The next morning I took a little extra time getting ready knowing it will possibly make it easier to talk to Trevor about the "date".
When Becky picked me up she noticed that I was a little more dressed up that normal.
"Well, it looks like your dressed to impress. Is it for Trevor?" Becky asked with a lovey dovey look in her eyes.
I couldn't tell her why I really did. "Oh, yeah. I just figured it wouldn't hurt." I said feeling kinda bad about lying.
"You don't have to worry about that! Trevor has been after you for a long time! I notice the way he looks at you. He is totally into you."
I was tempted to tell her that the only way he looked at me was with laughter, but I didn't.
" Yeah he has the most gorgeous green eyes." I was shocked to find out that I said that truthfully.
We were now at the school heading for our lockers.
"I'm sorry but I told Matt I'd meet him as his car." And with that she was gone.
I opened my locker thinking of how to ask Trevor "out". I didn't want him to think I liked him, but that's the only way he'd say yes. I was still thinking about this when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
" Hey Monster Girl, got a minute. I wanted to ask you how a vampire…" I cut him off.
" Will you go on a double date with me and Matt and Becky." I said it in a rush and quietly enough no one else heard. I realized that I should be trying to act shy sense I was suppose to like him. Afterwards I can just tell Becky I didn't really feel anything.
Trevor stood there momentarily shocked. Then he got a mischievous smile on his face.
"What was that? You want to go on a date with me? I am the soccer snob remember?" Trevor wasn't making this easy. I suspected as much.
"Your right it was a bad idea. Forget it." I slammed my locker and started to walk away.
"I'll pick you up at seven." Trevor called to me still sounding obnoxious. I smirked almost proud of myself for knowing him well enough that I knew walking away would work. The rest of the day I spent talking to Becky in-between classes, trying to fill her in on the play by play on how I asked Trevor out. I sweetened it up a bit for her.
On the way home Becky talked to me all about how the date was going to go and what we should wear and how much fun we were going to have. I didn't really pay attention but with Becky all I had to do was nod and add in some "Mhmm's" and "Yeah's" where it is was needed.
That night I told my mother about my double date. To say the least she was overjoyed. A little shocked too that her Goth daughter had a date with a soccer snob, though she'd never admit it.
" I can't believe it! You going out on a date with Trevor! I mean I can believe it you're a beautiful girl but he's not really your type…" I'm sure she kept talking but I didn't listen, instead I daydreamed about Alexander coming back. And all through dinner the only thing I could think about was him.
The next morning I woke up wandering how the days events would take place. Since Trevor and I had a "date" tonight I wasn't sure how that would change our normal pattern. Becky picked me up and rambled on once again about the date taking place that very night. After school I was heading over to Becky's to get ready. I still wasn't sure what I was wearing. I didn't wanna look like I cared but then again I wanted to look good. And I'm sure it'll take years just deciding on what Becky was wearing.
When I arrived at school I went through my normal routine waiting to see what happened next. When I shut my locker door the very soccer snob I had a date with tonight was standing on the other side.
" So my Monster Girl, are you ready for our little date tonight?" Trevor was going to get as much out of this as he could.
"Your Monster Girl? I don't think so." I replied laughing in his face.
" Tonight you are. See you then. I'll pick you up at Becky's." He replied sounding so sure of himself. I wondered how he knew I'd be at Becky's. Matt must've told him.
The rest of the day was a blur. I slept through most my classes because I couldn't sleep most nights due to my dreams of Alexander without me. Becky and I headed to my house while I grabbed my choices of what to wear tonight and headed over to Becky's house for the final decisions.
Becky tried on her whole closet it seemed but finally settled on a short skirt with leggings and a pink blouse. Even if it wasn't my style she still looked pretty.
I eventually settled on a red and black corset top, a black mini skirt with fishnet leggings and my combat boots. I could tell Becky would have loved to play Barbie with me and make me into a prep but she still seemed genuinely happy about the date. With that we finished our make up. Mine many shades darker than Becky's. Becky had her hair in curlers and took it out and it fell around her face so perfectly she couldn't have planned it better.
I however just brushed my waist length hair and let it be.
It was 6:45 and the boys would probably arrive early. Becky and I did a quick touch up and headed to the living room to wait. At about 6:55 we heard to cars pull into the drive way. Terrific, I'd have to be alone with Trevor. Both Trevor and Matt got out and came to the door. Becky answered it and gave Matt a quick kiss and said hello to Becky and they were off to the car already. That left me alone with Trevor. Joy.
I was shocked when he opened the car door for me. He must just be putting on a show. God this was going to be a nightmare. And that is not a good thing in this case. He got in the car and headed down the road, neither of us said anything. It wasn't really an awkward silence, just unusual considering we were normally fighting whenever we were near each other. I tried to look out the window and act preoccupied by something. Finally Trevor broke the silence.
"You look nice."
I stared at him in disbelief for a moment. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. We could be civil with each other. It couldn't be that hard.
"Oh, thank you. You look good, too." I said trying not to giggle. What were we going to talk about next? The weather? The very idea of discussing something with Trevor rationally was enough to make anyone laugh.
" So where do you want to eat?" Trevor asked.
"Shouldn't we have had this conversation with Becky and Matt?" I commented.
"We are eating separately then going put putting together. Becky said they wanted to go to some place, I forget the name, that you don't like so I said we'd meet them later. Is that okay?" I wasn't sure if Trevor was really asking me if it was ok, or just being a jerk. Mentally my head screamed no it is certainly not okay. But my mouth seemed to have a mind of it's own lately.
"Uh, sure, yeah, it's fine." I said sinking down in my seat.
"Where did you want to eat?" Trevor asked me again.
"Oh, well anywhere is fine. Whatever you want." I said. No place was going to help this awkward evening.
"Ok, well there is a milkshake place that has cheeseburgers and fries and stuff. Even Monster Girls like fries don't they?" Trevor teased. But it wasn't in his normal voice. It almost sounded like he was just joking to be funny.
"Yeah, ok." I said shortly. Whether or not he was being nice I wasn't going to forget all the crap he's done since kindergarten.
"Listen Rave," I think that was the first time he's said my name in eight years. "I know we don't really get along, and I'm still trying to figure out why you asked me out on this date, but we can least try to have fun. Unless you want to be miserable all evening."
This shocked me. Trevor, my nemesis Trevor, was trying to be nice to me.
"Oh, yeah, of course." I stuttered.
" Ok then." He said pulling into a diner. He got out the car and as I gathered up my things Trevor walked around the car and opened my door for me. That's the second time this evening. Who knew Trevor could be a gentleman. Alexander was much better than him. I pushed that thought aside though, determined to not have a awful evening.
I muttered a quick thanks to him and started walking towards the diner. He jumped in front of me to open the door. I was surprised and accidentally tripped over his foot and fell. Great, so much for having a good evening.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Trevor apologized. Wait, Trevor apologized to me. Me, his enemy. This was going to be a strange night.
"Whatever." I mumbled and walked through the door.
Just as we took our seats I heard Trevor's cell phone ring. Figures, he can't even turn it off for a date. Not that it's a real date, but he didn't know that. Did he?
He looked at the color idea and answered is. He said a quick hello and an ok then handed the phone for me. Who on earth would call me on Trevors cell phone. Barely anyone knows I'm with him. Besides everyone in here who is staring at us with open shock.
"Hello?" I said timidly.
"Raven! It's Becky! I'm sorry were not with you but Trevor asked us if you guys could eat separately and its not like I was going to say no! I'm so happy for you. He must really like you, huh? Oh, I hope it's ok. But Matt told me not to tell you, but I just had to. Ok well I'll let you get back to your date. See you later!" She said and then the line went dead.
So Trevor asked for us to eat separately. That was odd. Maybe he just wanted to be able to make fun of me. I confronted him. I'm not known to hold my tongue.
"Why did you ask Becky if we could eat separately?" I said in a fairly harsh tone. He looked shocked for a moment then recovered.
"Maybe I just wanted to spend time with you." Trevor sneered, clearly not meaning it.
"Oh, sure, you just decided hey, maybe me and my enemy should just go eat alone for fun. You're a soccer snob, there is a reason behind taking out a Monster Girl. What did you do it on a bet?" I said accusingly.
" I would never do that." Trevor said and he almost sounded sincere and maybe…hurt?
"Well you could've fooled me." I said, but my tone had changed. I almost felt bad. I said almost.
"Maybe we should just leave." Trevor said.
"Whatever you want." I said shortly.
"It's not what I want. Its obviously what you want though. I forgot, Monster Girls don't know when to be nice." Trevor said. I winced.
" Yeah, calling me Monster Girl really makes me want to believe you." I said, trying to turn this on him.
"Whatever."
Just then a waitress came up and gave me a look but then went back to her preppy smile.
" And what can I get you to cuties?" The waitress asked.
" I want a strawberry milkshake and a cheeseburger." Trevor said. Obviously we weren't leaving. The waitress turned to me.
"And for you sweetie?" The waitress seemed almost unable to call this girl decked out in all black sweetie.
"Umm, vanilla milkshake and some fries, please." At least I have manners, Trevor didn't even say thank you. The waitress smiled and walked away. A heavy silence fell between Trevor and I. He was staring out the window, but I'm not sure at what. For the first time that evening I really noticed how much more dressed up he was. He had on some really expensive looking khakis with brown church shoes on. His shirt was a button up polo with a white t-shirt underneath. He looked…really good. For a soccer snob that is.
The waitress came and delivered our food and milkshakes and left the bill on the table. I think even she noticed the tension between us. I started drinking my milkshake aimlessly and then all the sudden Trevor spoke up again.
"Is it good?" He asked. I looked up startled up quickly recovered.
"Oh, um, yeah, it's very good." I replied.
"That's good." Noticing he was actually trying to start a conversation I tried to help out.
"And yours?" I asked.
"Good, the cheeseburger is a little greasy but it's good." He said.
"That's good." We sat there and finished our meals in silence. We started to walk to the cashier and I started to pull out my money when someone's hand stopped me.
"We're on a date. I pay for your meal and your put put." Trevor proceeded to leave a seven dollar tip for the waitress and then pay the bill. A seven dollar tip? Isn't that a lot more than normal? Maybe he was just trying to apologize for me and my gothness. Pff, figures, stupid soccer snob.
We walked out to his car and he once again opened all the doors for me. When we got in the car he didn't start it but instead he turned towards me.
"Listen, if you want me to take you home I will. I don't want to but I will. I'd much rather to go with Becky and Matt and have a good time. I know you think I'm a soccer snob, but that doesn't mean I'm a horrible person." He finished and looked at me and for once in my life, I felt concerned about how I looked in front of Trevor. Something was seriously wrong with me. But the truth was, he looked so vulnerable right then and there I couldn't say take me home. I didn't even want to go home.
"No, I want to go put putting," I said quietly.
"Ok then, put putting it is." And after he said that Trevor flashed me a smile. A true, beautiful smile.