Maddie's POV:
All the girls were put in one car and the guys in the other. I didn't know why, or who had come up with this idea, which bothered me, because, after that night, me and Diggy would only have one day left to spend together and as they say time goes by fast when you're having fun.
The car ride downtown was awfully long, so I became very aware of my surroundings. Diggy's mom was driving; she was wearing a flowing dress with thick tights under her trench coat. My mom sat next to her in the passenger seat wearing dress pants and a white top under a trench coat as well. Then there was Liv, who had gone all out for the night: smoky eye, bold lip, curled her hair more than usual, wore a black crop top and a short skirt with tights and booties. Everyone seemed too dressed up for my liking, especially since I was just wearing a simple red Christmas sweater, my dark-wash skinny jeans, and black boots under my blue coat. Apparently I was also the only one who realized it was about a week shy of Christmas and it gets cold at that time in Wisconsin: I was the only one wearing gloves and a scarf.
Liv's POV:
"Mom, what are we going to do when we get there?" I asked.
"Well, I'm guessing the adults will go out for a nice dinner and you kids can do whatever you want as long as you stay close together, it's a safe place so I don't think there'd be a problem, right?" she responded, looking at Diggy's mom for approval.
"Of course, you kids have fun," she said smiling.
"Thanks," I said sinking back down into my seat.
"Liv, what do you think we should do when we get there?" Maddie asked me; I knew what she wanted to hear, that she and Diggy would be left alone, and I wanted to say so but I wasn't sure I could.
"Maddie I know that you want time alone with him, but you heard Mom, besides I would not want to be the one to have to deal with Joey and Parker for however long we stay there." She looked at me with understanding, and I was so relieved: I didn't want to ruin her night but at the same time I didn't want to ruin mine as well.
Diggy's POV:
We arrived downtown at 9:00 but we wandered around looking for the girls for about 15 minutes, which I didn't mind, because the town looked so beautiful: it was lit up by twinkling Christmas lights and the white stores lined both sides of the snow covered street. When we did find them, I was glad to be surprised with such beauty. They all looked great, but all I really cared for was Maddie. She looked so simple and beautiful like the previous day when we had driven to the store.
"Hey Rooneys, so, what's the plan?" I asked.
"Well, Maddie and I thought we could go to a café place to get some dinner, and then we'll figure something out after that," said Liv, "Oh, that place looks fun."
Maddie's POV:
Joey, Parker, Liv, Diggy and I waved goodbye to our families as we walked to the small restaurant, or as Liv liked to call it: a café. As we walked, I felt Diggy's hand brush against mine, and every time it did, it was as if a shock of electricity ran through my veins and all around my body. In my head I promised myself that if he brushed my hand again, I would grab it, but he didn't and we continued walking.
Once inside, we sat down at a large table, it smelled of European chocolate and churros: it was a Spanish-Inspired café.
"Hello, how are you all doing? May I take your order?" asked the young waitress, with a smile painted on.
"Great, what is the 'chocolate con churros'?" asked Liv.
"Honestly, there's no way to truly explain it, it's like a fondue and very popular, so I'd recommend it," she answered.
"Oh so I guess that's more of a dessert isn't it?"
"I'd say so."
"Okay well, then, I'll have a salad as my main course."
"What about you guys?" she said pointing at Joey and Parker.
"We'll get the chicken soup, please," Parker responded.
"Okay, got it, and now you, what would you like?"
"I think I'll have the 'Paella Iberica'" I responded.
"And, finally, what would you like?"
"I'll have the 'Pollo A La Brasa'" he said looking up from his menu.
"Oh my god, Diggy?" He looked startled and confused.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" he asked her: not in a rude manner but quizzically.
"Yeah, it's me Sav from camp, we met two years ago," she said opening her arms to hug him.
"I can't believe I didn't recognize you," he said smiling at her, while I sat there, frozen, whishing that I hadn't made him promise that we'd come here.
