"So where are we going?" I asked once we were on the street. I was curious of where we where headed.
"A restaurant that is not to far away." He told me smiling.
"Your not going to murder me in a dark ally way are you?" I asked him.
"It's five o'clock. It's not dark yet." He told me.
"You didn't answer my question." I stopped walking. He stopped after he got a little ahead of me. He turned around and smiled.
"No I am not going to murder you."
"Good. Cause that would be an awful first date." I smiled back.
"So this is a date?" He asked. All of a sudden I was unsure of if he might like me. The color drained from my face and my stomach felt heavy.
"It...doesn't have to be…I just thought that…" He cut me off.
"I am sorry I want this to be a date. I haven't been on one in a while. So bare with me." He said smiling at me. It was a cute smile.
"Ok. I haven't been on a date in a while either." I told him. I smiled and walked to where he had stopped. "So Mr. ADA where exactly are we going?"
"There's this restaurant that is in this neighborhood and it was one of the best places to get food when I was growing up."
"Ok lead the way." I told him.
"Did you spend a lot of time in this neighborhood growing up?" He asked me.
"I didn't spend that much time here when I was a child. I would have loved to, but my father is originally from Atlanta so when my parents got married they started their life down there. I spent some summers up here with my grandma, but my mother didn't want me to spend to much time with her." I told him. I didn't mean to tell him that much about myself, it just sort of came out. "Did you have fun here as a child?" I asked him as a way to change the subject.
"I had fun growing up with my friends, in fact I had two best friends. We got in so much trouble. My friends Alex, Eddie and I were called the Three Musketeers of Jerome Avenue; I had the mouth, Alex had the heart, and Eddie had the muscle to protect us." He said smiling and laughing.
"Do you keep in touch?" I asked him.
"Less and less." He said with a frown replacing his cute smile.
"Oh well, I bet you have all kinds of stories of the trouble that you got into as a child." I told him smiling. There was something about him that made it easy to talk to; he was easy to laugh with.
"I have quite a lot of stories about that time." He said smiling.
We stopped when we reached a restaurant with the name of La Perla on the door. He opened the door for me to walk in and I went in first. I waited for him to walk in and I followed him to a counter. I looked up at the menu and noticed that everything was in Spanish.
"Um…Problem." I told him. He looked at me. "I know five words of Spanish."
"Oh I am sorry I didn't think of that. We can go somewhere else, if you want?"
"No, we can stay here. I would like to eat here." I told him. This was some place that was special to him and he wanted to share it. "I'm going to have to trust you though. What's the best thing on the menu?" I asked him.
He smiled at me, "I think I can do that." He then ordered our food.
A little while later we had our food and after I took the first bite I found out that it was amazing. "This is amazing!" I told him smiling. He smiled back at me.
"So tell me a little bit about yourself." He said smiling.
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