David dressed nice, well in a pair of jeans and a white and blue long sleeve stripe shirt. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled at his accomplishment. He looked rather nice.
He grabbed his truck keys and hopped down the stairs, when his mother saw him.
"David?" she called from in the living room, as his father popped his head by the kitchen door. " Where are you going?" she asked standing up.
"Out…" he said and reached for the door.
"Out where?" His mother questioned.
"Outside." He replied smirking.
"To go?"She asked tapping her foot.
"To my truck?" he laughed.
"To go where?" She demanded putting her hands on her hips as Paul laughed quietly in the kitchen.
"To go to someone's house."
"And do what- David Matthew Karofsky! Where are you going?" She demanded.
"To go on a date, Maaaaaa." Whined David leaving as a glass cup shatters in the kitchen.
"A date!" cried both parents equally shocked.
"Did you know he was dating?" asked David's mother as she watched Paul clean up the broken glass.
"I didn't even know he liked someone." Admitted Paul but looked at his wife and smiled. " Maybe that's why he's been acting different…"