I don't own Uber, Cheesy Does It or PLL because if I did, I'd be a billionaire or something along those lines, haha :D

Chapter 13

Emily's POV

Emily was trying not to freaking out. One of her teammates on the swim team had been kind enough to let her borrow her dorm to get ready for the date, but Emily was a nervous wreck. She had a periwinkle halter dress with nude heels. Her hair, that she kept running her hand through, had loose waves. It was her go-to hairstyle and it was, in her opinion, the style that best suited her. Emily kept staring at her image in the mirror, twisting and turning to see herself from all possible angles. She gave her arms a stretch and then her legs like she was getting ready for a swim meet.

Emily had no idea why she was getting so worked up over a date. She had never been so distressed about them before. She tried to convince herself it was because it was the first one, but she knew that wasn't the answer. Before she could pick up her phone to postpone the date, someone knocked on the door, causing Emily to nearly drop her phone. Her heart felt like it was about it explode as she opened the door to see Paige. Emily's jaw dropped at the same time as her date's did as they took in each other's outfits. Paige was wearing a white collared shirt underneath a black blazer, paired with black dress slacks and black Oxford shoes.

"Wow Emily, you look amazing!" Paige exclaimed.

"You look just as good," Emily replied, her lips curving into a gentle smile at Paige's compliment.

"No way, you look way better, but thanks," Paige's eyes darted to Emily's lips before she slowly leaned in to give her a sweet kiss. "Shall we?" Paige offered her arm and Emily, laughing, took it. Paige led Emily to the front of the campus where a yellow Prius was waiting for them.

"This isn't your car," Emily frowned slightly, confused.

Paige chuckled, "No, this is our carriage," she answered jokingly. Emily just looked at her blankly. "This is our Uber carriage," Paige clarified and Emily's confused look was replaced with one full of mirth.

"Oh, I see," Emily struggled to keep a straight face.

"Do you like it?" Paige teased and Emily rolled her eyes.

"Did you get the most obnoxiously colored car just for me?" Emily's voice was heavy with playful sarcasm.

"Of course babe. Only the worst for you," Paige's voice was full of amusement.

"Hey! Are you gonna stand there and flap your jaws or what?" The driver had rolled down his window and was clearly crabby. Emily and Paige hurriedly got into the car, apologizing profusely. In the car, Emily realized how smoky it smelled inside and sighed. Of course, they have a driver that smokes. As the man got a good look at Emily, his persona changed immediately. "Hey darlin', how're you tonight?" The Uber driver rasped as he gave Emily a wink before starting the car. Emily recoiled in disgust, seeing his yellowing teeth and Paige draped her arm protectively over her roommate's shoulder while giving the guy an icy glare.

He didn't notice Paige's look as he started talking to Emily. "So, where are you goin' dressed all fancy?" He questioned, lighting a cigarette and putting it in his mouth. Emily felt like throwing up. She hated smoking and what it did to your body.

"She's going on a date," Paige said stiffly, her fist clenched.

The guy looked slightly surprised. "A date? Where's the fellow?" He paused before asking another question, "I bet he'll see you and know he's gettin' lucky tonight. Fortunate guy, he is."

Paige looked sullen before opening her mouth, but Emily quickly covered it with her hand. She guessed that if Paige opened her mouth and said what she was thinking, they would both be thrown out of the car. An awkward silence fell upon them and Emily scooted closer to Paige. The driver was completely unaware of his impact on both girls as he blew smoke that wafted to the backseat. Emily started coughing, her lungs and throat burning from the smoke inhalation. Her eyes streamed from all of the hacking and she grew more annoyed at the driver, hoping that the restaurant wasn't too far away.

A couple more minutes of silence, they arrived at a restaurant called Cheesy Does It. Emily stumbled out of the car as Paige threw a ten dollar bill at the driver before getting out herself. The guy sped away, yelling at Emily, "Call me!" Emily brushed herself off and shuddered as Paige pulled her into her arms.

"Sorry about that," Paige whispered, guilt clear in her voice. "I thought it would be funny to arrive in a yellow Prius. I didn't realize that the driver would be a disgusting piece of shit."

Emily cupped Paige's cheek, giving her a quick peck. "It's okay, you didn't know and it was funny in the beginning." They headed into the restaurant and the host greeted them, leading them to their seats.

Paige's POV

Paige was disappointed in herself for having that yellow Prius bring them to Cheesy Does It. Sighing deeply, she decided to not let it bother her. It was her night to really show Emily that she had changed. That she wasn't trying to gain Emily's affections and then hit it and quit it for vengeance. Paige knew that Hanna would be a roadblock in this relationship, but she was willing to convince Hanna that she had good intentions. "This is pretty nice," Emily commented, her head swiveling from side to side as she looked at the decorations.

Paige inclined her head in agreement, taking in all of the pictures that were on the walls. There was a painting of green hills with a small cottage on top of one of them. There were a few birds flying over the hills and the clouds looked almost real. Emily's voice snapped her attention away from the painting. "Red roses?" Emily gently stroked one of the flowers in the vase that was on their table. "How did you know that they were my favorite?" Emily asked, still gazing at the roses. Paige blinked. She hadn't known that those were Emily's favorite flowers. She just knew that red roses represented love and devotion.

"Oh, um, I just heard you mentioning it to Hanna on the phone a while ago," Paige lied while wincing on the inside. She didn't want to start this relationship off with a lie, but it's not like it was a big one or anything. Emily smiled, her eyes moving from the flowers to Paige. When their eyes met, Paige felt herself melting into a puddle. Wow, she thought, I have it bad.

The waiter came over and introduced himself as Shaun. "What drinks would you like to start with?" Shaun asked with a friendly smile.

"Oh, I'll just take a water, please," Paige replied and Emily asked for a ginger ale. The evening was full of small talk about a bunch of random things like school, friends, family and interests. Surprisingly, the topic of swimming wasn't mentioned that much. After paying for their meal, Paige and Emily headed out to see a gray Malibu waiting for them.

"A Chevy. Nice," Emily observed. Paige blushed, still flustered by their last Uber experience and that she had made Emily get in that gross car.

"Yeah, hopefully this one is better," Paige muttered before getting into the car. As it turned out, this car ride was much nicer and the driver was nothing but friendly. Finally making it back to Harvard, Emily and Paige walked back to their dorm. On the walk back, Paige noticed that her hand kept brushing Emily's. She couldn't tell if Emily was doing it on purpose or not. Was she trying to hint that she wanted to hold hands? Paige had an internal argument with herself about it being creepy to just randomly hold Emily's hand. She decided to go for it and grasped Emily's hand, interlocking their fingers.

Emily turned and gave Paige a charming smile that made Paige weak in the knees. Holding hands with Emily made her feel better than she had ever been. Once they got to their room, Emily turned and threw her arms around Paige's neck. Instinctively, Paige wrapped her arms around Emily's waist. "Thank you for tonight. It was incredible," Emily said softly.

Paige couldn't keep a huge grin from spreading across her face. "You're welcome. Only the best for the best." Emily tipped her head back, laughing, before slowly closing the gap between her and Paige. Paige smiled against Emily's lips before pulling away.

"We'll have to do that again sometime," Emily remarked and Paige nodded.

"Of course," Paige affirmed.

Sorry for that horrible restaurant scene but I couldn't think of what they would talk about. Sorry, I'll work on it. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter anyways!