The Morning After The Night Before

The next day.

I groaned as I rolled over and picked up the phone, I glanced at the time. "Ten thirty." I muttered to myself. "People who know me, should know it's too early to phone me."

"Hello?" I said as I held the phone to my ear.

"Hi Kerry?"

"Shane!" I asked surprised sitting bolt upright in bed.

"How are you?" We both said at the same time and laughed.

I regained my composure. "I'm great thanks, what about you?"

"Good, very good. I didn't wake you did I? You sounded a bit groggy when you answered."

"Well you sure know how to flatter a girl." I giggled, pretending to be offended.

He gasped. "Oh no, I didn't mean it like that."

"Relax," I told him. "I know and yes you did wake me up. The more you get to know me, the more you'll understand how I like my sleep."

"Oh right, one of those are you? The type you have to drag out of bed in the morning?"

I laughed. "Yeah, I guess I am."

"I like a good lay in myself, not that I get much time for it."

"Well soon I won't have time when I start my job, so I'm making the most of it."

"Good idea, I'm sorry I woke you but uhh." He paused. "I just uhh. couldn't wait to phone you." He said shyly

"That's okay." I replied quietly.

"I was just wondering if you want to go out tonight? If you're not busy, I mean."

I cut him off. "I'd love too." I answered quickly.

"Really? That's great, brilliant." He said happily.

"So where are we going?" I asked, playing with the phone cord.

"It's a surprise." He said mysteriously.

"A surprise? On a first date? Now that's unusual!"

"You've never been on a first date with me before, that's why. All I will tell you is wrap up warm!"

"Wrap up warm? This gets more mysterious by the minute."

"You are just going to have to trust me." Shane said with the slightest hint of a smile in his voice.

"Luckily for you, I do or I wouldn't have agreed to go out with you in the first place." I replied, not believing I had just said it.

"Well that is lucky." He agreed. "I'll come and pick you up at about seven thirty, is that okay?"

"Perfect!" I replied, a smile plastered over my face.

"What number apartment do you live in?" He asked.

"Number twenty two."

"Twenty two, okay then. I'll come and pick you up from there and remember what I said, dress warmly."

"Right, see you then, bye."

"Bye."

I put down the phone and started to jump on my bed excitedly.

"I'm going on a date with Shane McMahon!!!" I screamed, not caring who heard me. "WooooooHoooooo!!"

I threw open my closet and got everything out that I considered appropriate for what he said. I tried everything on, but nothing seemed right.

I sighed as I sat down dejectedly on my bed. "There's only one thing that will fix this." I said out loud to myself as I looked in the mirror. A smile came over my face. "A shopping spree."