I decided to name the guy Mitchell Ryo. Last name fits, for what I am doing… Thanks EmperorJaden and supershark1 for helping me name him.
Chapter seventeen – Mitchell Ryo"No, no, no! Stop pushing me!" Irma snarled angrily at Hay Lin, as her friend tried to push her friend out into her living room.
"Come on, Irma!" Hay Lin said, giving up. "He is good looking! It is not like Mitchell is some goofy nerd, who will start stalking you!"
"Look at this hem!" Irma screamed, grabbing the hem of her short skirt Hay Lin had designed for her. "It is way to short for a mother to wear!"
"Irma, you are not a mom, yet!" Hay Lin retorted.
"It is also inappropriate for pregnant woman to wear." Irma sniffed. "You are being extremely insensitive to my condition!"
"What? You told me you wanted us to act like everything was the same!" Hay Lin said.
"Well, I didn't mean make me feel uncomfortable in a short skirt!" Irma cried, shrilly.
"Oh, come on they are here." Hay Lin said, tugging on Irma's arm, as the boys rang her doorbell. Unwillingly, Irma let herself get dragged to the door, scowling and tugging the hem of her skirt as if to make it longer.
"Hey, Eric and Mitchell!" Hay Lin said enthusiastically. Irma's only greeting was a scowl. Mitchell didn't seem to notice, for he beamed at Irma.
"You told me he wasn't a dork!" Irma hissed.
"He isn't!" Hay Lin whispered.
"No infielder smiles like that!" Irma whispered, loudly.
Hay Lin sighed, as she hooked arms with Eric. The pair led the way to where Eric's mother was waiting to drive the resteraunt they were going to. Irma followed, arms crossed, with Mitchell at her heels, still smiling like some idiot clown.
Ten minutes later they arrived, at the place they were to eat. The theme was not romantic nor was it some cheesy place. It was the perfect date place for kids of 15 and 16.
Irma and Mitchell sat next to each other on one side of the booth, Eric and Hay Lin sat on the other side. As the evening past, Irma became closer to Mitchell, but only was far as a friend.
She found out Mitchell was from some far away place. Mitchell turned out to be one of the boys Irma had always imagined herself with. Cute, humorous, and polite. Only problem was he smiled too much. It freaked the heck out of Irma.
When the clocked chimed ten o'clock, the four decided to head home, and they took a taxi.
"Buh, Bye pookie-face." Hay Lin said to Eric.
"See you, Honey Buns." Eric cooed back.
The couple continued their disgustingly sweet names, as Irma and Mitchell glanced at each other, a look of disgust. "Er… Bye." Irma said, turning away, and starting to head home, from Hay Lin's.
"Hey, Irma!" Mitchell suddenly called.
"Yea?" Irma questioned, turning around looking at Mitchell, and careful not to look at Hay Lin and Eric, who were still being cute with each other.
"Uh, can I see me again?" Mitchell questioned.
"I hope you can see yourself." Irma replied.
Mitchell blinked, and then blushed. "I meant can I see you again?"
Irma paused, as if thinking. "I suppose so." She answered. With that, Irma waved and left.
Author Note – Yepa, I told you it was terrible!
If you want to read something else, while I type a new chapter, please read and review Is This Goodbye? For I finished that one. Go meh!