Pickle slices fo' AngelxCollins and TheSilverbow

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"No, No, NO, NO." I say, staring at my now less than impressive wardrobe. Why don't I have anything to wear! I have loads of clothes, but nothing that's good enough for a first date. I squeal at the thought. Tom said I should wear comfortable shoes and casual attire. He won't tell me where we going though, just that he'll be picking me up at 6, and as of now I can't find anything to wear. Thank God today was 1 o clock dismissal, I have 5 hours to stress about what to where. UGH. Okay. Decided.

Ring, ring "Hello?"

"Mimi. Mall. Move it! Muah."

And with that, Mimi and I have plans to go shopping.

"Maureen, for the last time. Leather is not comfortable!"

So after half an hour of depressing ourselves with nothing fitting and no third opinions, we called Maureen who brought Joanne. It's like a girl's day out. Pretty much.

"Fine. Pookie! Put down the pant suit! Angel is not wearing that!"

We walk into pretty much our last resort, because it's 4:30 and I haven't found anything. And then I see it. It's perfect! We all agree it's perfect, I try it on and it fits perfectly, as do the shoes I found to match it. Things are working out…yes…perfect!

"Angel! Somebody's here! Get the damn door!" Mama calls from the couch, about a foot from the door to our apartment.

I twirl in front of the mirror. Weee I look gorgeous. The white sundress looks amazing in comparison to my light brown skin. The white flipflops with that cute gem decoration are now the most comfortable pair of shoes I own. I run down the stairs, say goodbye to Mama and open the door. Tom tries to come in to greet my mother, such a gentleman I tell you, but I just shake my head and close the door behind me.

"Bad day" I explain, still defending Mama.

"Alright, now c'mon! We've gotta get tp the train!"

Train…?

Although our apartment building isn't one of the best in Queens, it has its perks in location. I'm about four blocks from the subway station, and that means I can go into the city (A/N Manhattan for non- New Yorkers, LOL) at any time. And I'm guessing that's where we're going, because we hop on the 7 train. We even find seats, which is pretty great considering it is still rush hour.

Then it all goes to hell. We realize we're on a local train, not an express, and now we get to stop every 3 minutes. At the Queensborough Plaza stop, the train is filled with people. Then there is a problem with the tracks and we're stuck. For half an hour Tom and I are stuck on a train with a bunch of stinky, sweaty people. He looks quite embarrassed, but I take his hand and give him a look to tell him it's fine. Finally, the train starts moving and we get off at Times Square. Although I'm a New Yorker, Times Square still amazes me. No. I don't point and ooh and aah and take pictures, but I do appreciate all our city has to offer.

The date is going pretty well so far, Collins and I are laughing and pointing out obvious tourists, as he leads me I'm not quite sure where. But then a Range Rover passes by, and it obviously rained yesterday because it splashes a puddle. Thank God it only gets my shoes, but I'm upset none the less. I must look like I'm gonna cry, because Tom puts his arm around my and kisses the top of my head, apologizing. I soon forget about my wet shoes.

We finally stop, and I'm so caught up looking around I don't even realize where we are. Bryant Park, home of Fashion Week and old movies on the lawn every Friday night this month for some classic film festival. Tom looks at me, hoping to gauge my reaction. I smile and give him a kiss on the cheek, and he lets out a sigh of relief. We pick up a couple of famous New York City hotdogs, or dirty water dogs as I call them, and Tom lays out a blanket I hadn't noticed he had. We take a seat, waiting for the movie to begin.

The movie starts, an oldie from the 40's, and I love it from the beginning. It's a tragic story of war and love, and I can tell Tom is bored. I take his hand and he snaps out of his daydream, smiling at the movie like it's one of his old favorites. I just laugh and stand up, leading him around the lawn to the little tables way in the back.

"Didn't you like it?' He asks, worried

"I loved it, but you didn't" I say, poking him in the chest and smiling.

"Of course I-" he says, but I cut him off.

"Today for you, tomorrow for me. What do you want to do?" I ask.

"This." He says. He leans in and kisses me softly. He pulls back, smiling shyly.

"See, something we both agree on" I say, and kiss him back.

The rest of our date consists of a few more kisses , and looking up at the stars while the music from the credits of the movie softly plays around us.

Fluffy Mc Fluff Fluff. Haha hope you guys liked their first date!

So, Bryant Park is a park about a block from Times Square. It's got one of the world's most impressive libraries and a beautiful Lawn. Check It