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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 18, 2008 18:52:13 GMT -5
Desiree sat there on her bed chatting with her best friend back in New York on her laptop when she glanced at the clock and jumped off the bed. "Six o clock already! I have to get ready!" She half yelled as she ran around her room, gathering her outfit together. Right now she was wearing just sweats and a baggy shirt as she got her outfit together, her shoes and headed for the shower.
As she was in the shower all she could think about was her date tonight with Michael, she just hoped she didn't get nervous and trip or something like ramble on about something non-important. Desiree was in and out of the shower and got dressed quickly. She put on a little bit of make-up carefully as to no smudge her make-up and look bad.
Desiree sat on her bed and put away her laptop safely in its bag and started to put on her shoes, she looked at the clock and it read 6: 30 it was almost time. She sighed as she laid back on her bed and stared at the ceiling so many thoughts ran through her head and it gave her a head ache. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to keep a clear head she just hoped she wouldn't embarrass herself tonight.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 23, 2008 18:26:42 GMT -5
Michael pulled up outside Desiree's house. He pulled down the sun visor on his pickup. Looking in the mirror on the reverse he made sure his hair looked right before flipping it shut again and climbing out of the truck. He slowly walked towards her house, his stomach turning over. He coughed and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 23, 2008 19:52:28 GMT -5
As Desiree lay on the bed the doorbell rang and she jumped off her bed and grabbed her purse before running out of the room. As she made her way to the first floor she check herself in the mirror one last time just in case she had smudged her eyeliner on her face and she didn't even know it. Nope all good she smiled at herself in the mirror before taking a deep breath, her hand on the door knob.
Her heart was starting to race a little faster then usual and she had butterflies in her stomach, that was normal right? To be nervous but yet excited to go out on a date. She opened the door slowly and smiled when she saw him "Hi Michael."
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 15:39:11 GMT -5
Michael grinned and blushed bright red. "Desiree...you look...stunning." He felt as though his tongue had swollen to twice its usual size. "Are you ready to go?" He didn't want to seem to hasty and try to hurry her out of the house if she still had things to do.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 15:46:16 GMT -5
She blushed as she glanced down at her feet "Thanks" she mumbled though clearly you could hear her. Desiree searched her purse her the key to the house just to make sure she had it and smiled up at him "Yes" she said as she nodded. She looked to the living room and heard the television on, Max was watching television but she knew he would leave to go out soon. "Alright let's go" she said as she walked out the door and locked it behind her.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 16:18:57 GMT -5
Michael grinned and nodded, stepping back towards his truck. "I'm sorry I couldn't have picked you up in a classier moter..." he mumbled, only for the first time noticing what a wreck his van was. It may have looked shabby to anyone else, but to him, it was his pride and joy.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 16:26:22 GMT -5
Desiree shook her head "It's not a problem I need a break from expensive cars anyway" she said smiling at him. She just couldn't believe she was going out with him, she didn't tell Max she just told him she was going out for a while she knew he wouldn't agree to her dating. Desiree walked to the car and smiled at him "So where to?" She asked wondering if he had anything planned.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 16:34:22 GMT -5
He grinned and followed her towards the parked up truck. He quickly opened the door and offered his hand to help her up into the chassy. A spark of 19th Century chivalry was still alive in him. "Well, I booked a table in the Hotel restaurant for seven thirty, then I thought we could head over and catch the late movie?" He gulped... "If that's okay with you that is?"
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 16:39:30 GMT -5
She smiled as she took his hand, her heart beating fast as she did so, wow he planned the whole night she thought that to be very cute. "That sounds fine" she smiled at him as she got in the truck. She never would have thought he made plans and him helping her into the truck was something you'd read in an old 19 century book.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 16:56:56 GMT -5
He went all pink again as he shut the door gently and hurried around the bonnet to climb into the driver's seat. He pulled the keys out of his pocket and started the engine up. He glanced over at her before grinning and pulling away from the pavement. ((Continued in A Romantic Dinner)) |
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