First Date

I was tossing and turning all night. Dad came and picked me up after Alice made the attendance ladies to call him. My eyes were read and started to sting. I was glad to be going home but I didn't want to talk to dad about anything. Dad had his arm around me all the way home.

"Both hands….on the wheel," I said still sniffing. I took two boxes of tissues home with me. By the time we got home, the floor of the car was completely covered in tissues. He walked me to my room and put me in bed. We sat there talking and he was trying to clam me down. After changing the subject ever five minutes, I decided to let dad in on the whole Emmett situation. I told him everything, from our first kiss until our plans for Saturday.

"I knew it. The way you have been acting since Rock Climbing," I looked at him.

"Was it that obvious?" I asked. He laughed

"Just a tad,"

The sun light beamed down through my window on Saturday morning, waking me up. It was a beautiful day. I lay in bed listening to the birds chirping and the light blow of the wind. I smiled, I knew today would be a good day. I turned on my side and reached for my IPod. I put it onto the speakers and the music started to play; a beautiful contemporary piano piece that Edward recommended to me. The phone rang and dad picked it up. He was soon in my bedroom giving me the phone.

"Its Rosalie," he said passing me the phone. I sat up and grabbed the phone. I waited until dad walked out of the room before I started talking to her.

"Hey," I said pressing the phone to my ear.

"Hey, how are you?" She said.

"I'm fine,"

"You ready for tonight?" I realised that I hadn't even figured out what to wear. I was unprepared and then I started panicking.

"Rosalie! I'm not ready; I have no idea what to wear or anything. I'm panicking," I hopped out of my bed and ran to my closet. I moved all the clothes, searching for a dress or something decent for me to wear. Nothing! You don't have anything decent. What kind of girl are you? I thought to myself.

"Okay, clam down. Alice, you and I are going shopping. We will be around in an hour. Get ready!" She said. "You will be fine. Remember you're going out with Emmett, he wouldn't really care what you wear,"

"Rosalie! I'm going to Italiano!"

"Forgot, sorry. See ya!" She hung up before I could say anything. I couldn't believe that I didn't think about this earlier. Definitely not a good start to the dating game.

Alice and Rosalie turned up an hour later. From eleven o'clock in the morning until three in the afternoon, we were dress shopping. I couldn't find anything that was me. All of them were Rosalie and Alice but not Angela. At last I found it. A plain sun yellow dress. Rosalie and Alice were appalled.

"Just that? Its so….plain. I mean its just yellow!" Rosalie said. Alice just turned around and walked away. I took it and went to the counter. Rosalie tried to talk me out of buying it.
"It's me Rosalie. The other dresses weren't me. Isn't it the first rule to be yourself on a first date?" I asked. The lady scanned the dress and then looked at me.

"You're right," she said. "The most important rule. You should never pretend to be something that your not," she added.

"But it's just a dress. I'm not telling her to change her personality or anything, just the dress," I looked at her and then payed.

"Too late," I turned around and smiled. She sighed and walked to meet Alice. The girl behind the counter laughed and gave me the bag.

"Good luck with your date," She said.

"Thank you," I replied. I met Rosalie and Alice outside of the shop. We walked back to the car and dropped Rosalie home. Alice was going to stay with me and help me do my hair. By the time we arrived home, it was four and Emmett would be here in two hours. Alice let my hair down and started to straighten it. She dead straightened my long dark hair got a yellow Rosalie to tie it behind my ear. I stood up and looked in the mirror. I actually looked beautiful for once. Well in my option. Alice left and then Emmett came. She probably passed him on her way home. Dad opened the door and welcomed him in. I could hear them talking. Dad was probably making him feel uncomfortable. I looked at the mirror and sighed. As I walked down stairs I could hear them go silent and make their way to the stairs. Emmett was wearing black pants with a pale blue shirt. I laughed. We looked so formal.

"We will be back by nine," Emmett told my dad.

"Great. Good luck," he said. Emmett took my hand and we walked to the car. I waved good-bye to my dad as he sat at the window watching us leave. Emmett and I were talking and laughing all the way. When we arrived at the restaurant, Emmett helped me out of the car and walked me into the restaurant. Once the person at the front showed us to our table, Emmett and I sat ourselves down. He didn't pull out the chair for me but I didn't really care. I wasn't expecting him to anyway. We were given a menu and asked to order drinks. I looked at the menu, everything was so expensive. I felt so bad that Emmett was paying so much. A Cesar Salad was twenty four dollars. I bit my lip and tried to look for the cheapest thing to order.

"I'll get a lemon, lime and bitters," Emmett told the waiter. "And Bella?" He asked.

"What?" I replied. I looked at the waiter "Oh, sorry. Lemonade for me," Emmett laughed.

"And are you ready to order your entries?" the waiter asked. Emmett looked at me.

"We will just get the four dips with Italian bread thanks," I said. Emmett nodded as the waiter dotted down our order. He turned around and walked away. I sighed. Emmett looked at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked. I smiled.

"Yes, I'm just… well nervous that's all," I turned my head and looked at the kitchen. Emmett grabbed my hand.

"You shouldn't be nervous," I looked at him. "Just imagine we are at school, at lunch," he said. I laughed.

"I don't think I really want to imagine I am at school on a weekend," the entries came out. The bread was warm and tasted lovely. Emmett was being his typical funny self. I kept on laughing and barley touched my food.

"Eat," He ordered me. I laughed.

"I am a woman. I can multitask," I smiled. He laughed.

"That's why your pasta is cold and still not eaten," the night went on. The waiter was still trying to be a comedian. Emmett assured me that he was a better comedian than the waiter. I ended up finishing half of my pasta in the huge plate they had given me. The waiter juggled the bill and threw it to Emmett. He didn't let me see how much dinner was. He grabbed his credit card out from his wallet and put in the black folder that contained the bill. We walked out of the restaurant, being waved goodbye to by the waiter.

We drove home and he walked my up to the door. It was silent inside. I was worried that dad would be looking through the window. I checked just in case.

"Is the coast clear?" Emmett asked.

"Yeah," I said. He leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his hands around my waist. The light came on and dad opened the door. We stopped.

"Goodnight Emmett," he said. We let go of each other and he said goodnight. I looked at my Dad in disbelief. He has a habit of doing that. Just embarrassing me in the worst possible times! How annoying can he get? Dad stood there with his arms cross waiting for Emmett to leave. I wouldn't be surprised if he turned around and told me I wasn't worth it because I would if I was a boy and my girlfriend's dad was a big doof.

"Bye," dad urged for him to leave. I let out a frustrated sigh and walked past my dad. His slammed the door and locked it. I walked over to the window and mouthed sorry to Emmett. He smile and drove out of the drive way. Dad cleared his throat and I turned around to see him behind me once again with his hands cross. I was ready for a lecture on how I am too young and that I should break it off with him. Dad was just the sort of person who would say yes and then change his mind. I looked at him awaiting his lecture.

"So how was it?" he asked. "Had a good time?" I ignored him and went to my room. I undressed and got into my tracksuits and a singlet. I lay on my bed thinking about what just happened. It was our second kiss but to me it felt like the first as the first time I was too shocked to realize what was going on. I wasn't sure whether the kiss what was it should have been. It was my first kiss so I wasn't sure what to expect but I like Emmett, so I think it was what it should have been.