Emily
"What about her?" I asked about my biological mother.
"Your biological mom?" And I nodded my head. "I heard your biological Dad returned to the town when we left the place and then they divorced."
Oh. That must have been so upsetting for her.
"Is she fine?" I asked quietly.
"She's a teacher in that town." She smiled. "Maybe, we can visit the town one day."
And I didn't respond to her.
Mom dropped me home after that and went to work. I still have sometime for my date and I wanted to cancel it, but it won't be fair for Everett.
I looked at myself and I looked pale and haunted. That was way too many information for a brunch. I took a shower and put on a black half-sleeve skater dress with flower embroidery at the bottom. The dress reaches my knees which I was glad about. I put on a pointed strap flats along with my dress.
I curled my hair at the bottom and put some light make-up hoping it will add some colour to my pale face.
Everett rang the doorbell and I took a deep breath and tried to smile as I opened the door.
He looked breath-taking, he was wearing a black turtle neck shirt with dark blue jeans and dark shoes with an expensive coat. His dark hair was brushed back neatly. He give me his infectious dimple smile and he was holding a bouquet of flowers
"How's my lady, doing?" He asked. His eyes was bright and happy and for a moment. I forgot about my morning and I laughed.
"You look beautiful all the time, but you look much more beautiful today." He said and I flushed a little.
"You look handsome today as well." I said.
He brought me some chocolates as well and I smiled as I put the flowers in a vase and filled it with water and left the chocolates in the counter before stepping out with a coat and locked the door behind me.
He was driving another sport's car today. He opened the door for me and I smiled, gratefully at him.
"How was your morning?" He asked.
And I didn't know how to answer apart from, "It went alright. What did you do this morning?" I asked back.
"I was nervous for our date, I couldn't sleep last night and I went to pick up the flowers and chocolates after I got ready." He admitted and my heart warmed a bit.
"What's our plan?" I asked.
"We are going to watch a movie of your choice. I was going to pick A Dog's Journey, but I didn't know if you would like that."
"We can watch that." I said to him with a small smile.
If I knew that the movie would be such an emotional one.. I wouldn't have picked that movie. Not on a day like this. I felt more miserable after watching that movie.
"Em... are you okay?" Everett asked as I wiped my tears.
"Yea." I said and give him another smile.
Once the movie was over I excused myself to the washroom and looked at myself. I looked pathetic at the moment. I washed my face and stepped out.
Everett was waiting for me and he looked concerned.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I don't feel too well, can we go home?" I asked.
He frowned a little. "Yes, sure." He said.
Our ride back home was quiet. He doesn't deserve this. I'm sure he was expecting a better date and better time.
"I just want you to know I really had fun." I said to him all of a sudden. I didn't want him to feel bad.
"You seemed upset. Did I do something wrong?" He asked.
"No." I said, my eyes widening a bit. "You didn't do anything. It's just me. I'm sorry. I must have been your worse date." And with that I started crying.
He quickly pulled over to the side of the road.
"Sh*t. No, Em..." he looked flustered.
"I'm sorry for crying..." I sobbed. "You must be thinking, that I'm a dramatic person." I put my hands on my face.
He moved my hands away from my face and made me look at him, but I was not willing to.
"You are a sensitive person,Em. It's okay to cry... if crying makes you feel a little better and relieve your stress. I don't care as long as I know you feel better after crying. We all have different way of showing stresses in a situation."
"I was excited for our date, today." I said to him.
"I was too..." he said. "It may not have gone the way we wanted, but I enjoyed our little time." He give me a reassuring smile.
"Me too." I said to him. He pat his pocket and handed me his handkerchief, which I gratefully accepted from him. It was soft and I noticed his initial E.L was printed on it.
"Let me pull over somewhere where we can talk better."
He pulled to a parking space and turned to look at me. I was quiet and I was playing with the handkerchief.
"It must have been stressful for you this week... with your friends and then yesterday. I should have waited a little more to ask you out." He said and I turned quickly to look at him. "I'm sorry for rushing. I didn't mean to stress you out."
He was trying to explain, but I don't know what made me do it, but I pulled him by his shirt and kissed him.
My first kiss is with the golden-boy of the school in a car. I always thought, my first kiss would be with someone I loved and it would be a romantic one.
I like Everett, much more than I thought. My stomach was doing somersault on its own and my heart was racing. He tasted of mint and the butter popcorn that we had back in the movie.
I pulled away when I realized he was sitting frozen.
"I'm sorry." I apologized quickly, feeling ashamed as I looked away. "I didn't mean to kiss you without your permission. I don't usually do this-" and I was full on blabbering mode.
"Em." He said, but I continued.
"I promise I won't do anything like this again."
And right when I said it, he pulled me close and I felt his lip on mine.