History dragged on for, what seemed like, ever, I ended up singing under my breath with my friend Tabatha and writing song lyrics all over my work. After the lesson finished me and Tabatha walked out giggling, I can't recall why, to find Foster reclining against the lockers nearby. "Hi." He greeted me softly but with a smile on his face.
I stopped and returned the greeting with a small smile. Tabatha looked at me, "I'll, er, see you later." She turned to walk down the hall but I had no doubt she would wait for me just beyond the double doors.
"Sorry for taking off so quickly last night."
"Don't worry about it, I think if you would have stayed any longer the dog would have exploded with anger." I laughed nervously.
"But you did worry about it. I didn't give you the wrong idea or anything last night?"
Oh shit, I knew it, "No, I mean, what idea were you trying to give?" I felt myself blush.
"I mean that it was a joke or anything, it wasn't. In fact I wanted to ask if you wanted have lunch with me today?" Foster stared right into my eyes and I couldn't say no for some reason they made me want to do anything he wanted to do.
"Oh, um, ok. If you want." The words came out before I could think about it properly.
"Really? Excellent." His smile brightened his whole face. I had never realised how thin his skin looked, it was almost transparent and a greyish colour. Surly it hadn't looked that way before? "Well, I better get to class." He told me running off gracefully in the opposite direction to Tabatha while I processed what had happened.
I walked towards the double doors and there she waiting for me.
"Hey, what was all that about?" She was grinning madly.
Suddenly it hit me, "I'm going on a date." I whispered Tabatha was closer than I thought.
"A date? Oh my god, Charlie, with him? Why didn't you tell me? This is huge!" Tabatha was more excited than I was, I wanted to curl up in the foetal position in a corner and cry. I didn't really know why I was panicking so badly.
"Yes. He only asked me a few minutes ago and I've only just processed it. Calm down." I sighed. Shaking my hand it was really hurting that day.
"When, where?"
I went through the details and realised I had no idea where me and Foster were going or where we were meeting. "I knew he liked you!" Sarah cried when we met her on the was to the common room. I hung my head in embarrassment as a few people looked up at me including Paul.
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The hours before lunch passed by slowly especially the one spent with Paul and Mitch. However close I was to both of them there were a lot of things that were left unsaid that made the whole hour awkward.
But eventually ten to twelve came, my friends decided they would forgive me for having lunch with Foster. I had sort of hoped they would tell me that I couldn't go and I would have to cancel. Of course because they were "happy" for me they wouldn't stop me. I was stood in the common room, a meeting place for all the students at my Sixth Form, and half hoped he wouldn't find me.
I even tried to convince them that it was too quick, their reply was, "He's hot, he likes you, you like him, why not?" Paul. Each of my friends seemed to be able to read my mind in that second because each of them bowed their heads slightly, and smiled at me sympathetically.
I sat down and stared at the table. It had been a very long year.
"Hey." I heard Fosters gruff voice and smiled nervously at him, feeling blood light my cheeks. "You ready to go?" I suddenly wanted to go home and get changed, why hadn't I?
"Um, yeah. See you later guys." I added turning to my friends briefly.
We walked out of the common room together. "So, er, where are we going?" I asked politely hoping it was somewhere I could afford.
"You'll have to wait and see." He replied with a twinkle in his eye. I followed obediently trying not to think about where we were going. We eventually stopped in front of a restaurant. One of the great things about my college was how close it was to the town centre. I wanted to scream at Foster but he grabbed my hand.
It surprised me how forward he was being but I didn't object, his hand was warm mine was very sweaty but he didn't seem to notice.
I know this chapter is short but the next chapter should make up for everything. Hope you liked!