“Hey, let’s go out sometime…”

The smile on my face never left after hearing those words from him. I was both giddy and nervous at the same time. Giddy, because I was finally going on a date with this guy whom I like. Nervous, because I’d probably make fool out of myself out there if I talked too much or if I didn’t talk at all. I was up all night picturing different scenarios in my head, each worse than the other. I really liked this guy. He’s charming, adorable and he’s very smart. I enjoyed talking to him because we had so much in common. We had the same love for TV series, science, philosophy and music. As cliché as it sounds, I never thought I’d find someone whom I’d click with instantly because I was very peculiar. But when I met him, I know he’d understand my peculiarities.

I woke up at around 5:30 AM. I was still sleepy from thinking too much during the night before. But as soon as I realized that it was Thursday, the smile on my face came back and never left again for the rest of the morning. I started my chores early. I knew that I wanted to have more time in getting ready so I had to do them earlier. The songs from the playlist that he sent to me was blaring in the speakers as I swept the floors and dusted the tables and chairs. I cleaned my room too and washed the dishes. It was by far one of most productive days in my life since I was also able to review for the CETs. He checked up on me a few times during the day. He told me that he couldn’t wait to see me and I said the same thing to him. I took a shower and got dressed. I started to feel more nervous when I realized that I only had an hour left before I get to see him. My mind was racing. What if I wasn’t as interesting as he thought I was? What if I mess up like the loser I am? What if I make him uncomfortable in any way? Because of these thoughts, I didn’t realize that he was already halfway to the meeting place. I did my makeup quickly and dashed out. When I got there, I immediately scanned the place. And there he was, with a huge grin on his face. It’s not true what they said in all those books and films. I didn’t feel the fireworks. It felt like coming home.

He was a sweetheart and gentleman during the entire date. He made me blush and smile a lot. My stomach was doing flips and turns whenever he smiled or when he said something sweet. He even insisted to pay for our drinks and food, claiming that it was my first time in that coffee shop and that it was our first date after all. We talked about a lot of things. We talked about school, reviewing, first impressions and TV shows. It’s cute how his eyes twinkled every time he spoke about the things he likes. We even opened up to each other. We talked about secrets and some of our dark pasts. Everything was great until I realized that I had to go home in an hour. He was very understanding though. He even offered to accompany me back home, which I gladly accepted. I hugged him and promised that it won’t be the last.

                                                                 “Hey, can we go out again?”