He opened the passenger door to his Jeep. "Your chariot awaits my lady." He bowed to me.

I smiled. "You're such a goofball." I climbed into the Jeep.

"Yeah but you love it." Stiles closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. He climbed in and drummed his hands on the steering wheel. "So ready?"

I nodded.

While we drove we made small talk about school, parents and hobbies. Stiles asked me about my job at the library and about roller derby. It was nice. Really nice. We arrived at the cinema and Stiles jumped out of the Jeep and ran around to open my door for me.

"You know you don't have to be a perfect gentleman." I smiled at him.

"Well I was raised to be one so you are just going to have to get used to it." Stiles shut the door and offered me his arm. "May I escort you into the theatre?"

I laughed and linked arms with him. "You may."

We walked into the theatre together and Stiles bought the tickets after a ten minute fight over him paying for them which somehow he won and caused him to grin.

"Don't get use to it." I smiled at him.

Stiles shook his head. "I won't. What do you want to eat? Popcorn and M and Ms good?"

I pressed my lips together. "Can we have Reece's instead. Sorry I'm deathly allergic to M and Ms." I tilted my head to the side. "We've never been able to figure out why."

Stiles nodded. "No problem. Reece's pieces definitely top M and Ms anyway." He smiled at me.

"Thanks. You know I have a serious amount of fun walking into the M and M world store in New York with my mum. I walked in, did a 360 degree turn and just went aw and walked out." I laughed.

Stiles laughed with me.

I shook my head. "You should have seen the people in the store's faces." I made a blank face.

We doubled over laughing. Once we calmed down we got our food and walked into the theatre, snagging seats at the back. I couldn't help but smile when I felt Stiles arm snake around my shoulders. I leant in closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder.

After the movie I was so pumped from the adrenaline. I love the fast and furious movies. I love the action and the cars. God I love the cars. I couldn't help but talk about the movie as we left the cinema. It was when we reached the restaurant that I realised I'd been talking all the way there. I felt my cheeks heat up and stopped talking. "Sorry, I've been talking all the way here haven't I?"

Stiles shook his head. "Don't worry about it. It's nice to know I'm not the only one who can ramble."

I gasped. "Shut up." I hit him playfully on the arm.

"Ow." Stiles rubbed his arm and then smiled opening the door to the restaurant. "Ladies first."

I shook my head with a smile and walked into the restaurant. I stood in the entry way as Stiles joined me. A waiter walked over to us with a smile. "Good evening, can I help you?"

Stiles nodded. "Yeah. Erm… I have a table reserved under Stilinski."

The waiter checked a book. "Ah yes. Right this way." He motioned for us to follow him. We reached a booth and slid into the seats. The waiter handed us each a menu. "Can I get you something to drink?" The waiter asked. "We have a rather lovely bottle of non alcoholic champagne."

"That sounds great." Stiles nodded glancing at me. "I mean are you okay with it?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Sounds great."

The waiter walked away leaving us alone.

I looked around the restaurant and turned to Stiles. "This is amazing."

"My dad used to bring my mum here." Stiles explained. "The food is amazing and I've always wanted to share this place with someone special." He brushed his thumb over my cheek.

"And you picked me?" I asked. "Why?"

Stiles smiled. "Because you're beautiful and smart and funny. You drive me insane. I've never met someone who could actually match my sarcasm. And out of everyone you saw me."

I smiled. "Well how could I not? You rock the paid shirt. You're funny and smart and kind."

"Aw shucks." Stiles nudged me.

The waiter walked back over and showed us the bottle, placing two glasses on the table and poured us some into each glass. "Enjoy." He left the bottle in a stand by the table and left again.

Stiles handed me one of the glasses and held up his own. "To us."

I smiled. "To us." I clinked my glass against his.

"So what do you want to eat?" Stiles opened his menu.

I leant in to look with him. "Ooo the steak pasta bake sounds good." I glanced at him.

Stiles stared at me with those whiskey eyes and our faces seemed to get closer. I felt my breath catch in my throat and I closed my eyes.

"Are you two ready to order?" The waiter walked over.

I shifted away from Stiles and rubbed the back of my neck, taking a sip of drink.

Stiles nodded. "Yeah, I will have the spaghetti and meatballs please."

"And I'd love the steak pasta bake please." I smiled at the waiter.

The waiter smiled back. "Coming right up." He walked away.

The conversation went back to safer territories. We ate dinner and fought over the bill which Stiles lost and we split it. We walked back to the Jeep hand in hand. Stiles opened the passenger door and I stepped out. "Thank you for a wonderful night." I turned to face Stiles.

"Thanks for sharing it with me." Stiles replied. "I had a really great time."

"Me too." I agreed. "I should probably get inside." I motioned to the door.

Stiles nodded. "Yeah. I should get home too. I'll see you at school on Monday?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yep. I'll be there."

Stiles turned and walked towards his Jeep before stopping and turned around. "Screw it." He walked over to me and pressed me against the door, crashing his lips to mine.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.

We broke apart to breath and Stiles smiled at me. "Goodnight Erin."

"Goodnight Stiles." I kissed his nose and slipped into my house with a huge grin on my face.