Did You Do It?

One Date

        The bell rang to go to our next class so I started packing up my stuff for history.
        "You know it'd be totally great if you'd go out with me." Bryan said. He looked pretty nervous asking me and he rubbed his neck. "I mean, it doesn't have to be a date or anything." He started to blush.
        I was flattered that he asked me that. Honestly, I've never really been asked out before. I kinda just nodded and smiled a bit.
        "Thanks, I'll see you at seven, okay?" Bryan exclaimed and ran out of the classroom.
        I was so excited that this happened to me but I kept my excitement inside until I got home which was really hard to do because Bryan kept talking to me in the hall.
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        I just couldn't wait until seven for my date! I've been trying to pick an outfit for the date. I mean like I want to go casual but what if he takes it that I don't really care about going and I actually do? So, I went with maybe something more fancy like a dress. But I didn't know what kind of dress.
        Should I do a long dress that goes down to my ankles? A dress just pass my knees? A dress above my knees? I think one above my knees is more like me.
        Now I just need to choose a design. Maybe I'll wear my plaid dress.
        I put it on and look at myself in the mirror. Maybe I should do something with my hair. It's always in a pony tail and nappy because I don't like brushing it. Maybe if I put blonde highlights in my hair to make my brown hair look better. I'll also curl it a little.
        For my shoes, I'll just wear blue flats to match my blue plaid dress.
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        I waited outside my house for Bryan to pick me up. I looked at my phone and it was six fifty-eight. He was gonna be here any minute now. I played on my phone while I was waiting for him to pick me up.
        At six o'five, he came with his red Chevrolet and went to the front of my driveway.
        He looked so cute! He was wearing a plain red polyester shirt and some black jeans (with no rips in them like his pants always does). He was also wearing black Adidas     that I'd love to wear!
        He smiled when he got out of his car and looked at me. I must have looked pretty impressive.
        "You look beautiful, Trice." Bryan said.
        I smiled back at him and said, "Thanks, you look handsome."
        He grabbed my hand and led me to the passenger's seat and opened the door for me. I sat down and he closed the door.
        He got in the car and commented, "You'll love this place."