I stood there, in my best jeans and a really nice purple and black shirt my mom let me borrow. I owned no skirts so this is what I had to settle with for now. I wore my hair up and let my bangs fall just they way I liked. I thought I looked pretty good. Except, I only owned convers and tennis shoes! what would I do! My choir shoes were too much, and my band shoes were brown!
My mom saved me by lending me some really cute black boots that were both casual, yet nice. I was so paranoid, by the time Jake pulled in, I was freaking out on the inside, but I kept calm on the outside.
We got into his car.
“Sorry the seat belt get jammed sometimes,” Jake said leaning over me and yanking it until it was loose.
“It’s okay…” I giggled.
He sat back and looked at me. “You look amazing.”
“Thanks, you don’t look so bad yourself.” I smiled.
He leaned over and kissed me, then pulled away slightly to look at me. I kissed him again, more passionately this time.
“Well, we better get going…” he whispered.
“Yeah…”