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Chapter Six: Why'd I Say Yes Again?
Isaac's P.O.V.
I'm lost. I'm literally lost. I've never been on a date before in my life. Why the hell did I agree to go on a date? Seriously. What the hell was I thinking? I looked down at my phone. Staring back was Sabine's number.
"Excuse me sir,"
I glanced over at Artie. What does he want?
"Is there a reason you're running a hole through the floor?"
Shoot. I stopped in my tracks. Artie got out his chair and into the one directly across from me.
"What's on your mind Lahey?"
Kinda don't want to tell you. You're going to just make fun of me.
"I've got a date to plan," I told him. "And I've never been on a date before in my life. I do not want to screw this up."
Artie laughed. Thanks asshole.
"Aw. Look at the boy becoming a man."
I threw a sharp look his way. This was serious. I have no clue where to take her. Or what to do. Or, if by some stroke of genius I do manage a second date, what are we going to do after that? How do people do this on a daily basis?
"Alright alright. Calm down Lahey. I've got an idea,"
He pulled the mail off the counter and handed me a bright yellow flier.
"It's for a carnival. Take her to that. Win her a bear or something. Kiss at the top of a Ferris Wheel. Go crazy,"
Hm. That sounds like a good idea. A quick thanks over my shoulder to Artie and I hurried off to call Sabine.
"Hello?"
Aw man. I forgot. The initial phone call.
"Uh. Hey. It's me Isaac. The waiter from the bistro?"
She stayed silent for a moment then I heard her mutter something to someone. Aw man. I hope she didn't forget about me because I certainly haven't forgot about her.
"Yeah! Hey Isaac," she chirped happily. "It's been awhile. Starting to think you weren't going to call."
I chuckled slightly. Believe me. I was going to call. Just didn't want to screw it up. You'll be the first girl since Allison. And the first girl I'm going on a date with. Ever. Ever.
"Well I'm just happy you picked up. I've been trying to figure out where to take you on a date,"
"I'm not to hard to please believe me. Got any ideas yet?"
"I do. But it's a surprise. Are you busy Friday?"
"Oh! I like surprises. But nope. Pretty much free after school's over,"
Fantastic.
"Great. That is just great."
Really? Did I just say that? Sabine just laughed. It was a lovely sound. Everything about her was pretty awesome so far. Bears the question. What's wrong with her? But she did think the same thing about me so that's sweet. I heard her mutter something else.
"I have to go," she said. "I'll text you my address later. Pick me up at eight on Friday?"
That'll work. Once Sabine said goodbye and hung up, I stared at the phone in shock. A girl wants to go on a date with me. A hot girl. Before I could continue to bask in my glow, my phone rang again. Sabine. Hm. Was there something we forgot?
"Hello?"
"Yes. Is this Isaac Lahey?"
That's definitely not Sabine.
"Uh yes?"
Sounded familiar though.
"Good. This is Madeleine. Sabine's fun redhead friend,"
Oh no.
"Oh. Hello Miss Madeleine,"
"Cut the crap. What are your intentions with my friend? Because if they're anything other than treating her like a princess, I'm telling her you had to go back to the states and she's never going to hear from you again."
Is she threatening to kill me? Wait. How does she know I'm from the states? Besides I had problems trying to ask her out on a date. Just trying to sleep with her would take balls I obviously do not have.
"I'm just taking her to the carnival. Just a date. Nothing more,"
She hummed. Then she laughed. Oh dear God.
"I'm screwing around with you! Sabine absolutely adores the carnival! Have a good time with her! Bye!"
With that, she hung up. I gazed at my phone. What the hell just happened? At least I know carnival is a good idea.
"You got a date planned? Or did you chicken out?"
I got a date. And a threat. All in the same jump. That's new.
"Snails? Are you alright? You look distracted."
I shook my head no.
"I'm not distracted,"
"Really?" Amelie questioned. "Because you're putting salt in your drink."
I sat the salt shaker down and sighed. Maybe I'm a tad distracted.
"I'm kinda nervous," I told her. "Got a date tonight,"
"Aw Isaac! That's wonderful! You've got a date!" Amelie cheered. "I'm so happy for you!"
Wow. Amelie was probably more excited about this than I was. Ever since Sabine walked out of the bistro that night, Amelie's been hounding me to ask her out.
"Yeah Snails," Francis commented. "Was starting to think you would never find anyone. Also thought you liked guys and didn't know it."
I choked and Amelie scoffed. What? Do I look like I like guys? I mean some are pretty good looking and I had a few hit on me while I was here but…okay.
"Dad, what have I told you about making assumptions about people?" she chided. "It's rude."
Francis just shrugged. I just love how unapologetic he is. Sometimes.
"So any advice?"
"Go and be yourself," Amelie suggested. "You're a sweet boy. Show her that. Don't be some weirdo who attempts to be what he thinks the girl wants. You tend to do that sometimes."
Really? Hadn't even noticed.
"Make sure you pay," Francis added. "There's plenty of time for that equal sharing nonsense. First date's on you. Even if she argues. Tried to teach Amelie here that. She didn't listen."
"Yeah. And I married that man," she retorted. "Still married to him if I'm recalling correctly."
She turned to me.
"But the old man has a point. Just go ahead and pay. But don't make a big deal about it. Big thing to remember. Have fun. Don't force it."
I nodded, taking in their words. All pretty good advice.
"Oh hey. It's six. You should be getting ready to go," Francis said. "I'm not paying you overtime."
I chuckled and grabbed my things. Of course not. I pecked Amelie's cheek, waved at Helene coming in, and left the bistro. When I got into my car, my phone vibrated.
"Hello?"
"Uh hi Isaac,"
Sabine.
"Hey," I greeted, holding the phone with my shoulder. "What's up?"
"I was just wondering what to wear," she replied. "We're not going anywhere fancy are we?"
"No. Dress casual. We're going to the…it's a surprise,"
Sabine groaned then laughed.
"You're going to make me suffer for two hours?"
I smiled.
"Absolutely. But hopefully you'll enjoy. If you really want to know where we're going then maybe you can ask Madeleine. She might tell you."
"Oh come on. Madeleine never reveals a secret. She's tighter lipped than a seasoned spy. Wait. How does Maddie know?"
"She called me after you did," I answered. "On your phone."
"Oh geez. She didn't threaten you did she?"
Silence. Not going to confirm nor deny that statement. Madeleine and Sabine may have a thing about it. Sounds like she does it enough.
"I'll take your silence as a yes,"
Crap.
"Sorry about her," she apologized. "She's just a Mama Bear towards Valentine and I. Shocked you still want to go a date with me. Usually guys'll call and say they don't want to deal with my crazy friends."
"Nah. I want to go. Madeleine doesn't have anything to worry about,"
"That's a relief to hear," Sabine replied. "Well I'm going to get ready. See you later."
I told her bye and ended the call. Getting home, I opened the door and immediately was on my guard. Usually Artie'll jump out somewhere and try to scare me. He got me one time and I screamed like a high pitched toddler girl. Ever since then he's tried to get me to do again. So far I've done good.
"Artie?" I called out. "You can come out where ever you are. You're not going to scare me."
Complete silence. I didn't even hear his heartbeat.
"Artie? Artie-doo, where are you?"
Nothing. Bro. What the frick. Sliding into the chair at the bar, I noticed a piece of paper on the counter.
-Yo Lahey,
I'll be gone for a few hours. Have fun on your date.
But not too much fun! ;)
-Art Will.
I snorted and sat the paper back down. Wonder what he's doing. Probably had a hot date of his own or something. A quick glance at the clock showed six-thirty. Hmm. Better get ready. Aw man. Can't wait.
Chapter End.
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