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Here is chappie 9 of "When I Found Her", check out "Smack Bam" to see Kim's version of this!

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Chapter 9: Dates and Prunes, but mostly Dates

Are we growing up,

Or just going down?

It's just a matter of time before we're all found out

Take your tears, put them on ice,

'Cause I swear I'd burnt the city down to show you the light

(Fall Out Boy-Sophomore Slump)

I arrived early to my date with Kim. I would never admit it, but I was buzzed to be taking her out somewhere I knew she liked. I wasn't sure what she'd want to do, so I made plans for us at her favourite restaurant, but I'd also brought along a picnic, in case she wanted to go down to the beach. I didn't mind where we went, as long as Kim was happy, and had fun.

I could see her silhouette through the window, getting ready. That may have sounded perverted, but I wasn't looking through her window in a weird way, I was just...watching. No, that sounds perverted as well.

I made sure I leaned up a bit for our date. I didn't want Kim to think that I was a caveman, and I didn't want to look under-dressed for the restaurant we could go to, as it was a classy place.

I gave it five minutes, looking through her window occasionally to see if she was ready, and got out of my car. I was excited, but at the same time, very nervous. It was my first proper date out with a girl, let alone my soul mate. I knew tonight would be the night that would change everything in our relationship, if I gained the courage to tell her my feelings. I would have to watch her reactions very carefully to see if she was ready for me to tell her.

I walked across the tarmac road, and stood at the front of her driveway. I stopped for a second, committing every detail of Kim's house to memory. If things were going to change between us tonight, then I wanted to remember every detail.

The grass on her lawn needed a bit of a cut, but was almost a commercial green colour. Kim's house was brick red, and quite plain, in comparison to the amazing person living inside of it. On the white front door was a brass knocker, the shape of a lion's head, and had started to rust away a little. The windows were clean, and the pot plants were cut nicely. Everything was almost scarily plastic. Then I looked up to the top floor windows, were I knew Kim's bedroom was. The light shining through the window looked almost...enchanted, and magical, and from what I could see of it, Kim's bedroom was decorated very tastefully.

I walked slowly up the paved stone path to the front door, taking in every detail, how the air smelt as if someone next door was having a bonfire, how there was a cobweb in the eve of the door, how one paving stone was more uneven than the rest. I noticed all those things as I was walking down the path towards Kim's house.

I paused a moment when I got to the door, before lifting the knocker, and tapping it back down on the wooden door three times, making a hollow sounding knocking noise. I didn't use too much force when knocking, because with my enforced werewolf strength, I could have easily broken the door, just by knocking.

I assume my knocks must have been loud enough, because I could hear footsteps running down the stairs to answer the door.

I could hear Kim from behind the door, panting slightly from her short run, and trying to open the door. She finally got the door unlocked, and pulled it open forcefully, revealing her in her full beauty.

I stood there on the porch, staring at her like an idiot in stunned amazement. She was just too beautiful. I swear, God sent her down as an angel in disguise to Earth, to amaze people and to be a wonderful person.

She was wearing a floaty white dress, loose everywhere except her waist and chest, which came up to her knees, revealing her remarkable legs, and her dainty feet, encased in ballet-style white shoes. Her face was entirely natural, just the way I prefer, with something shiny coating her lips. Her expressive eyes were sparkling, and her eyelashes were thick and long, framing her incredible eyes wonderfully. Her silky hair was curled loosely, and she was wearing pearl earrings. Altogether, she was absolutely mind-blowing in her beauty.

I realised that I should probably say something, so I forced my mouth open.

"Hey Kim, you look really...beautiful tonight" I stuttered. No, I used the wrong word. Not beautiful. Beautiful was too weak a word. No, she was stunning, amazing, incredible, mind-blowing, angelic, all those words, but so much more.

A glorious red tinge lit up her face, making her features look more pronounced, and defining her high cheekbones. I stood in awed silence, taking in every perfect detail of her face as I had with her house.

She seemed embarrassed. I wanted to tell her not to be embarrassed, and stroke her face, pull her into my arms and never let her go.

"Thanks, so do you", she said softly, not realising what she'd said.

I was thrilled that she thought I was good looking too, but I could never compare to such goddess like radiance as her. I chuckled, although it was not very funny.

"Come on, Kim" I said, as I pulled her gently towards my car, wrapping my arms around her shoulders lightly.

I helped her into the car, and then got in myself.

I turned the radio on, and there was an old country singer on that my dad used to listen to.

Out the corner of my eye, I saw Kim's perfect nose wrinkle up adorably at the sound of the music.

"Ew, Jared. What is up with this music?" No! She didn't like it! She wasn't happy with everything! I needed to change it quickly.

"Sorry, Kim. I'll change it if you like" I said quickly.

"No, I don't mind. We'll be there soon anyway".

I didn't know how to reply to that, but Kim must have thought I was upset, because she apologized.

"I'm sorry, Jared, that was rude" she said. How could she apologize? I was the one making her unhappy with the music. She could have anything she wanted; I just wanted to make her happy.

"No, Kim. I'm taking you on a date, and I want to make it perfect for you" I pleaded, trying to make her see that I meant it. I didn't mind. Anything she asked of me, I'd do. Anything.

"Jared, I want to make this night perfect for you too, so just tell me if I am being rude or anything", she said quietly.

"Kim, you could never be rude." How could she not see that she was perfect, and she deserved so much better than even the rubbish music on my radio.

We were silent for a minute, though it wasn't uncomfortable. Soon we arrived at the restaurant.

"Are we going here?" she asked excitedly.

I nodded in reply. I had only been here once, as this restaurant was not really one of my favourites, the food here was average, and everyone was snooty, but now that I knew Kim liked it, I saw it in a different light.

"Oh, Jared, this is one of the best places you could have bought me. I lo...like you so much!" I was pleased she liked it, and that I had made her happy, so I almost didn't notice her trip up. She was going to say something other than "like". Could it possibly be...love? I hoped it was.

I smiled absentmindedly, and then decided to tease her.

"Thanks, Kim. I lo...like you very much too" I said, joking with her.

That put a radiant smile on her stunning face, and she shook her head slightly, a gentle blush dusting her cheeks.

I helped her out of the car, and we started making our way into the small restaurant. We were soon shown our seats, and made our orders.

I knew it was probably a bad time, but I decided to tell her of my other plan.

"I wanted to know if this is alright for you, Kim. I was going to take you for a picnic on the beach, but I decided that maybe you would prefer this, instead of sand in your food."

She seemed to be a bit disappointed at this outcome, so I decided to ask if she wanted to do the latter.

"Well, I bought the stuff with us just in case you wanted to, but it doesn't really matter either way." I said, always giving her a choice.

To be honest, I didn't expect her to accept my offer: this is her favourite restaurant, and she turned it down for seagulls, sharp rocks, and sand?

"I would love to go and have a picnic with you on the beach", she said. "Let's go!" She seemed even more excited about this than when I had told her we were coming to her favourite restaurant. I wonder why...?

We jumped up, and left, just like that.

Okay, people. I know that that was a weird place to finish the chapter, but anyway, I wanted to have a bit of a build-up for the next chapter at the beach. And yes, I also know this chapter has a really weird title, but there you are.

I hope you like Jared's side of story.

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I'll update as soon as possible.

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Deany-Bob101