He stands up and takes my hand, leading me out of the restaurant.

“Where are we going now?”
“Remember how I told you it was going to be a blast?”
“Ya?”
“Well, this is the blast part of the date.”
“Ok”

We drive off and arrive at a club, Poison. Before you go crazy, it is a teen club.

“Hope you are ready for some dancing!” He yells, taking my hand.
“Am I ever!” I laugh.

We run into the club and dance forever, threw the romantic slow songs, to the goofy songs, to the fast and a little dirty songs. Before I know it is time for me to go home and there we are at my porch.

“Now I can say, it was great, I had a blast”
We laugh
“Well goodnight”

He starts to walk away and I grab his hand.

“You are not getting away with being a gentlemen and not kissing me on the first date”
“Ok”, He grins and comes in close

I kiss him before he gets the chance. His lips touch mine and what they call ‘fireworks’ explode. We finally part and I stand stunned.

“Ok goodnight” he tells me and walks away.