20. First Date

It was 7:00, Friday Night, the night of Jay and Emma's "date" or whatever you call it, not quite sure.

Jay Hogart sat in his Civic, he was extremely nervous to pick up Emma for their date. For some reason, this chick was really getting to him. He never felt self-concious around any chick, ever. Even when he was dating Alex, he never was nervous around her. Alex was a low-maintenance chick, hand her a beer and she'd be happy. The girls in the ravine usually came to him, so he had no reason to impress any of them. But Emma, she was different. A good kind of different.

-xxx-

Emma stood in front of her mirror trying on what seemed to be her 10 millionth outfit. She couldn't decide what to wear on her first date with Jay. She never put this much effort into any other date. Not with Chris, not with Peter, and certainly not with Chester. Finally she decided on a black mini skirt, a black band t, and gold leggings. She had her hair curled loosely and threw on a pair of converse.

-Xxx-

Jay walked up to the door and knocked, another first for him. He usually waited in his car and honked until his date would come running out, and he'd speed away as her parents gave him a dirty look. But here he was, waiting inside the living room talking to Emma's parents.

"Jason, Where do you plan on going tonight?" Mr. Simpson, his Media Immersion teacher asked.

"A concert, sir. We won't be out too late"

"I want Emma back by 11" Mr. Simpson glared

"Oh, let them have some fun, Archie. I'm sure Emma will fine. She's a smart girl" Spike interrupted her husband.

"It's not her I'm worried about"

"Dad!" Emma shrieked while running towards Jay, "I'm so sorry. Come on let's go"

Jay was too stunned to say anything. Emma looked incredible. She was wearing a black skirt and a shirt but the gold tight things she had on made her look like a superhero.

"You look great" Jay said, as they walked to his car.

"Thanks" Emma smiled, her genuine smile.

Jay just ran his hand through his hair before putting his signature hat back on.

-xxx-

When they reached the club, Jay put his arm on Emma's back. They cut ahead through the line, to which Emma just looked at Jay.

"Don't worry. I have connections" Jay laughed, as he walked her to the front.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Jay, how are ya man?" The bouncer said

"Pretty good, Mike. This is Emma" He said, introducing his date,

Mike took Emma's hand and kissed it, "What is a pretty little thing like you doing with trash like Hoagie"

"Awh, Jay isn't that bad" Emma giggled, while Jay protectively pulled her closer to him.

"Go Right in" Mike said, but before Emma walked away he whispered in her ear "If you want to get with a real man, find me later. I can go all night"

Emma shivered and looked towards Jay, who just gave Mike a look that said 'Back the fuck off'

"Sorry about him, he's kind of an asshole, but at least I don't have to wait in lines"

Emma just shrugged and grabbed Jay's hand, bringing him closer to the stage.

"I'm really glad you asked me out, Jay" Emma whispered, looking at him.

Jay didn't want the night to end, "I'm glad you came"

They both looked at each other, just taking in the others details. The intensity of Jay's blue eyes, the darkness of Emma's chocolate brown eyes, the shagginess of Jay's hair, and the bounciness of Emma's golden curls, it was too much for them to take.

Emma grabbed Jay and kissed him, not caring who could see, just wanting to be with him.

"I'm so glad you're here" Jay whispered into Emma's ear, playing with her blond curl. All eyes were on them. Emma was the girl all girls wanted to be, and all guys wanted to be with. And Jay was the guy all the girls wanted to fuck, and all the guys wanted to fight. They were a match made in… well, somewhere other than heaven? They clashed, absolutely, but at the same time, they fit so well.

"Jay, why me?" Emma asked, looking him in the eyes, something she always seemed to do when they talk.

Jay groaned and ran his hand over his face, "Come on Emma. You know you mean a lot to me, and you know I suck at talking"

"Not true. You're able to charm the panties off of girls and trick their parents as well" Emma laughed, moving closer to him.

"Because, you're different. There's a fire inside of you, I guess. Can we not do this here? It's kind of a concert"

"sorry" Emma said, while looping her arms around his broad shoulders. "I'd choose you over anyone", she whispered so faintly he could barley here.

Instead of acknowledging it by reciting all those cheesy lines like one of Emma's exes would do, Jay just grabbed her and kissed her, a kiss that made everyone in the crowd jealous.

The opening band came on stage, and even though they both tried really, really hard to pay attention, they couldn't help but stare back at their date.

Emma danced in the crowd, letting loose of all her inhibitions, and had a truly good time.

"This one goes to the pretty girl in the front row" The lead singer announced while winking at Emma, before singing some song.

Jay rolled his eyes, What is it about lead singers? They think they can just flash a cheesy smile and play some bullshit song about love and flowers or whatever the fuck they sing about. Here I am, jealous. Jealous over some Craig manning-wanna-be, what the fuck does this girl do to me.

Emma looked over at Jay's pouty face and kissed him sincerely, "Don't worry," she said, laughing.

While the band was switching set's Jay's friends walked through the crowd and saw him. Fuck, was all Jay could think, knowing that these were not the type of friends that Emma would like.

In the car, I just can't wait

To pick you up for our very first date

Is it cool if I hold your hand?

Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance?

Do you like my stupid hair?

Could you guess that I didn't know what to wear?

I'm just scared of what you think

You make me nervous so I really can't eat.

Let's go

Don't wait

This night's almost over

Honest, let's make, this night last forever

Forever and ever,

Let's make this last forever.

When you smile, I melt inside

I'm not worthy for a minute of your time

I really wish it was only me and you

I'm jealous of everybody in the room

Please don't look at me with those eyes,

Please don't hint that you're capable of lies.

I dread the thought of our very first kiss,

A target that I'm probably gonna miss.