"Favorite movie?" Art asked

"Space Wars (you know like Star Wars)."

"Favorite female band?"

"The Scare Girls (you know like the Spice girls)."

"Favorite male band?"

I sighed, "One Dread (yes like One Direction)."

"Seriously?"

"Yes incase you haven't seen all my posters in my room."

Art and I were asking each other literally 101 questions about ourselves.

"OK. Favorite color?"

"Red."

"Favorite food?"

"Pizza! I never, and I mean never miss out on pizza."

"Yep, same here."

"So now it's my turn. What's your major?"

"New Age Philosophy."

"Interesting. What highschool did you go to?"

"Um... a good one."

Uh ok.

"OK, where are you from?"

"I'd rather not say..."

"That's alright, I guess. Um, first date?"

He burst into laughter while I was staring at him confused. "Her name was Darla. We were in middle school. I dumped her though because she only liked me for my body."

I then burst into laughter. "How did she react?"

"She "supposedly" didn't care. But I knew she couldn't resist all this," Art said while pointing to his body... well legs.

I continued to ask Art the rest of my questions. I could tell that we were going to be great friends.

I was was getting ready to go to the ROR frat house. Johnny invited me to dinner with his frat brothers. I wore this cgi/set?id=91822345. It was raining kinda hard so I wore a small coat.

"Another date I see," Art said with a mischievous grin.

"For the millionth time, it's NOT a date."

Terri and Terry passed by my room. My door was open so they noticed me getting ready.

"Hey, another date?"

"Oh my gosh, it's not a-"

Then Squishy stopped by.

"Woah Diane, another date with Johnny?"

"No, it's not a-"

"Who's Johnny?" Don asked as he came and joined the rest of us.

"Her date," said Art.

"Guys! Oh my lord, it's not a-"

"Well Diane you better get going or you're going to be late for your date," Squishy said pulling me out of my room, downstairs and to the front door.

"Uh yeah. I'll be going now bye," I said closing the door.

It's not a date. Gosh.

I stood on the on the porch while putting on my coat. Man it's cold and raining hard. I quickly ran into my car so I wouldn't get wet. I got out my keys and started my car. I began driving to the frat house.

As I arrived I parked my car in the driveway. The rain had gotten worse to the point where the street looked like a running river. I was supposed to meet at 7:00 pm, but got here at 7:10. I got out of my car and ran the the front steps of the house. I was a bit nervous. I was slowly raising my hand to ring the doorbell. I waited a couple seconds and was immediately greeted by a handsome- I mean happy looking Johnny.

"Hey Diane."

"Hi Johnny."

"Come in." He motioned his hand for me to come in.

It's kinda quiet...

"You look beautiful," Johnny complemented.

I felt my cheeks burn and my stomach twist hearing his complement.

I chuckled "Thanks."

He led my to the living room, which was huge. Besides that there was a fireplace and huge chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. You could almost say the house was a castle. But, it was empty. Where is everyone?

"Hey where is everyone," I asked.

"Oh they couldn't make it. They had to go somewhere else."

Hmmm... "Where?"

"Their relatives' house. They're having a family reunion."

"Oh." Sounds like he's lying. Awe! Maybe he just wanted to have dinner with me. Haha, how sweet!

We sat down on a big red couch. There was an awkward silence. I was about to say something until there was a loud thunder noise. It startled me and I let out a small shriek.

Johnny laughed as I blushed. "Are you afraid of thunder?" He asked.

"No. I was just surprised by the noise."

"Well if you ever get "surprised" by thunder, I'll be here to protect you."

"Johnny, I'm not afra-"

Just then a louder thunder roared outside the house. I was startled, yet again, and screamed.

Johnny laughed again.

"It's not funny."

"Well I think it's ironic that a scarer is afraid of a little thunderstorm."

I punched him playfully on his arm. "I'm not afraid of thunderstorms."

"Hm, that could be. What's your fear?"

"What's yours?"

"I asked you first."

I sighed, "You're going to laugh."

"I won't. Come on just tell me."

"Fine. I'm afraid of... goats."

He burst out into laughter.

"It's not funny!"

He tried controlling his laughter, but it kept growing.

I laughed. "Johnny it's not funny," I pouted.

"OK, OK I'll stop."

He stopped laughing for 3 seconds but burst into laughter again.

"Johnny. I told you mine now tell me yours."

He stopped laughing and became serious.

"Mine? Well I'm not afraid of anything."

"What? Come on, everyone's afraid of something. No matter how big or small their fear is."

"Well... I'm afraid to... loose..."

"Go on."

"The ones... I... love."

We stared into each others eyes for a moment. I always felt uncomfortable when I looked into someone's eyes directly. I broke away from his eyes.

"Awwwwww. Johnny that's so sweet. I've never thought I'd ever hear that from a guy."

"Yeah well I never told anyone so do you mind just keeping this between me and you."

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe and sound with me."

I flashed a smile revealing my sharp teeth. He smiled back. Again, we stared into each others eyes... What do I do?! Johnny started leaning in closer to me.