Once I started I couldn’t stop. I told mom about how I had fallen in love with him over the year I had spent with him. I told her about how he was a gentleman to me, opening car doors and such. I told her I was talking to him on the phone. Told her he was coming to visit and said he had a surprise for me.

I just oozed happiness, and it spread to my mom. She wanted pictures and made me promise to bring him home.

After she left I sat down on my bed. I looked back on all that had happened and all that was to come. I reliazed Blake had just proposed to me, and that I was just barely 17. My parents would probably flip when I came home with Blake and a ring.

Around 11:30 I got ready for my “date” with Blake. The date that he knew nothing about yet.

Can you meet me somewhere? I’m supose to bring you home. I asked him while driving aimlessly in my car.

Le Cinq? He questioned.
How about in the U.S? I shot back laughing.

Fine! I’ll meet you at McDonalds. He said. I couldn’t stop laughing.