Sarah's POV
The moment I woke up that morning, I had butterflies all over. I was going to see him again. I was going to look at his eyes and feel the same feeling I had when I was a little girl.
That feeling where you're nervous because you're worried he won't like you. That feeling where you're anxious to see him. That feeling that tugged your heart. I blushed. That feeling called…love?
I must have tried on twelve different outfits that day, each one making my inner self scream YOU DON'T LOOK GOOD ENOUGH!
I finally picked something simple, a blue tank top with a just-above-the-knee white skirt. I giggled at what Eliot would think of me looking girly. My make-up was simple and natural. By the time I had finished it was time for our lunch date.
Eliot's POV
I met Sarah by the doors of The Lakeview- one of the best restaurants in Lake Winnetka. I wore a blue polo with black shorts. I didn't want to get dressed up too much, because Sarah would freak if she knew it was going to be formal. I smiled as she walked up to me- and took my breath away.
She wore a simple outfit, but it was stunning against her tan skin.
"You look great," I said. Smooth, Eliot.
She blushed a bit. I like how I can make her do that. "Uh, thanks," she replied, as she looked in through the doors. "Shall we go in?"
"Huh? Oh! Inside!" I was too caught up in how amazing she looked to recognize what she said. She giggle though, so I guess I did something right.
We sat in a booth by the windows, which meant a great view.
"Wow," Sarah whispered. "I've missed this place too much."
I laughed. "Are you sure that's the only thing you missed from here?"
Again, she blushed.
Sarah's POV
I was busy looking at the view when I noticed something else: a group of girls, around our age, were giggling and looking at Eliot. MY Eliot.
"Someone go talk to him!" one of the girls, brunette, said. "He's too hot not to!"
I saw a girl with bright, long, purple fingernails say, "Fine. I'll do it!" the rest of the girls tittered while Purple Nails got up and made her way to our table.
It was about the same time when Eliot grabbed my hand and asked me a question. I was surprised at the grabbing, but I wasn't going to object.
"I'm going to stop beating around the bush now, Sarah. Tell me something." His big brown eyes looking at me, without breaking our eye contact. Then Purple Nails showed up. Everything was happening at once.
"Hi!" she squealed, batting her eyelashes. "I noticed you from my table and I was wondering-"
"I'm not interested." Eliot said in a stern voice, but it was still chocolate coated.
Purple Nails was surprised. "W-what? I just wanted to ask if you wanted to have-"
"I'm not interested," Eliot repeated, but the chocolate coating was gone. I was taken aback- Purple Nails had beautiful long, blonde hair, big blue eyes, and a clear complexion. Maybe he was already taken? Had I wasted my time?
But I immediately knew the answer to my questions as Purple Nails huffed back to the hushed voices of her friends. When Eliot looked at me, I could tell what he was going to ask me. I smiled to myself.
"Sorry about that," Eliot continued in a husky voice. "It's just-"
But I cut him off, by leaning over the table to him and whispering. "The answer to your question, Eliot. Yes, of course I'll be your girlfriend." Then, ever so lightly, I kissed him.