What Makes You Different Ch. 4
The car pulled into the parking lot in front of the swing set. Fox got out of his car and opened Theresa's door. He then grabbed the picnic basket.
"Thanks," smiled Theresa appreciatively. She stood waiting patiently for Fox to lead the way.
They walked to a quiet grassy area away from everyone. Theresa took in the sight. Her jaws dropped. Before her was a blanket covering with pink and yellow rose petals. Soft music was playing in the radio. A disposable camera was nestled in a hands of an adorable, large pooh bear stuff animal. Wow, I'm impressed. And she was. She has never had anyone go through all the trouble of creating a romantic atmosphere. Even though this was planned for whoever was the highest bidder, she couldn't help but be flattered. A smile slowly crept across her face.
Fox watched anxiously at Theresa's expression. He hoped that she liked the setup. After all, he did go through all the trouble to make it memorable. "So, what do you think?"
"I...I...wow...I love it!" exclaimed Theresa. "Thank you." In all the excitement, she gave Fox a huge hug.
Surprised, Fox wrapped his arms around Theresa waist, enjoying the moment. Maybe it's going to be better than I thought. Fox felt relieved and began to relax.
After realizing what she did, Theresa let go of Fox. Fox in turn let his arms drop. I can't I just hugged Fox. It's so unlike me to hug a total stranger. And that he was. Of course she knew who Fox was, but who didn't? He was after all one of the most popular guys in school. How else would he be able to be class president! And I just threw myself at him in a hug. How embarrassing!
Sensing the awkwardness appearing once again, Fox took the initiative to make the afternoon entertaining and enjoyable. He was determined to break down the wall that Theresa was putting up. He never had to try so hard with any girl before, but then again, Theresa was different. It's not like he was interested in her in a romantic way, but she did intrigue him. "Well I'm starved. Let's eat." Fox began to take the food out of the basket.
Feeling relieved that Fox was being distracted and didn't seem to notice the awkward silence, or at least she hoped so, she sat down.
Hmm...Theresa was getting hungry as she looked at all the food. She was too nervous to eat lunch. "The food looks terrific Fox." She grabbed the chocolate chip cookies with walnuts first and took a big bite.
Fox smiled at the fact that Theresa seemed to be really enjoying the cookie; that and the fact that Theresa actually addressed him by his nickname for the first time. He liked how she said it. Pushing the thought aside, he picked up a chicken leg and began eating.
"So," Fox said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Tell me about yourself Theresa."
"What do you want to know?" asked Theresa, genuinely glad that he seemed interested enough in her to ask her to talk about herself.
"Anything. What are your hobbies? What do you like to do in your free time?"
"Well, let me see. One of my hobbies is designing clothes. I actually made the dress I'm wearing."
Fox had to admit she did have some talent. Even though it was just a pale yellow sunflower dress, hers was different from any other he seen around school. It was a strapless dress that tied at the waist and flowed outward. What really stood out was the detail of the dress. "What type of fabric did you use?" This is a first; I'm actually talking about fabrics. If the guys ever find out, I would never hear the end of it.
"It's just cotton. I loved the pale yellow color, but decided to spruce it up by hand painting the sunflowers on.
"You're really talented. Have you ever taken any painting or sewing classes?" asked Fox. None of his female friends or anyone he ever dated bought anything but designer clothes. He almost laughed out loud of the thought of them wearing anything that wasn't worn by a model down the runway.
"No. I've taught myself how to sew and paint. I've always been interested in experimenting with fabrics and paints. Thanks for saying I'm talented, but you don't have to say it. I'm still an amateur at it." Theresa could never take a complimented. She was too modest and didn't have high self- esteem.
As Theresa and Fox continued the conversation they were enjoying, they were interrupted by two figures. Oh no thought Fox. Not now.
The car pulled into the parking lot in front of the swing set. Fox got out of his car and opened Theresa's door. He then grabbed the picnic basket.
"Thanks," smiled Theresa appreciatively. She stood waiting patiently for Fox to lead the way.
They walked to a quiet grassy area away from everyone. Theresa took in the sight. Her jaws dropped. Before her was a blanket covering with pink and yellow rose petals. Soft music was playing in the radio. A disposable camera was nestled in a hands of an adorable, large pooh bear stuff animal. Wow, I'm impressed. And she was. She has never had anyone go through all the trouble of creating a romantic atmosphere. Even though this was planned for whoever was the highest bidder, she couldn't help but be flattered. A smile slowly crept across her face.
Fox watched anxiously at Theresa's expression. He hoped that she liked the setup. After all, he did go through all the trouble to make it memorable. "So, what do you think?"
"I...I...wow...I love it!" exclaimed Theresa. "Thank you." In all the excitement, she gave Fox a huge hug.
Surprised, Fox wrapped his arms around Theresa waist, enjoying the moment. Maybe it's going to be better than I thought. Fox felt relieved and began to relax.
After realizing what she did, Theresa let go of Fox. Fox in turn let his arms drop. I can't I just hugged Fox. It's so unlike me to hug a total stranger. And that he was. Of course she knew who Fox was, but who didn't? He was after all one of the most popular guys in school. How else would he be able to be class president! And I just threw myself at him in a hug. How embarrassing!
Sensing the awkwardness appearing once again, Fox took the initiative to make the afternoon entertaining and enjoyable. He was determined to break down the wall that Theresa was putting up. He never had to try so hard with any girl before, but then again, Theresa was different. It's not like he was interested in her in a romantic way, but she did intrigue him. "Well I'm starved. Let's eat." Fox began to take the food out of the basket.
Feeling relieved that Fox was being distracted and didn't seem to notice the awkward silence, or at least she hoped so, she sat down.
Hmm...Theresa was getting hungry as she looked at all the food. She was too nervous to eat lunch. "The food looks terrific Fox." She grabbed the chocolate chip cookies with walnuts first and took a big bite.
Fox smiled at the fact that Theresa seemed to be really enjoying the cookie; that and the fact that Theresa actually addressed him by his nickname for the first time. He liked how she said it. Pushing the thought aside, he picked up a chicken leg and began eating.
"So," Fox said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Tell me about yourself Theresa."
"What do you want to know?" asked Theresa, genuinely glad that he seemed interested enough in her to ask her to talk about herself.
"Anything. What are your hobbies? What do you like to do in your free time?"
"Well, let me see. One of my hobbies is designing clothes. I actually made the dress I'm wearing."
Fox had to admit she did have some talent. Even though it was just a pale yellow sunflower dress, hers was different from any other he seen around school. It was a strapless dress that tied at the waist and flowed outward. What really stood out was the detail of the dress. "What type of fabric did you use?" This is a first; I'm actually talking about fabrics. If the guys ever find out, I would never hear the end of it.
"It's just cotton. I loved the pale yellow color, but decided to spruce it up by hand painting the sunflowers on.
"You're really talented. Have you ever taken any painting or sewing classes?" asked Fox. None of his female friends or anyone he ever dated bought anything but designer clothes. He almost laughed out loud of the thought of them wearing anything that wasn't worn by a model down the runway.
"No. I've taught myself how to sew and paint. I've always been interested in experimenting with fabrics and paints. Thanks for saying I'm talented, but you don't have to say it. I'm still an amateur at it." Theresa could never take a complimented. She was too modest and didn't have high self- esteem.
As Theresa and Fox continued the conversation they were enjoying, they were interrupted by two figures. Oh no thought Fox. Not now.