Reba smiled to herself, humming a familiar tune as she stepped out of the tub, happier than she'd been in ages. She was going on a DATE! With Narvel! She squealed, hardly able to control her excitement. Pulling her soft peach colored robe to her wet skin, she rummaged through her clothes. Why was it on the most important night in a long time she seemingly had nothing to wear?! She tossed a number of options on the bed, frustrated.
"Relax, Reba" she told herself, breathing deeply. It was just a date. A first date. With her best friend. With whom she was in love with. "Oh god."... Reba stood, and grabbed a sweet smelling lotion from her dresser and applied it to her hands and legs. Afterwards, she pulled out an ice blue bra and matching lace panties. Donning them, she once again faced the myriad of clothes choices before her. Pencil skirt? No, too formal. Green dress? No, too long. Denim shirt and mini skirt? Way too short. Finally, after going through just about everything in her closet, she pulled out the only thing left. Reba grinned. It was perfect. A soft blue blouse and matching black flowy, flirty, skirt with a blue streak running through it. She pulled it on, loving how the silkiness of the skirt felt against her skin. Sitting at her vanity, she added a dab of lip gloss, a little light lipstick and a touch of blush. Then she sprayed herself with some floral perfume and inhaled. "Mmm". Adding a pair of blue heels to her outfit, she was ready. Grinning, she spun around the room giddily, bursting out into song.
I'm as corny as Kansas in August
I'm as normal as blueberry pie
No more a smart little girl with no heart
I have found me a wonderful guy
I am in a conventional dither
With a conventional star in my eye
And you will note there's a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy
I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May
A cliché coming true!
I'm bromidic and bright as a moon-happy night
Pouring light on the dew!
I'm as corny as Kansas in August
High as a flag on the Fourth of July
If you'll excuse an expression I use
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
No more a smart little girl with no heart
I have found me a wonderful guy
I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May
A cliché coming true
I'm bromidic and bright as a moon-happy night
Pouring light on the dew
I'm as corny as Kansas in August
High as a flag on the Fourth of July
If you'll excuse an expression I use
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
Laughing, she finished singing and grabbed her purse, walking downstairs. Narvel stood below waiting for her. His gaze was transfixed on the beautiful redhead before him. Latching her gaze to his, she slowly descended the stairs.