minutes b efore bringing out a Fuchsia colored dress for herself. It is made from a super soft material that feels great against your skin. I remember when Mom and I picked it up. We went to a great little vintage store while on vacation here in California for my sixteenth birthday. It was called Funk and Flash in Sebastopol.
She also chooses some dark blue denim shorts and a sheer, sleeveless white blouse, complete with a black tank top for underneath for me.
We throw on our outfits and turn to the mirror, smoothing out our clothes to make sure that we look perfect for tonight's' double date. Chelsey has chosen the perfect outfit for me, highlighting my tanned legs and toned arms, while the dress looks unsurprisingly perfect on her. We both do our own makeup and then whilst doing each other’s hair we sing along to songs by Imagine Dragons, the Neighborhood and Mumford and Sons, into our hairbrush microphones as loud as we can. Humming along to the tune when we don’t know the words. I have to say I'm having a blast, time really does fly when you’re having fun because all too soon its five o’clock, time to leave.
I guess s he can see the worry on my face, because Chelsey stops and says "Just have fun tonight and be yourself, girl." as we are tidying away the hair products. "You bite your lip when you’re nervous. Try not to do it tonight!” she adds teasingly.
"Stop it!" I tell her and throw my hairbrush at her, ma king sure to have it miss her by about a foot. We both giggle and head out the door, grabbing our purses and turning off the radio just as Dave Grohl and the Foo-Fighters finish the song ‘My Hero’, on the way out.
I lock m y room and we head down the stairs to the main dormitory door, there stand Keagan and Eddie leaning against the stone wall. Keagan’s back is turned to us, but when Eddie notices us and nods in our direction he turns around immediately. He looks straight at me and I catch my breath, a smile instantly forms on my lips. He seems to be drinking me in and enjoying the view, as he smiles too. I lean over to Chelsey and whisper "I think you picked out the perfect outfits."
"I know, I know. We look smoking! Now stop talking to me, run over to Keagan and say hello to the poor boy. I think he might be drooling." We both laugh as we reach the boys.
Keagan looks great in a dark pair of jeans, a dark blue button down shirt and a leather jacket. The blue of his shirt matches his eyes and his dark hair is styled to perfection. I cannot believe that I am going on a date with him. The butterflies return and are doing gymnastics in my stomach. I take a deep breath and stop in front of him. "Hi!" I utter nervously.
"Wow, you look stunning" he tells me. The smile on his face growing as he opens his arms to give me another of his incredible hugs
"You don't look bad yourself." I reply.
"Alright you two lovebirds, stop flirting. It’s time to go we've got reservations." Eddie yells as he and Chelsey begin walking away.
I can feel myself flush and when I look at Keagan I'm su rprised to notice that his cheeks are stained pink too. I decide to be brave and take his hand, hoping that he will not pull away. To my pleasure he entwines his fingers with mine and we walk hand in hand behind Eddie and Chelsey, who are deep in their own conversation.
"So , I see that you're showing off your battle scars from this morning." Keagan teases me.
"They’re not too bad” I say, looking down at my knees. “I figured that it’s just such a nice day out, so why not wear shorts. You don't mind do you? Walking with a Klutz?"
"Wh y would I mind? I definitely appreciate the view." he tells me and lightly bumps into me with his hip. He’s flirting with me again.
"You know that's not what I meant, I only have them because you can’t look where you’re running." my turn to do the teasing. Keagan’s laughter fills my ears.
“Touché!”
We have arrived at Eddie’s car, a brand
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