So the contest entires were good, but I just deciced to write this chapter myself. This chapter is not edited though so its probably not that good. Just sayin. And I understand you guys wanted the old cover, but I kind of lost it. So...I'm gonna try to get it back, but it might be a while. Sorry Charlie.
Blue tank top. Check.
Blue polka dot skirt with ruffles. Check.
Hair up with big bow. Check.
Signature converse (also blue). Check.
I'm all set to go on my date with Noah! I smile and walk out of my room grabbing my-you guessed it- navy blue purse. I walk downstairs and take a seat at the counter in my kitchen. Looking at the clock, I am suprised to see it is only seven o'clock. I have a half hour left before Noah comes to pick me up. What to do...What to do. I just sit there drumming my fingers on the table. Maybe because I actually am looking forward to this date and I was dreading James' date, I am nervous now. Eventually, I feel the need to move more than just my fingers and I get up and pace. I just wish Noah would come already. The wait is killing me!
"Hey honey." my mother says walking into the room carrying a stack of scrapbooks.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Looking at old photos." she replies noncholantly.
"Uh-uh. No." I say realizing what my cunning parent is up to.
"What dear daughter of mine?" she says her eyes widening to look innocent. Tempting, but this won't work because I know her to well.
"You are so NOT showing Noah my baby pictures!"
"Oh but Addie why not? You weere the cutest child. I mean, so adorable! Look at you!" my mother exclaims.
"No mother!"
"Well I'm going to look through them anyways."
"In your room!" I say pushing her towards the stairs.
"Oh fine. You sure?"
"Positive."
"Because I think baby pictures are a real turn on and I'm sure Noah would agree..."
"This is just awkward. Goodbye mother." When she finally resides in her bedroom I decide to watch a show. Nothing is on, so I settle on Spongebob. Then, Spongebob laughs and I switch off the televison save my poor ears from the annoying and obnoxious sound. 20 minutes to kill. Ughhh.
I go check on my hair and makeup in the bathroom mirror, but nothing needs tampering with. 19 minutes. Oh joy.
I decide to log onto my facebook account which I barely ever use, but desperate times call for desperate measures. First, I go through my messages and find just a bunch of forwards. Nothing remotely important. Then, I check my notifications. A few wall posts and some alerts that other people commented on statuses I commented on long ago. I notice I have a +2 next to the friend request icon and look to see who it is. One is from James which I accept (not after considering declining it of course) and the other from Amber. Yeah. My friends and I never became Facebook friends with her because we hated her so much. And in Facebook you're friends with everyone, even if you barely know them or don't like them. I accept Amber's friend request. 15 minutes. Next, I decide to view my profile and make any neccesary changes to make it look...spiffy! That's the word. I remove Noah as my brother because he might be more than that now and I don't think of him as my sibling anymore. Even though you're supposed to be thirteen when you get a facebook, I got mine at age ten. Now it's time for *insert drumroll here* facebook STALKING. There are two people in particular I want to check on...Noah and James. I go to James' profile first and look through all his photos. Looks like he is a family guy. He doesn't post a lot of photos, but most of the ones on there are with a little girl (his little sister I assume) and his mom. He is tagged in a few with his friends also. Looking at his wall, there are a lot of posts from girls (most of them super tan with beach blonde hair) saying to "Text me". Why can't you just text him instead of bringing Facebook into this? I mean GEEZ. I just don't understand people these days. One wall post is particulary interesting. It just says "Im sorry for your loss." No comments or anything and there are a few more like it all from a few months ago. Did someone die? After pondering this question for a while longer, my computer makes a beeping sound. The battery is low, so I have to move to my room and plug the chord into my computer to charge it. I move onto Noahs profile. Not as secretive and private as James when it comes to Facebook, Noah has a lot of photos up. Looking through some of his albums, I see one titled "Good times". Clicking on it and enlarging the first photo, it is of me, Cassie, and Noah at the beach. We went on a vacation together when we were younger. Much younger. Like five. Cassie is missing her two front teeth, I still have some baby fat-ya know, chubby, and Noah's bangs are in the way of his gorgeous eyes. You can only see part of the dark chocolate pools. Somebody needs a haircut! This picture brings a smile to my face and decide to set this as my computer screensaver. I change the picture of Justin bieber to this one. As I am about to go back to Noah's profile, a familiar voice says, "Been checking up on my profile haven't ye?" I scream in suprise and my mom runs in the room.
"Whats wrong?" She asks concerned.
"Nothing mom." I say.
"Oh okay." she is about to walk back to her bedroom when she notices Noah.
"Hello Ma'am." Noah says politely.
"Ma'am? Are you kidding me Noah? You're like my son. It's mom, mommy, mother, or Molly. The 4 Ms! Got it?" my mother scolds my date.
Noah gulps. "Yes ma'am. Wait, no! I mean yes Molly. I understand."
"Thats better. Music to my ears." says my mother.
Noah smiles not knowing what else to say and it gets awkward. No one speaks for what seems like hours.
"Um...Wanna go look at Addison's baby pictures?" My mom says quickly. Wow mom. Way to break the awkward silence.
Noah looks confused and then begins to smirk. "Why, Id be honoured to!"
"Mom, the offer is tempting, but we best be going."
Noah looks at his watch. "No, we got some time."
"Traffic is bad at this time of night." I say and yank Noah down the stairs and out the front door.
"You have got to stop sneaking up on me!" I exclaim.
"Sorry."
"And again, I have a door. Windows are for looking out of. Not for entering my room and almost making me wet my pants."
"Oh come on Addie! What's the fun in that? Doors are so... Boring."
"Really?" I say as Noah clicks the car unlocked and I hop in the passenger side if the car.
"Really."
"Why did you take your car?" I ask Noah.
"For your mother's sake. Looks better. More civilized than a motorcycle." he explains and I nod my head having one of those "oh" moments.
"Where are we going?"
"Wouldnt you like to know..."
"Yes I would! Please!"
"That would spoil the suprise!"
"I am dieing of curiousity! I don't care! Where are we going?
"Ok fine we're going to the movies!"
"Oh yay!" I say smiling big. I love the movies!
"Its a dollar movie theatre in the next town over." Noah explains.
"Gotcha! And what movie will we be seeing?"
"That, I will not tell you."
"Gee thanks."
I sigh and accept the fact that I will just have to wait and find out what movie we'll be viewing. Noah turns on the radio and it's on a country station. I change it with the dials, but nothing good is on. After changing back to the original station I realize that I despise country with a fiery passion. I've never really listened to it before, but how do people stand this!? My eardrums are about to burst! I pull my emergency mix cd from my backpack and smile when I hear the first notes of Justin Bieber's "Baby" through the speakers.
"Oh no no." Noah says switching to the next sing which is also Justin Bieber.
"Dont hate on the Biebz."
"The Biebz? So you are on a first name basis with him now?"
"Yes we're BFFLs." I said with a smug smile.
"I'm sure." he says and then it is silent again.
Soon after this conversation we arrive at the theater. On the outside it looks a little rundown. The white paint has turned a dirty creamish color and is now chipping. There's a hole in the wall and the light continue to flicker. I open the rusted door handle to find the interior suprisingly nice. There are colored lights and an arcade room. I look at the screen to guess what we are seeing. Hmm...Paranormal Activity. I hate scary movies, please no. Just Go With It. Haha that movie was hilarious! I keep browsing until we get to the front of the short line.
And then Noah says the fatal words.
"Two tickets for the Lion King in 3D please."
He looks at me and I smile widely probably looking a little bit creepy.
"You like my choice?" Noah asks.
"Like it? Are you kidding me? The Lion King is amazing!" I say as we grab out tickets. A lady in uniform rip off part of them an hands us our stubs telling us to "enjoy out movie". The people here are so kind!
Noah and I make a quick stop at consessions and grab a popcorn and two sodas.
We walk into Theater 8 and take a seat in the back. The seats look new in the back. We defintely got the best spot. It looks like the staff hasn't replaced the ones in the rows in front of us. Stuffing is pouring out of those seats and they're made of this scratchy material.
"This is nice." I tell Noah smiling.
"I'm glad you like it. I thought you would, but the movie hasn't even started yet."
"And now, your movie selection will begin." says the words on the big screen. I smirk at this.
The movie starts and I lean forward in my seat excited and I put on my 3D glasses. Throughout the film, I make comments.
"Dont trust your uncle! Simba! No! Why must you trust Scar? The same man who killed your father!" I yelled at the screen.
I also sang along with the songs. "Its the Circle of Life!" I sing loudly.
An elderly man is sitting with his wife and what seems to be his two grandchildren in front of me.
"Miss, do you mind?"
"Nope not at all." I say getting up and dancing to the song.
"I mean, please stop whatever it is you're doing. Your disturbing my grandchildren here. This is the first time they are seeing this movie." he says.
"Sorry." I say and reluctantly sit back down in my seat leaning back to watch the rest of the movie. Noah shakes his head smiling.
A few minutes later, Noah yawns and puts his arm around me. No one has ever done this to me before. Suprisingly, his pits are not sweaty and I am actually quite comftorable in this position. I rest my head on Noah's shoulder to watch the rest of the Lion King.
I wish the movie never ended! It was such a great choice on Noah's part! I tell him this and thank him for taking me here.
"Do you think you'll wanna come back?"
"Oh yes! Defintely!" I tell him smiling. I've been doing a lot of smiling tonight.
On the way home, we playfully fight over the radio station. Time passes by faster than expected and as Noah pulls up in my driveway, I never want to leave the car.
"Thanks again Noah."
"Welcome." he says and we just sit there gazing into each others eyes for a few seconds. He leans in to kiss me and I lean in too...
Then I panic. Kissing on the first date is slutty and that is totally not me. Even though I did kiss James, I can't be that easy with a college boy like Noah. I pull away quickly and I see a flicker of dissapointment flash through Noah's eyes.
"Bye!" I say closing the car door,
"See ya!" he says softly pulling out of my driveway as I wave to him.
As soon as his car turns the corner, I go upstairs to my room an plop on my bed. I just lie there and think for a while. What if Noah thinks I don't wanna kiss him? I do! What if...? Ugh. I have got to stop worrying and dwelling over tonight. I look at the clock. It reads midnight. As I realize this, I also realize I am rather tired and I drift off to sleep.